After marrying the fierce god, her handsome young husband was pampered to the extreme.

The urgent report stated that in the Jiangzhou region of the south, heavy rains had been falling for more than half a month, causing disasters in many of the subordinate counties and districts, and that refugees were beginning to gather and head north.

"Your Majesty, I believe that funds should be allocated immediately for disaster relief."

"Displaced people have already gathered in Jiangzhou and even on the borders of Youzhou. If the group expands, it may be difficult to control. I believe that troops should be dispatched to suppress them and prevent unrest!"

"Lord Yan, these refugees are all citizens of our Great Yin. They are already suffering from the merciless natural disaster and are in dire straits. They are unaware of the local situation. Is it inappropriate to send troops at this time?"

"Lord Li, you must make a decisive decision! What will you do if the displaced people riot?"

The two adults held their own opinions and argued fiercely.

Yin Cheng couldn't leave, couldn't understand what was being said, and was feeling drowsy.

The two adults' argument was extremely soporific. When Yin Cheng was woken up by the emperor, it was already evening.

Yin Cheng rubbed his eyes. The two officials were no longer in the imperial study. He yawned. "Is it over?"

The emperor, enraged, pinched his arm again. "You still have the mind to sleep?"

"Everyone has their own expertise, brother. I'm not good at dealing with people's livelihood issues," Yin Cheng said weakly, rubbing his arm that had been pinched. "We military generals don't know anything about flood control."

The emperor dropped a bombshell: "But I have already decided to send you to Jiangzhou for disaster relief."

Yin Cheng's previously dazed eyes instantly cleared. "Me, me?"

"Perfect timing. You've spent most of your time in the north; go and see the customs and culture of the south," the emperor said. "Besides disaster relief, I need you to do something for me on this trip to Jiangzhou."

Yin Cheng said, "Tell me about it."

"There is a letter I need you to deliver to the Lord of Whitewater City in person."

Baishui City is located deep in the mountains outside the border of Jiangzhou. A magnificent and huge rock castle was built on a towering cliff.

There are rumors that the people of Baishui City can bring the dead back to life and heal the wounded, making them extremely mysterious.

Yin Cheng looked somewhat bewildered. "Why not just send a messenger?"

The emperor's expression was somewhat unnatural, but his tone was very serious, "No, this letter must be delivered to the Lord of Baishui City by you personally."

"Alright," Yin Cheng said. "After I go to Jiangzhou, you have to keep an eye on Lin Nian for me. If she marries someone else, I'll make a scene."

He added, "The kind that's really fierce."

The emperor was both amused and exasperated. "Alright, alright, I understand."

"You need to take this to heart," Yin Cheng cautioned with some unease. "Otherwise, I'll hang myself at Zhengyang Gate in the middle of the night."

Let all the civil and military officials attending the morning court the next day see the broken brotherhood between us.

"If you continue to be so shameless, I will punish you with a beating."

Yin Cheng obediently shut his mouth.

The emperor seemed hesitant as he picked up his pen. He glanced at his carefree younger brother, who was slumped in his chair with his head tilted back, and made a decision in his heart.

He wrote the letter, sealed it with sealing wax, and carefully handed it to Yin Cheng.

"This letter must not be seen by anyone other than the Lord of Whitewater City," the Emperor said solemnly.

Yin Cheng got up from the chair, took the envelope and stuffed it into his clothes. "Don't worry about me handling things."

The emperor said, "Tomorrow morning at court, I will send several officials in charge of flood control and disaster relief to accompany you to Jiangzhou. I don't expect you to learn how to handle state affairs. Just deliver this letter."

"Oh." Yin Cheng rubbed his stomach, looking at his brother with a wronged expression. "I'm hungry."

The emperor sighed, "Go and tell Xiao Anzi to prepare the meal."

The imperial kitchen staff had already received the news. Based on past experience, Prince Cheng would definitely stay for a meal when he came to the palace, so they prepared a large table of dishes that Prince Cheng liked.

