Chapter 1190

The swarthy middle-aged man was speechless, and it was only after a long while that he spoke.

"My eldest daughter is a maid for Lady Ji, so she can marry a bit later."

"Otherwise, she should have married long ago, after all, she has reached the age."

Ying Ying Zi Ye was stunned; there was such a rule?

This guy wasn't lying to him, was he?

How come he had never heard of it?

He looked at Wang Li, wanting to ask if such a rule really existed.

Before he could even speak, Wang Li nodded.

Indicating that such a rule did indeed exist.

Ying Ying Zi Ye was speechless; what kind of rules were these?

Those who are maids can marry later?

Those who are not maids have to marry at twelve?

Why were the rules of these ancients so strange?

This crooked trend still had to be resolved as soon as possible.

Previously, he hadn't encountered it, nor had he thought about this matter.

Now that he had encountered it, how could he not manage it?