The Seventh Miss, Di

Suddenly, I just felt a tingling sensation on my scalp. Before I could react, the red headdress was yanked off violently and thrown aside, taking the crown with it.,Pushing open the door, I was suddenly surprised to find a group of people kneeling on the ground at the entrance.,"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."。