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.,"Get out of my way, or your princess will die." Gu Lanxi had finally lost her patience.,"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.。