The emperor looked at the table full of sweet and sour flavors and felt his cheeks ache.

Looking at his younger brother, who was engrossed in eating, he somewhat worriedly instructed, "This letter must not be seen by anyone except the Lord of Whitewater City, understand?"

"I've remembered, I've remembered, you've said it several times already," Yin Cheng said. "Don't worry, as long as I'm here, my faith will prevail."

Because he had an envelope in his arms, and the heavy rain had not stopped, Yin Cheng obediently took the sedan chair back to his residence.

When the servants heard that he was about to go to Jiangzhou for disaster relief, they gathered together and wept bitterly.

"Waaah, the prince just returned from the northern border, and now he's going to Jiangzhou. There are so many officials in the court, why did they have to choose our prince?"

"That's right, aren't Lord Wang and Lord Li both experts in flood control? Our Prince has only been back for a few days, and he's already leaving again."

"Waaah..."

Yin Cheng had a headache from the noise. "I'll be back in three months at most."

He was fine when he didn't speak, but once he opened his mouth, even Jingyi started crying.

Yin Cheng thought numbly that every time he left the capital, these young men would cry, and they didn't seem to mind.

The imperial edict for disaster relief was issued the following morning after the court session. The imperial envoy Zhao Su was in charge, and Prince Yin Cheng accompanied him.

Yin Cheng was somewhat surprised. He thought that Li Fu and Yan Wen, who had been summoned to the palace for consultation, would be dispatched. He did not expect that the person dispatched in the end would be Zhao Su, an unknown fourth-rank official.

The rain lasted for three days, and it only stopped on the day I left Beijing.

The people of Prince Cheng's mansion were reluctant to part with him, fearing that the prince had suffered hardships outside. There were as many as twenty carriages to carry his food, clothing and other necessities.

Yin Cheng's vision blurred, and he said with difficulty, "Mirror Robe, isn't this too extravagant and wasteful?"

Jingyi said matter-of-factly, "This is hardly extravagance. There are only twenty carriages; they can't carry anything."

"I'm going to provide disaster relief, not go on a picnic. Take it back with me."

Jingyi stamped her foot. "Your Highness!"

Yin Cheng said without room for argument, "Take it back."

Jingyi had no choice but to settle for second best and stuffed all the silver notes into Yin Cheng's hand, saying, "Take these silver notes with you. Buy whatever you want to eat on the road. Don't worry about the money. Our estate is doing quite well."

"Alright, I understand." Yin Cheng mounted his horse. "You can go back now."

Xiao Jiu'er said anxiously, "Your Highness, please be careful."

Several young servants waved goodbye reluctantly.

Yin Cheng nodded and rode his horse to catch up with the advancing group.

At the same time, a carriage emerged from the Peach Blossom Mountain Villa and passed by the city gate, just as it brushed past the disaster relief team.

Prince Yu gently patted Lin Nian's hand, "Don't worry, I think Cheng'er has explained things to your family."

Lin Nian nodded obediently, but her thoughts drifted away.

He pursed his lips, thinking somewhat unhappily, "If this man is so capable, able to fly around in the sky, why hasn't he come to visit me at the villa these past few days..."

The carriage stopped at the entrance of the Lin residence. The gatekeeper, upon seeing his young master, scrambled to fetch him.

"My son!"

Ye Qingyu ran out, lifting her skirt, not even caring about the front door, and hugged Lin Nian tightly, saying, "You've suffered, my child."

It was also Prince Yu's intention not to go directly into the Lin residence.

He had already arranged for people to be in the vicinity, just waiting to spread the word so that Yin Shun couldn't use Lin Nian's disappearance as a pretext.

When Lin Nian saw her father, her eyes were a little red, but she didn't forget the words she had discussed with Prince Yu.

"Little father, I'm fine. It was Prince Yu who saw that I was lost and kindly brought me back to the manor. I've been staying at the prince's villa for the past few days."