"It's so sick." Fang Lan took the handkerchief from the handmaid's hand, and gently wiped the sweat off his wife's face.

Princess Qingyang turned her head slightly, but did not avoid his movements.

"You are seriously ill, so take good care of it. No matter what happens to Feng Jing, it is not as important as your health." Fang Lan said softly, he was always calm and calm, as if nothing would make him lose his composure.

Princess Qingyang's poor health did not happen for a year or two. She was like this more than ten years ago. She was injured all over her body.

"My mother passed away," Zhang Hui said.

Fang Lan smiled and said softly, "My condolences." Obviously he also knew the news.

"I want to go back to Fengjing."

"Useless."

Princess Qingyang showed some pain on her face.She knew that Fang Lan was telling the truth.

"Fang Lang also wants this country?"

Fang Lan smiled slightly, noncommittal.

"I married the Huns first, and then you. It was my parents' orders. The Huns died at the hands of my father, and Shan Yu died at my hands. When I marry you, it is my father who comforts you and monitors you at the same time."

Fang Lan waited for her to continue.

"I have been married to you for more than seven years, and I have never disclosed any information about your Fang family to my parents, including your ambitions and the power that can destroy you."

Fang Lan agreed with what she said: "You have always been a smart and respectable woman." It is precisely because she has never done anything wrong to her that she can give birth to Saburo safely.Otherwise, how could Fang Lan allow her to have a child?

Zhang Hui smiled slightly. She was seriously ill, and her smile was weak. No matter how you looked at it, it seemed perfunctory: "People say that Zhang Hui is smart and decisive, and I am a first-class strange woman. They don't know Fang Lang, you are the real one." You have the talent of latitude and longitude, and you also have the heart to be a hero, the world belongs to you, but it's just something in your pocket."

Fang Lan bent her lips: "Princess Miao Zan."

"A woman depends on her parents before she gets married, on her husband and son-in-law when she gets married, and on her son when she gets old." Zhang Hui took a breath slightly, "I am unlucky, born in troubled times; and I am lucky, born in troubled times."

Fang Lan stared at her quietly.

"If it weren't for the troubled times, I would have a healthy body, but I am destined to live an ordinary life. If it weren't for the troubled times, I, the daughter of a county magistrate, probably wouldn't be able to marry you."

Fang Lan was silent, Zhang Hui was telling the truth.The prosperous Fang family has been passed down for more than [-] years. It is a first-class famous clan. Zhang Huiruo is still the daughter of a county magistrate, so it is not qualified to be a maidservant in his family.

"My mother gave birth to me and Zhang Wen. Zhang Wen left early and has no children." Zhang Hui said slowly: "My mother is the only one left, and I will do my duty."

"Then……."

"I have made great contributions to Daqi, and I will post it for the rest of my life, not for the title of princess." Zhang Hui sneered slightly. After her father became emperor, there were many concubines and many children.Her mother, a virtuous helper, has become redundant, and his father despises and fears her.And she is nominally the emperor's favorite eldest daughter, but in fact, Princess Chang'an, born of Mrs. Li, is the emperor's favorite.

When the Xiongnu got married, what they wanted was Chang'an, the most beautiful among the emperor's daughters. As a result, his father was reluctant to part with Chang'an and changed her.

She knew it all along, but never said it.Her father doesn't need to think about the relationship between father and daughter, and she doesn't have to regard her as her father.She will do whatever she can and has been accumulating her own political capital.

From the day her father married her to the Huns, there was only winning or losing between them, and there was no friendship between them.

She accumulated her own political capital little by little, killed Shan Yu, disturbed the Huns, married Fang Lan, and took each step calmly.

If it wasn't for her body... Zhang Hui smiled wryly.

☆、Chapter 4

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