The Seventh Miss, Di

After a cold war, Ye Liuli woke from her dream, only to be horrified to find herself truly sitting on the wedding bed.,This was Ye Liuli's first impression of him, but afterward, the ferocious fire scar on his face would shock her.,"The King, of course, is good. It's just that he's tired," her voice was soft, but crisp like a yellow oriole singing, tender and gentle, "Since the King is asleep, let's discuss anything else tomorrow."。