The Seventh Miss, Di

His eyes were sharp, his sword eyebrows raised, his eyes deep and piercing. Between thick lashes, his jet-black pupils resembled a pool of ice water, emitting a coldness that could almost freeze a person solid.,Ye Liuli once again had the urge to commit suicide, but when she turned around and saw the disabled prince, she made up her mind. As long as she found a blade, she would definitely cut her own throat.,"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.。