The Seventh Miss, Di

Just as Ye Liuli was about to remove the red silk veil, a cacophony of voices rose up along with the sound of wooden barrels rolling. The matchmaker was just about to utter some auspicious words in exchange for rewards, having barely uttered the word "Congratulations," when a deafening roar echoed through the air. The matchmaker fell silent, never to speak again.,Without hesitation, Ye Liuli rushed forward, parting the man's hair to examine his wounds and tearing open his clothes to bandage him.,Military Advisor Gu Lanxi gasped, "Alas, we were still one step too late. Ye Liuli must not die. The Crown Prince is trying every means to target our Wangye. If Ye Liuli dies…"。