Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
âCough... â Feng Tianyu lifted his fingers and gently wiped away his little daughterâs tears, with a soft smile he said, âDonât worry Qingâer, Iâm okay. Itâs an old ailment. Iâll be fine after taking some rests.â
Eunuch Liu couldnât stand it anymore. He walked to Feng Ruqingâs side and sighed. âYour Highness, since the empressâs death, His Majesty has been mentally and physically exhausted. His Majesty is getting worse year after year, if it werenwasnât for the princess, His Majesty would probably...â
âLin Zhenyun, youâre crossing the line!â Feng Tianyu stood up straight with some difficulty, his eyes were filled with solemnity. âYou may leave now. â
âYes, Your Majesty.â
Eunuch Lin dared not say any more. He swished his hossu, bowed, and left.
The Hall of Supreme Harmony quietened down.
Feng Tianyuâs hands gently caressed the young girlâs face. âQingâer, Iâve been hiding from you all the time. Since youâre grown up and have become more sensible now, Iâll have to let you know that thereâs something you need to understand. Or else, if I suddenly leave you someday without letting you know first... it will bring you more... disadvantages...â
His voice was soft. His eyes were gentle, and the stern attitude toward the ministers earlier was gone.
Feng Ruqingâs heart skipped a beat, her eyes looked hard but calm. âIâll never let you go!â
If Feng Ruqing wanted to save someone, no one could take them away from her!
âQingâer... â Feng Tianyu smiled bitterly. âI know my body well more than anyone. Watching how you have confronted those ministers with ease today, I believe that handing over the power to you in the future... you will be capable of handling the situation. Besides, your grandfather and uncle will give you a helping hand, which makes me feel relieved...â
âFather!â Feng Ruqingâs voice trembled.
There should be a way to cure her father, but she got the message that her father did not want to live any longer simply from his tone.
Yes.
Feng Tianyu... did not want to live anymore.
âQingâer, listen to me.â Feng Tianyu held Feng Ruqingâs shoulder tightly, with a serious look and knitted brows. âYour mother didnât die of childbirth, in fact... she was killed...â
Feng Ruqing had already known that long ago, but it was the first time Nalan Zhangqian realized what had happened. His heart trembled as he looked at Feng Tianyu in disbelief.
âYour Majesty, Yanâer... she was killed?â
How could it be?
Yanâer was so strong. How could anyone... kill her in the palace?
Recalling what had happened sixteen years ago, Feng Tianyu slowly closed his eyes, as if in pain.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âOn that fateful day, I wanted to be by her side when she gave birth to you, but someone strong snuck into the palace, and I had to face them myself. By the time I returned... Yanâer was already... dead... â
For this matter, Feng Tianyu had blamed himself for sixteen years. If he had not left Yanâerâs side, perhaps Yanâer would still be alive.
Even when the massacre happened in the palace, he should have stayed by Yanâerâs side and not go anywhere nor care for anyone no matter what they would do. He should not have left Yanâer...
These were all his fault!
âSomeone strong snuck into the palace? Why is it Father and I... never knew about this?â Nalan Zhangqian slowly closed his eyes. He clenched his fists, his body trembled. He felt a flame burning inside his chest.
During that year, the frontier was in turmoil, so he and his father had to guard it, and could not return to the palace. Finally, when they returned to the imperial city, they had received news about her death...