As time passed, he told Qing'er about this matter less often than before.
Feng Tianyu sighed. "Qing'er, you must remember that everything I do is for your own good. Feng Rushuang is not as innocent as you think. Moreover, Noble Consort Rong is not a good mother as well."
As a child, Feng Rushuang was good. Even though the emperor had given all his attention to Qing'er, he did not treat Rushuang badly. However, she had grown up to be more manipulative and wicked. His last straw was when both the mother and daughter had managed to manipulate Qing'er to trust them wholeheartedly.
Looking at the new gray hair growing at Feng Tianyu's temples made her sad. "Father, I was immature and had made you worried. I won't let you down this time."
