"What time is it?"
As soon as she spoke, Jiang Wumei realized her voice was deathly hoarse. She instantly understood that she must have fallen ill overnight; no wonder she had been plagued by nightmares in her sleep.
"It is a quarter past seven in the evening, Your Ladyship. You ran a high fever in the middle of the night and have been unconscious for quite some time."
Chapter 68