The Seventh Miss, Di

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!",Lifting my eyes, I saw a large patch of marks on the wall. Suddenly, I remembered being covered with a blindfold at that time. There was a bridesmaid who wanted to congratulate me, and then there was a loud bang.,"Will the princess die Why will the princess die" Sun Dazhu was at a loss, but he was pushed aside. After that, the door of the bridal chamber was also opened.。