The Seventh Miss, Di

Just as Ye Liuli was about to remove the red silk veil, a cacophony of voices rose up along with the sound of wooden barrels rolling. The matchmaker was just about to utter some auspicious words in exchange for rewards, having barely uttered the word "Congratulations," when a deafening roar echoed through the air. The matchmaker fell silent, never to speak again.,When Ye Liuli saw this disfigured man sitting in a wooden chair, she chuckled, "To think he's a cripple! Serves him right! Who asked him to be so heartless and evil He shouldn't have escaped punishment!","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.。