The next early morning, Qi Qingyao was shaken awake by the children. All three of the cute babies were hungry.
Qi Qingyao enjoyed sleeping in in her past life. When she was woken from her slumber forcefully, the first thing she did was check the man by the clay stove after she gave a good yawn. The man was still unconscious but his lips were not so black anymore as they now had a slight shade of red. This meant that the poison was slowly purging.
It looked like she had to boil another pot of medicine today!
It was until the third afternoon that there was movement by the clay stove after Qi Qingyuan had cleared the snow from the courtyard and was having some fish soup with the three babies by the short table. Qi Qingyuan flew next to him like the wind and reacted the moment the man opened his eyes.
"You're finally awake."
When Jiang Yeqian's eyes opened, they looked blank and in a daze. It seemed like he was not fully conscious.
