The Seventh Miss, Di

Dongfang Lie narrowed his eyes, "This king imagined it beautifully. Let's make this skin into a war drum and send it to the frontline soldiers.",As Ye Liuli was preparing medicine for the disabled man, she heard voices coming from outside.,"I'm sorry, Military Advisor. Although you and the Prince are close, **time is of the essence, and even the biggest matters must wait until after the Prince spends his wedding night.**" The leader of the guards said with a hint of malice in his voice.。