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.,The door, Ye Liuli slumped against it helplessly, her eyes wide open, her face as pale as death.,If I'm not mistaken, the spray-like marks are because the xi niang (traditional Chinese wedding matchmaker) was struck by a palm and sent flying.。