The Seventh Miss, Di

When Ye Liuli was dizzy and couldn't tell her east from her west, she felt a large hand, like an iron clamp, gripping her lower body and pulling her forward.,The people kneeling outside looked at each other in astonishment. This...was it possible,"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."。