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.,Ye Liuli was startled, "What You want to make my skin into a drum Have I done anything to you Let me go!","Be bold!" Dong Fang Lie instinctively shouted, but Zi had already rushed out of control.。