The two walked down the stairs side by side, heading downstairs for breakfast.
Jian Rang and Shi Qingning looked at Ye Qingci with concern.
Shi Qingning asked, "Cici, how are you feeling? If you're uncomfortable, just rest in bed, and I'll have the servants bring your meals up."
"Mom, the medicine I applied is really effective; it doesn't hurt at all now," Ye Qingci walked a few steps, "Look, there's no problem at all."
"That's good to hear," Shi Qingning said with a smile. "From now on, both you and Ah Chu need to be careful. Don't rely on being young and neglect to take care of yourselves. You should know that your skin and flesh were given to you by your parents; injuries on you, pain in your parents' hearts."
"I got it, Mom," Ye Qingci obediently replied, "Ah Chu and I will be more careful in the future."
