A splitting headache.
Her consciousness was forcibly pulled out of the chaotic darkness, and she was so heavy that she could hardly breathe.
There is a sweet ambergris scent lingering on the tip of the nose, mixed with the smell of burning wax from red candles, making people feel stuffy.
Shen Qing struggled to open his eyes.
What you see is an overwhelming, dazzling red.
Red gauze curtains, red wedding quilts, and red Double Happiness paper-cuts are pasted on the window panes.
She was wearing a complicated and heavy wedding dress, with a phoenix crown and a halo, surrounded by pearls and emeralds.
This is a wedding room.
Is she married?
As soon as this idea came up, it was washed away by the unfamiliar memories that flooded into my mind.
In Daxia Kingdom, Zhenbei Prince's Mansion, Shen Qing, the cowardly legitimate daughter of the same name, was given a marriage by an imperial edict to the legendary "vegetative" God of War Prince, Jun Beihan.
Shen Qing's eyes moved slowly and fell to his side.
On the wedding bed, there was a man lying quietly.
He was wearing the same red wedding dress as hers, and his black hair was spread out on the pillow like a waterfall, making his face look so handsome that it was beyond ordinary.
