The Seventh Miss, Di

Even though Ye Liuli was clever, she didn't react immediately. The hand that was about to lift the red veil froze in mid-air.,Ye Liuli lowered her head to look at her fiery red wedding dress, then glanced at the ancient and elegant buildings around her. For the first time in her life, she had a suicidal urge, "Transmigrating... could it be transmigration Damn it, I'm a staunch materialist and a successor of socialism! So many people want to transmigrate, don't let me transmigrate!",This voice, Ye Liuli heard it clearly, was the head of the guards.。