The Seventh Miss, Di

At the very bottom of the cabinet, a medicine box was found.,"After the wedding night Sun Dazhu, are you truly stupid or feigned stupidity" Gu Junshi lowered his voice. "You know Wang Ye's situation, can he consummate the marriage","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."。