The Seventh Miss, Di

Ye Liuli's brain went blank, her limbs turned limp, and she collapsed. Yet, there was a faint scent of blood stinging her nostrils.,Professional habits are relieved, and when you smell this kind of taste, you look for the source.,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.。