An hour later, she woke the three of them for lunch.
In the afternoon, she let the other three continue catching up on sleep while Su Qiao went out for a stroll.
But she could not find Liu Jianfang.
That fellow had probably realized the situation was bad and run off.
Su Qiao also made dinner. After the meal, she taught the father and son to write for a while and read for a while, then heated some water and took a bath.
Seeing Su Qiao enter her room, the old man hurriedly gave his son a push. "Jing He, go on."
It had been fine when they slept in separate rooms before, but now that everything was settled, how could they continue sleeping apart?
If they kept sleeping apart, where would this daughter come from?
Qi Jinghe pressed his lips together and went straight to Su Qiao's room.
Su Qiao was currently tending to her hair, which had only just grown long enough to smooth out. When she turned and saw him, she was somewhat surprised.
Qi Jinghe sat down on the edge of the bed with a flushed face. "I only came to remind you that the news of your survival might not stay hidden. You need to make plans early."
"Are you worried about me?"
Su Qiao moved closer with a bright smile.
Qi Jinghe felt a rush of heat surge straight to his head and shifted away slightly.
"Hmph. If you hadn't died, Yue'er would have been without a mother. Otherwise, I couldn't be bothered to remind you."
"Heh heh. If Yue'er were without a mother, wouldn't you also be without a wife?"
Qi Jinghe was confused. "Wife?"
"That means Husband Master."
"I knew you were concerned about me. I'm very happy."
After spending one trip