The Seventh Miss, Di

Without hesitation, Ye Liuli rushed forward, parting the man's hair to examine his wounds and tearing open his clothes to bandage him.,"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 words that followed remained unsaid, stuck in my throat.。