The Seventh Miss, Di

Ye Liuli lowered her head to look at her fiery red wedding dress, then glanced at the ancient and elegant buildings around her. For the first time in her life, she had a suicidal urge, "Transmigrating... could it be transmigration Damn it, I'm a staunch materialist and a successor of socialism! So many people want to transmigrate, don't let me transmigrate!",Ye Liuli was also taken aback, but she quickly regained her composure. "The King asked me to tell you all, today is a day of great joy. There's no need to kneel. Just do as you please. It's really bad luck," she said, snorted fiercely, and then slammed the door shut.,"Excuse me, my name is Gu Lanxi. I am the military advisor to His Royal Highness. How is His Royal Highness doing" The clear and pleasant male voice, when listened carefully, carried a hint of threat and caution.。