The Seventh Miss, Di

A cold male voice echoed out, its tone as if frozen, carrying a chill and an air of killing intent.,Pushing open the door, I was suddenly surprised to find a group of people kneeling on the ground at the entrance.,"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.。