The Seventh Miss, Di

Professional habits are relieved, and when you smell this kind of taste, you look for the source.,"Will the princess die Why will the princess die" Sun Dazhu was at a loss, but he was pushed aside. After that, the door of the bridal chamber was also opened.,"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."。