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 Zhou is not only but also sweats, not knowing whether to rejoice or lament.,"The King, of course, is good. It's just that he's tired," her voice was soft, but crisp like a yellow oriole singing, tender and gentle, "Since the King is asleep, let's discuss anything else tomorrow."。