"Greetings, Your Majesty!"
When Yin Fengqi arrived at the Qing Mansion, everyone in the mansion hurriedly knelt down.
Yin Fengqi followed his instincts directly to Yin Qing's room.
He was quite worried that something might have happened to Yin Qing.
Yin Qing was Yin Fengqi's youngest daughter, and she had congenital health issues since birth. She couldn't cultivate, and even her lifespan was continuously diminishing, which worried Yin Fengqi greatly.
He tried all sorts of methods and even sought help from many experts, but everyone who examined her said there was nothing they could do.
Yin Fengqi felt helpless and only wished that his youngest daughter wouldn't suffer too much in her passing.
However, things didn't go as he wished, especially this year, as Yin Qing's condition worsened. It was visibly clear that she had lost her vitality, spending most of her time sleeping without knowing when she might not wake up again.
