Feng Tianyu Spat Blood III

"Cough… " Feng Tianyu lifted his fingers and gently wiped away his little daughter's tears, with a soft smile he said, "Don't worry Qing'er, I'm okay. It's an old ailment. I'll be fine after taking some rests."

Eunuch Liu couldn't stand it anymore. He walked to Feng Ruqing's side and sighed. "Your Highness, since the empress's death, His Majesty has been mentally and physically exhausted. His Majesty is getting worse year after year, if it werenwasn't for the princess, His Majesty would probably…"

"Lin Zhenyun, you're crossing the line!" Feng Tianyu stood up straight with some difficulty, his eyes were filled with solemnity. "You may leave now. "

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Eunuch Lin dared not say any more. He swished his hossu, bowed, and left.

The Hall of Supreme Harmony quietened down.