The Emperor slowly sat down while supporting his weight on the coffee table. A bitter taste spread from his mouth to his heart.
Feng Yang was already 68 years old. She was close to 70 years old, even older than the previous Emperor. It was actually not very sudden for her lifespan to be at its end. The Emperor was already mentally prepared.
However…
The Emperor rubbed the space between his eyebrows and recalled the scene of Feng Yang fainting just now. He asked in a hoarse voice, "Yanfei, why did she suddenly faint today?"
"Is she sick?"
After asking, the Emperor immediately rejected it himself. "No, she's not sick."
Gu Yanfei had just checked Feng Yang's pulse and given her acupuncture. If she was sick, the next step would be to talk about Feng Yang's illness and the treatment plan for her, not a simple sentence: Her lifespan is coming to an end.
