1895
Yuan Hongcheng looked worried: "Father, how are you feeling?"
"It's nothing serious now." The Emperor of Xilin took the ginseng soup handed over by a palace maid and drank a sip, finally feeling alive again: "This headache of mine has been getting more frequent lately, what does the Imperial Physician say?"
"The Imperial Physician says Your Majesty's headache is due to overexertion. Can you stop overworking yourself for the sake of your imperial health?" Empress Xue's voice was filled with deep concern and plea, and as she spoke, tears fell from her eyes.
"I'm fine now, stop crying, it pains me to see it." The Emperor gently wiped the tears off Empress Xue's face: "I promise you, in the future, I won't overwork anymore. I'll let the Crown Prince handle the affairs, is that alright?"
"Your Majesty, you must keep your word!" Empress Xue broke into a smile through her tears and coquettishly said, "Take good care of your imperial health, then I wouldn't have to worry so much."
