March 11, 3745, five years after the second Jihad

"don't rob, please line up and come one by one."

the children were laughing and shouting, but according to the elder sister in front of them, they were fighting and pushing each other in a small line. Lin Qi bent down and handed the apples to the children one by one. Then smile and watch them play and run away.

"thank you, your majesty, for taking the time out of your busy schedule to visit the children. Everyone in the monastery is very grateful to you." A nun bowed behind her and said with a smile.

"ha ha, it's nothing. These...