Three years later.
The mountains and rivers flow, the clear and the rhyme, the spring breeze, the eclipse of the eclipse, is a fairyland of a paradise.
The surrounding hillsides are full of fruit trees, and there are various poultry in the fruit forest. The laughter in the valley is full of laughter.
For three years, the original, remote, empty valley has been lush and fruitful.
In the past three years, more than a hundred people have settled here. They were originally homeless refugees, but now they are full of food and clothing, and they are happy and happy.
Just because, three years ago, she came here.
She sits between the mountains and the rocks, ordinary clothes, simple dresses, but the fairy that is left in the world, the beautiful people can not breathe.
There is a faint smile between the lips, quiet and indifferent, but it can melt any cold in the world.
The clear-eyed scorpion, looking to the children who play not far away, the slightly raised lips are satisfied happiness.
After all, she was kind to her, and she gave her such a quiet life, and gave her an unexpected surprise. After that, she even had a child.
God gave her a son, an angel she used to protect her life.
On the riverside, the little baby, who is less than three years old, is directing a group of children who are much older than him to play games.
A small body, a small arm, but has a powerful and amazing leadership, with a superhuman influence and appeal, people have to, that is her son.
Is this innate momentum, or is it inherited from him?
Qin Keer remembered the man three years ago, even though he could not move at the time, but his natural and domineering, thrilling gas field was enough to make people feel shocked.
If she was a step late, this little life was really gone.
If she is found after him, it will be hard to see.
Fortunately, it has been three years, he did not find her, after so long, it should be calm.
She now only wants to live this quiet and peaceful life with her son.
"Miss." Yingqiu, who was rushing to look at the happiness of Qin Ke's face, stopped talking.
"What is it?" Qin Keer raised his head and his eyebrows moved slightly.
"There is news in the capital, let the lady return to Beijing immediately." Thinking for a moment, Yingqiu opened again, and his expression was more dignified. "The emperor is going to give a marriage to the lady and the royal king of Chu."
"Give marriage?" Ming Shen Shen, the smile of the lips condensed, the danger of chilling in the twinkling of an instant, "Chu Wang."
Chu King Baili Mo, the most powerful and influential prince in the DPRK today, is shocked and elegant, and both civil and military. Wen can call the whole dynasty, Wu Neng leads the army, and rumors that he is the world. The first beautiful man is the man that all women in the world dream of.
It seems that some people can't see her peace.
A word is enough to show that the real purpose is to let her return to Beijing. As for marriage, it should be another matter.
After all, Qin Keer was the joke of the capital.
Three years ago, Qin Keer loved Jing Wang Shizi Nangong Yu almost to the point of obsessed with madness.
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