The Seventh Miss, Di

Even though Ye Liuli was clever, she didn't react immediately. The hand that was about to lift the red veil froze in mid-air.,The hairpin came loose, and the neat bun was pulled down with it, tearing at her scalp until it hurt.,"Well, we can't consummate the marriage, nor can we interfere with His Royal Highness' wedding night." Sun Dachzhu, the captain of the guards, was a straightforward man.。