Princess too Young, Prince too Old

"Daddy, I know I shouldn't leave my father alone in Gannan alone, but Dad ... What should Dad do when he starts to rest? He is only two years old! I am his mother, I ca n’t Watching him die! Dad! My brother lost his life in Gannan when he was two years old? Dad, dad, I was terribly scared every day and night! I was afraid that the next attack would take my life off ... he ... he's still so small ... "Fang Zhenli wailed crying, her thin fingers clenched into fists, and slammed the cold floor tiles," Daddy, I can't let Shixiu be sick again! Dad, Xixiu He can't be sick again! I can't stand it anymore! Father, please let me go! Please, please! "

"Jinli, you ... you go back to take care of Xixiu first, and let me talk to Mr. Zheng." Fang Ze caressed his daughter's disheveled hair and said dumbly.

His daughter is only twenty-five years old. It should be the age of her daughter's family. How could he watch her daughter wither early?

he can not.

How can he?

"Yes, yes, I'm calling Mr. Zheng." Fang Zhenli, who heard Amnesty, was too busy to get up from the ground, and ran away while wiping her tears. Only then did Fang Zeduan see that her daughter was actually Bare feet, for a while, old tears.

What are their lives over the years?

Is this still a life? !!

In the past, he was uncontested, unselfish and fearless. He was worthy of the gods above his head, but what did he get?

He is loyal to his patriot, and the sun and the moon can be learned, but what has his loyal king done to him?

Not only did he **** his son-in-law, but now he has to persecute her daughter and take away his grandson!

How could there be such a ruthless king? He had been loyal to him for so many years.

It's ridiculous and ridiculous!

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When Zheng Zuoyang came in, Fang Zeduan had already relented. He sat silently on the teacher's chair, his eyes were silent and his energy was strong.

"Master Fang, Miss Fang just said, would you like to talk to me?" Zheng Zuoyang walked to Fang Ze's end face and bowed.

"Mr. Zheng, sit down and talk." Fang Ze Duan pointed to the chair opposite.

Zheng Zuoyang sat down and didn't talk in a hurry. He looked around the room. The furniture in this room was very simple and old. The chairs under him were all painted. At this time, there was even a brazier in the room. No, no one would believe that this is the residence of the prefecture of Gannan prefecture, nor is it because Fang Zeduan lived alone and did not pay attention to it, or Fang Zeduan is really clean, Zheng Zuoyang thought, no matter what the reason, it is not bad.

"Mr. Zheng, what you mentioned to me last time, can you send your little girl and grandson to Guangxi? Are you still counting?" Half a while later, Fang Zeduan looked at Zheng Zuoyang and said slowly.

"Naturally, the junior thinks he is still a gentleman. It is inevitable that he can't chase himself after a while," Zheng Zuoyang said in a busy way, "It seems Master Zheng has figured it out now?"

Fang Ze nodded: "Grandchildren's condition is repeated, it is really inappropriate to stay in Gannan."

"Gannan is really not a good place to raise disease, but Guangxi is different. The mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the seasons are like spring. It is most suitable for curing disease," Zheng Zuoyang nodded, and sighed. And will not suffer so many sins. "

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