When Zhao Wanxi looked around carefully, she found that the girl not only had the same body weight as herself, but also had the appearance of Ouyang Huajing.

However, Ouyang Huajing is ambitious, and her face is born from her heart. She doesn't feel like this girl at all.

The people in front of us are so cheerful that we still keep our proper sense of propriety, which makes us not feel boring.

Dare to pretend to be the enemy and go deep into the tiger's den, it is really not ordinary people.

"Are you Yu Lin Wei?"

"Yes, madam "Dark guard."

“…… All right

She lost.

"Are you the man of Mu Si?"

"No, the maid followed Lord Huang Qi."

It's still smiling. It's not a cold, expressionless face because it's dark Wei.

You can see that the little girl's temperament is still very lively. After that, she is afraid of being looked down upon. She tries her best to hold her chest, a little conceited.

"But madam, don't feel that I'm a lot worse than him. In fact, if I really do it, I won't be far behind."

"Seriously?"

"Naturally."

If it wasn't for their identities, Zhao Wanxi would have thought that she would have heard gossip.

Before days of heavy rain, not to mention the place next to, even in Beijing, have suffered no small impact.

Fortunately, with the situation calming down and the weather clearing up, everything is gradually getting better.

But this kind of good, also limited to the emperor's feet.

As the distance from the capital gets farther and farther, the impact of the natural disaster is gradually revealed.

Not only that, but also the climate is getting colder and colder.

Had not entered the Xi City boundary, just arrived the Dongjiang River upstream, unexpectedly also drenched several light rain.

When I left Beijing, the weather was already very good and the sun was shining, which also dispelled the haze in the hearts of the people. Unexpectedly, the situation was not the same at this distance.

Nestled in the carriage, Zhao Wanxi allowed Li'er to help her fasten her cloak and prepare a handstove for her. Naturally, it was too cold.

But one person can't represent all. The more so, the more worried she is.

The middle and lower reaches of the Dongjiang River, especially the surrounding areas with Xicheng as the center, were originally hit by the disaster. Now, coupled with the sudden drop in temperature, I'm afraid the situation in Xicheng is not so good.

On such a day, without the sun, people feel depressed. I'm afraid that good people can get sick.

In addition to the displacement of the people, I am afraid that the burden on Leng Jun's shoulders is even heavier.

Obviously, other people's thoughts are also heavy, and the group has gradually lost even their words and just moved forward in silence.

During this period, Leng junao got on the carriage and wrote several secret letters. Seeing the wrinkles on his forehead deepen, Zhao Wanxi did not know how to comfort him except for her silent support.

Almost all of them are psychologically prepared to arrive at the boundary of Xi City and witness the displacement of the people.

As a result, unexpectedly, before reaching the destination, he first encountered an accident.

Dongjiang has a circuitous terrain. It starts from Huaxian mountain hundreds of miles away from Nanlin capital in the west, passes through silage and Cangzhou. It is close to huxiaguan at the junction of Xiqi in the middle and upper reaches, and then goes back to Xicheng as the downstream.

Finally, it enters the sea through Guancheng canal.

Because of this, the test of the river becomes more and more severe.