She looked up and down at Jiang Zebei, curled up the corners of her lips and showed a smile.

Jiang Zebei turned around and walked towards the table in the room, poured two glasses of wine, and walked to Chen Mengtian again.

He brought one of the glasses of wine to Chen Mengtian, "Tiantian, after drinking this wine, we are husband and wife."

Chen Mengtian took the wine glass, and Jiang Zebei immediately passed through her arm and put the wine glass in his hand into his mouth. Chen Mengtian then brought the wine glass in his hand to his mouth and drank it in one go.

The sound of the wine glass falling to the ground sounded from the quiet wedding room.

The big red curtain was placed down, the candles of dragons and phoenixes were still burning, and the festive wedding room returned to a quiet room.

Shi Yi and Xuanwu, who were guarding the door, did not move for a moment, and their bodies remained straight and stood in front of the wedding door.

Zhuque, who had been hiding in the dark and protecting Chen Mengtian's body, quickly flashed away from the room.

The secret guards in the dark are smart, but everyone has no expression on their faces and abide by their duties to surround the courtyard without being stepped into by outsiders.

I don’t know that I am a guest in my dream, and I have been drunk and happy for a while.

Deeply trapped in dreams, what is ancient and modern times? Who cares about it?

On this day, Chen Mengtian and Jiang Zebei got married.

She married herself and couldn't tell the difference between dreams and reality.

It's like floating in the sea, unable to find any support points.

There is nowhere to stay, and it can only float with the sea.

A big dream, where is it when you wake up?

...

Turkic.

In the gorgeous but solemn palace.

A beautiful woman lay on the huge couch and slowly opened her eyes.

Looking at the stranger around her, she was very dazzling to her. Her magnificent dress was still filled with hatred and confusion that she could not hold back.

"Princess, are you awake?!"

A woman in a strange palace outfit walked up to the couch and looked at the beautiful woman on the couch and exclaimed with surprise on her face.

The lying woman heard the sound, slowly turned her head and looked at the woman who was making a sound.

The other person looked small and dressed very strangely. His facial features were very thick, which was the depth she had never seen before.

"Who are you?" a hoarse voice rang.

The confusion and unfamiliar eyes in the other party's eyes made the maid's face suddenly change, "Three Princess, what's wrong with you? I'm Anna Ri!"

The woman lying on the couch looked at the strange woman, then raised her hands and looked at it.

She suddenly sat up suddenly, the hatred in her eyes disappeared, her eyes became terrifying and confused.

She could understand her hands without any calluses, strange places, strange environments, and strange languages.

Yes, when the woman spoke before, she didn't feel weird, but she spoke unfamiliar words herself, and then listened to the familiar words that were circling around her mouth, she knew what everything in front of her meant to her.

This body of the hand is not hers.

Unfamiliar words are not her Mandarin.

She is dead.

Not going to hell.

Where is she now, in her dream, or...

She suddenly looked up and stared at the woman standing aside with fierce eyes, claiming to be Annari, "Where is this?"

"Three Princess, this is the royal palace. You are the third princess of the Turks. We have not yet gone to Xiliang to marry a relative."

Ana's sunrise sounded comforting.

But when she heard the familiar country in the ears of the "Three Princess", she trembled all over when she heard the "Three Princess".

She is...resurrecting her soul through a corpse?

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Suddenly, the "Three Princess" laughed wildly, happily and recklessly, and unwilling to carry deep resentment.
Chapter completed!