"What contribution can I make?" Shen Xihe was left at a loss whether to laugh or cry. She had not made any substantial contribution to the people of Dengzhou until now, and the grain stored by Hua Fuhai and Qi Pei had not yet been delivered to the people.
"If I say there is, then it is there." Xiao Huayong lifted her feet onto her legs, which had already been covered with a quick-drying cloth. He closed the two ends of the delicate and soft cloth and wrapped her feet. He covered her feet with his powerful hands and wiped the water stains with a moderate force.
Then he picked her up horizontally and carried her to the bed, holding her shoulders to prevent her from getting up: "Rest for a while, Pearl and the others will be able to join us tomorrow."
After tucking in the quilt for her, Xiao Huayong turned around to clean the house.
Through the screen, Shen Xihe could see his figure bending over to fetch water by turning his head, and he couldn't help but be stunned.
How could there be such a man in this world? Normally he is so noble as if he is sitting high on the clouds. When ordinary people see him, they probably think that he should not eat grains and is like a banished immortal.
In fact, his noble status allows him to be untainted by worldly things, but he is full of the flavor of fireworks and is so lively that people can't find any sense of distance between them. He is different from all the guys she has known before.
Shen Xihe used an extremely critical eye to try to find any flaws or defects in him, but she found that apart from his childish stubbornness at times, she couldn't find anything that was intolerable to her.
This perfect and unreal person, yet he makes her feel like he is flesh and blood, is extremely contradictory.
Maybe it was because of the cold-dispelling herbs, but Shen Xihe felt sleepy and fell asleep in a daze.
Xiao Huayong said he would take care of the matter. Shen Xihe did not ask him how to intervene, but he did not stop collecting information about the current situation in Dengzhou.
Zhenzhu and the others did not follow them. In order to avoid being noticed, Shen Xihe and Xiao Huayong did not bring any guards to follow them secretly. However, Shen Xihe still had his own channels, but the news would come more slowly.
The next day, the Crown Prince and his wife, escorted by Prince Xin, entered the city. The common people who had stayed indoors could not help but smile. They had no way to deal with the weather that left them no chance of survival, and all their hopes were pinned on that illusory strange stone.
Since the strange stone that fell from the sky said that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince could calm the heavy rain, they naturally believed it. So when His Royal Highness the Crown Prince entered the city, they all wanted to line the streets to welcome him and set off firecrackers to celebrate.
Xiao Changqing and others were arranged to stay at the post station, which was about two quarters of an hour's walk from where Xiao Huayong and others were staying.
"How do we get back?" Shen Xihe asked Xiao Huayong, thinking that he must have made arrangements.
Xiao Changqing must have known that the people he escorted were fake, and perhaps he had guessed Xiao Huayong's bad intentions. Although Xiao Changyan's caution had prevented him from suffering along the way, he might have felt uncomfortable. It was understandable that he guarded against them strictly and did not allow them to be replaced back.
"Wait." Xiao Huayong uttered a word with a smile on his lips.
At noon, Shen Xihe did not expect such a heavy rain. The "Prince and Princess" were able to get rid of Xiao Changqing and come to a restaurant not far from where they stayed. This restaurant accommodated the people affected by the disaster.
Xiao Huayong took Shen Xihe to change their clothes and entered the restaurant from the back door. Under the cover of the restaurant owner, they easily switched with their stand-in. As soon as they switched, they heard the noisy and bustling sounds outside.