Shi Qingluo followed the deputy general to the Third Prince's room.
When she entered, she saw him leaning on the bed, his face still pale.
Liang Hengxiao heard footsteps and looked up.
He smiled at Shi Qingluo. "You're here."
He had already heard from the deputy general how Shi Qingluo had come.
After listening to it, he felt that it was unreal. He even deliberately pinched himself, afraid that he was dreaming.
However, it was obviously true.
Shi Qingluo walked over to the chair opposite him and sat down. "How do you feel?"
"Much better," Liang Hengxiao replied. "It's all thanks to your husband's antidote. If I can get out of here safe and sound, I'll definitely repay you."
Although he was dizzy, he was conscious. He struggled but could not wake up. That feeling was too painful.
So he was really grateful to Xiao Hanzheng who had saved him from that state.
