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At night, the moonlight shone through the window.

At this moment, Lin Zhaojun was having a beautiful dream. She dreamt of the days when she was at Pretty Zombie's Jinhui Dynasty.

Pretty Zombie always liked to press down on her when the two of them were sleeping inside the coffin.

"Ugh …" "So heavy …"

Even in her dreams, Lin Zhaojun still felt it and couldn't help but mutter.

In her dreams