"Where is this?"

"Am I dreaming?

"Am I not sleeping in bed?"

The faint candlelight swayed in the wind, and Jiang Ying stood in the void with a wooden candlestick in his white hand.

I could vaguely see a person in front of her with his back to her, the man bowed his head slightly, put his hands together as if praying for something.

“…… Listen to my prayers and let the rain fall here......"

"Will it work this time?"

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