The Seventh Miss, Di
author：Murong Lanlan
state：in the series
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Saying that, one side overturned the wooden chair, and the person naturally fell to the ground.,Ye Liuli's brain went blank, her limbs turned limp, and she collapsed. Yet, there was a faint scent of blood stinging her nostrils.,"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."。
