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.,This is a luxurious room, with everything from the carved bed to the chairs made of fine sandalwood. The floral carvings are incredibly lifelike, whether they're peonies or lotus flowers. These pieces, while serving as furniture in this house, would be considered priceless works of art if moved into modern times.,When holding the medicine box, Ye Liu almost cried. Whether it was thanking the Virgin Mary or Guanyin Bodhisattva, at this moment, all she wanted to do was express her gratitude.。