The scarred man was kicked hard off the bed, let out a cry of pain, and then stared at Li Qianzi in astonishment.,Li Qianzi turned her head back. Under the silver-white lightning, Nan Gongyu at the door wore a magnificent red wedding robe, his figure elegant and unrestrained. He was extraordinary, but at this moment, his face was as cold as ice. A pair of narrow and long eyes stirred up a storm, as if they wanted to devour Li Qianzi in front of him mercilessly.,"Prince, are you blind Of course, I'm your new bride, Li Qianzi."。