Dressed as Kangxi's concubine,
The one who was older than Kangxi,
Zhang gave birth to two daughters, both of whom died in infancy.
Zhang Ning, the boss of the apocalypse, touched his chin and decided to enjoy it.
Kangxi lived to be sixty-eight, and she lived to be eighty-eight.
When the time comes, he will have pear blossoms crushing the crabapples, and she will get a facial mask, foot bath and longevity package. Who will die first?
Taking advantage of the fact that his pockmarked face didn't have so many weird hobbies, Zhang Ning squeezed the purse in his hand and thought in his mind: raising two daughters will not be difficult.
Give her a dozen of the scenery beyond the Great Wall and the beauty of Jiangnan.
Good father Kangxi wouldn't mind taking her old person with him.
Everything is fine, but——
How come this girl was beaten and killed when she was born? He was born with great strength, could it be that Meng Po's soup was mixed with an antidote?
Let her go to the front line,
When dad is guarding the rear, does your conscience really not hurt?
Zhang Ning had no choice but to use all the wood powers he had accumulated on his daughter.
At the critical moment, you have to be reliable.
She didn't expect that, leaning on her daughter, she would reach the position of the noble concubine.
Even the next emperor became very close to her.
Zhang Ning blinked. What did she want to do in the first place?
Purpose: Strive for a better life
