"Han and Hungary have already concluded an alliance, shouldn't we be honest with each other?" Zhaojun, with tears in his eyes and emotional, knelt in front of the Empress Dowager.
"Being honest doesn't mean that I, the Han Dynasty, should become blind or deaf. Do you think Hu Hanxie didn't have an informant in my Han Dynasty and at the border? He just didn't tell you." The Empress Dowager looked majestic.
"I am his wife, I cannot betray him." Zhaojun shed tears of pain.
"Zhaojun, I want you to swear to God to cultivate pro-Han forces in the Xiongnu; if one day the Chanyu attacks the Han Dynasty, you must do your best to dissuade him! Remember, this is your mission!"
Zhaojun was originally an innocent and pure Xiaojiabiyu, but she was fatefully involved in the political whirlpool of the Han and Hungarian administrations in the Western Regions. She was caught between love and mission. Where should she go?
Purpose: Feelings of family and country