The Seventh Miss, Di

The people kneeling outside looked at each other in astonishment. This...was it possible,"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."。