They were in charge of being beautiful, and she was in charge of taking the hits.

"Your Highness, shall we pursue them?" Although they hadn't recovered from the shock, what could they do when he was the prince? What was wrong with having male and female favorites?

"No, let's find out who that woman is first. Although she's ordinary, the man next to her has an unusual air about him. He's probably involved in that matter."

"Yes."

When they were thinking about investigating Wu Ziyan and his group, Wu Ziyan and Han Yuxiu did not linger on the street. They went back and asked the captain of the guard to investigate the background of the "Ada" who had drunk with them.

Han Yuxiu sat in the carriage, still arguing with Wu Ziyan, not saying a word, his chest heaving violently, probably because he was upset that a man had taken a liking to him.

"Yu Xiu?"

"It's all your fault for insisting on getting involved in this mess!"

"But I think that man on the fourth floor is not simple; he must have some special identity."

"He is a prince of the Northern Desert. If you had to choose me, would you give me to him?"

"Huh? Of course not!" [Are you kidding me? Your life is tied to mine! Give it to him! Me, die?]

Hearing the satisfactory answer, Han Yuxiu smiled. It turned out that he was sitting opposite Wu Ziyan. Hearing her say that, he bent down and sat down next to Wu Ziyan. He no longer had the same reserve as before. After all, he had said those kinds of things in front of other men today.

This made Wu Ziyan feel rather uncomfortable. She grabbed her skirt with both hands and moved to the side. The coachman outside accidentally turned the corner, but he didn't turn fast enough, and the carriage bumped into a ditch.

With that sudden jolt, Wu Ziyan felt like she was about to fly. Her hands instinctively flailing about, she ended up grabbing Han Yuxiu's collar. Han Yuxiu also put his arm around her waist. Wu Ziyan looked at his face, hesitated for a long time, and finally said, "Thank you."

Both sides remained silent, feeling the temperature in the carriage suddenly rise, their faces turning red from the stuffiness. At this moment, the rain clouds gathering on the border began to rain, but it only lasted for a short while before turning into a sandstorm.

When they returned to the inn, they saw Boss Luo and the waiters reinforcing the doors and windows. Wu Ziyan didn't understand: "Why are you nailing boards to the windows?"

"My lord, judging from the sky, a storm is brewing. The Storm King marries several times a year, but this time it's a bit early. The boss told us to reinforce the doors and windows."

"Isn't the Northern Desert a grassland? Can it also experience storms?" "Oh, oh, then it needs to be reinforced."

They sat down at the table, and Wu Ziyan called over the captain of the guard team to tell him what had happened that day. Then he said to investigate the background of that "Ada".

"Or you would have said his name was Ada?"

"Yes, ah!" Wu Ziyan suddenly shouted loudly, startling them all.

She waved her hand: "Never mind, you wouldn't understand."

"The royal families of the Northern Desert all begin with the character 'A'. Their princess is called Afu, and there is also a prince whose name differs from Ada's by only one character, Adar."

"Their prince has come here and has homosexual tendencies. This country is doomed! We should investigate this thoroughly first."

"Yes, I will take your orders."

After sleeping all night, Wu Ziyan tried to open the window in the morning, but found that she couldn't open it. It seemed to be sucked in by a strong wind, and she could hear a loud whistling sound outside, so the wind must be very strong.

Wu Ziyan felt the temperature had dropped a few degrees. She grabbed her thick clothes, casually draped them over her shoulders, and went downstairs. The hotel guests were all in the lobby, looking worriedly out the window.

Through the crack in the window, she could see that the sky outside was yellow and dark, nothing like the clear blue sky she used to see. She looked around and realized that Han Yuxiu was not among the crowd. She had gotten up so late; surely Han Yuxiu couldn't have been up yet.

He knocked on Han Yuxiu's door, but the door wasn't locked from the inside. It opened with a push, and the blankets inside were neatly folded, indicating that they had already left. Come to think of it, he hadn't seen the boss and waiter downstairs either.

When he came downstairs again, he found Han Yuxiu and Boss Luo coming out of the kitchen, both covered in dust.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this sandstorm may be unusual and is expected to last for several days. Please stay here with peace of mind. Don't worry, the price will definitely not increase."

Those people all smiled on the surface; they were just businessmen passing through. If they were delayed for a day, the loss of gold could be a thousand taels or even ten thousand taels.

They started talking, "It usually comes later than other sandstorms, why is it earlier this year?"

"It's strange, even though it's a grassland nearby, a sandstorm is blowing in."

"Oh dear, if I don't get over here soon, I'm afraid this thing will be stuck with me for good."

"That's not the worst part. Every time a sandstorm comes, the water stays muddy for days. If you drink it, you might get diarrhea, or even die."

Wu Ziyan wasn't in the mood to listen to their gossip. She quickly walked up to Han Yuxiu and asked, "Where did you go? I was so worried about you."

"I went out with Boss Luo and the others to cover the well. This water is very precious. I'm afraid we won't be able to use those hot springs during this sandstorm."

"They're all big, burly women, what use are you, a man, to them?"

"The wind is too strong, I'll hold the door open for them," Han Yuxiu replied, dusting himself off.

On the other side, Silan Pavilion

"Your Highness, a storm has suddenly broken out. If one's health deteriorates, I'm afraid we won't be able to return to the capital."

"Have the local people on the border taken any protective measures?"

"This time, there was still time, but many people did not take protective measures, and I am afraid that the loss of cattle and sheep will be severe."

"They're all from the Northern Rong Kingdom, yet they don't even try to control the sand on their border. It keeps blowing sand this way towards us every year!"

"They're better off than us, but they don't want treatment. What can we do?" "Yes, yes."

"Yesterday I asked you to investigate their information. Did you get any results?"

Dulan shook his head. It was only one night, and the storm started in the middle of the night. Who would want to investigate?

I want to know tonight.

"Your Highness, it's too windy outside, we can't go out."

Adar looked at them coldly, but hearing the howling wind outside, he didn't say anything. Going out now would definitely get them swept away.

Sima Lingchuan on the Road

He wanted to open the carriage curtain to look at the sky over the place he had left. It was now a dark, yellowish-black expanse, and he couldn't help but feel nervous. He didn't need to worry about whether Wu Ziyan would have any problems, but clearly, his worries were unnecessary.

Wu Ziyan stood on a stool and sat down at a table. She called several women to join her at the table and handed out a handful of melon seeds to each of them: "One melon seed is worth ten coins. The game we're going to play next is called Dou Dizhu (Landlord). The rules are..."

The group nodded blankly, seemingly understanding but not quite. Han Yuxiu wondered how Wu Ziyan's head was structured, always brimming with so many ingenious ideas.

The room was quickly modified, with some curved and bend symbols drawn on the leaf plate. None of the people present recognized them. Wu Ziyan pointed to the letters: "JQK, you know, ghost, that's the biggest clown, 2 is the second biggest, understand?"

Why is two considered more important than three? What's the underlying principle?

"Oh, don't worry about it, you'll know after playing one game."