Beicheng Chunshen

[Princess There have been heavy rains in Qishan Mountain for days. Mingshu is chased by shadows and left alone. He is hiding from the rain in a bamboo tent with a strange man. The man called himself Cao Er, a woodcutter in Beicheng. Danfeng eyes, distant mountain eyebrows, broad shoulders and narrow waist. Wearing a sleeveless linen back shirt, the smell of sweat stains is overwhelming in the small space. She lied that her parents were dead, her aunt despised her, and she was homeless, so she ended up living in the wilderness. The man said almost without thinking, "If you have nowhere to go, wait until the rain stops and come home with me." Soon after the rain stopped, the man took her back to the city. Earn money to support the family and carry water for cooking. Tight shoulders and arms, Tian-shaped abdominal muscles, very eye-catching. Mingshu was halfway through his escape and had to go south. Reluctant to part with a good man, he promised himself a March holiday. This little March is full of romance and tenderness. Mingshu felt that competing for fame and wealth after returning to the court was all about stakes. Meng Lang's visit was worth it. Three months later, she left her letter and ran away. He went south to recognize his ancestors and return to his clan, and helped his elder brother to seize the throne. In the first month of the year, the palace changes, and the power is obtained, but the success falls short. The elder brother was captured alive, and the army attacked the princess's mansion. Mingshu collapsed in front of a pair of thick-soled black boots. She has not been good at needlework since she was a child, so her craftsmanship is easy to recognize. Looking up, the man's outline was immersed in the moonlight, and his thin lips were tight and composed. Seeing her face, he bent down, with a smile on his lips, and pinched her chin with his rough fingers. "Is it fun to come all this way to learn how to force someone to have a baby?" Intention: Join forces to overcome difficulties.