The Princess gazed at the vast expanse of land, as if piercing through time, she saw another figure, tall and strapping.
He too had said, that once the child was born, they would find a secluded place, plant orchards, and live a simple life, just the three of them.
Unfortunately, that was a dream that could never be fulfilled.
Zhang Xiaoying sighed silently.
She was no expert in psychology; even with her excellent medical skills, she couldn't cure the Princess's psychological burden.
She could only hope that Aqian would help her let go of her obsessions.
After autumn arrived, it became cold in the capital, and the Princess didn't stay outside for too long before being wheeled back in by Feng Momma.
The servants in the villa began to talk about the Princess.
In their eyes, the Princess was a good Master, never harsh to her servants, and even if they made mistakes, as long as they didn't cross the line, she would not punish them.