Ye Anqi looked around blankly.
She was lying in a luxurious, unfamiliar room.
Where is this?
Isn't she dead?
The events before she fainted were vividly clear to Ye Anqi.
Didn't she drink poisoned wine and die already?
As if knowing her thoughts, the maid explained proactively.
"Miss Ye, the poisoned wine you drank wasn't lethal, it just made you unconscious for two days. Now that you're awake, you're fine."
Ye Anqi looked at her, somewhat excited, "Am I really not dead?"
"Yes."
"Where's my child?" Ye Anqi tried to prop herself up, but her body was weak and limp.
She hadn't eaten for days, relying only on nutrient fluids to sustain life, naturally leaving her with no energy.
The maid replied, "The young master is not here. To see him, you'll need the master's permission. Do you want to eat something now?"
Ye Anqi was momentarily stunned.
She didn't know what Huangfu intended, but she was alive, which was a good thing.
