King Leng's Little Peasant Concubine Explodes

Being called a leftover girl at the age of seventeen? How could this be so embarrassing for Du Wanqing, who was still unmarried after more than thirty years in her previous life? It doesn't matter if you are criticized by others, but the most important thing is: once you are over 18 and you are not married, the government will assign you a husband. How many good men can this be left behind? Du Wanqing couldn't even think about not panicking! The conditions of her Du family are not bad. Although she has a bad reputation for being fat, there are many old bachelors who like her. Guo Mazi from West Street, Xu Laizi from South Gate, the old boy who had failed, and the people introduced to her by the matchmaker were all weirder than the last. Seeing that the time was getting closer day by day, if the day of her eighteenth birthday was not decided, the government would draw lots for her to choose her son-in-law. Du Wanqing was also anxious and pointed at him who was leaning against the corner to bask in the sun. "I choose him!" Mo Xu nodded, "Okay! Then I'll do whatever it takes!" "Why?" Several candidates were anxious, seeing that the duck in their mouth was about to run away, what should they do? "Draw lots to choose your son-in-law, draw lots to choose your son-in-law!" "Why?" Mo Xu curled his lips, "For this reason!" A loud arrow pierced the sky, and five hundred Yulin Lang suddenly descended on the town. "The general has met the prince and the princess!"