The Seventh Miss, Di

Because she was wearing a veil, she couldn't see her surroundings and was eventually sent home.,Saying that, she fiercely opened her hand that held something and was about to run.,"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."。