An'an's words made Xiaoxiao's heart skip a beat. Thinking about it, it's true. How long has Little Liufu been sleeping?
From the time that sister-in-law gave birth until now, he's been asleep. Thinking back to the noise during childbirth, the baby's cries, the brother's shouts, and the sounds of the crowd later, Little Liufu has remained in this state and has never woken up.
The more Xiaoxiao thought about it, the more scared she became. Could it really be what she was thinking?
Is it time? Did the poison in his body act up?
At this thought, she went crazy, banging on the front window of the carriage and shouting, "Husband, husband, stop the carriage quickly."
"Sis, what's wrong?" An'an asked worriedly, seeing Xiaoxiao's state.
But Xiaoxiao couldn't care less about An'an. Her mind was full of the fear that Little Liufu might have been poisoned.
Hearing his wife's cries, Yang Ming hurriedly pulled the carriage over to the side.
