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

"I've already booked a room here, you guys go back, I have another show to attend." Fang Yuerong put his arm around a girl right in front of Wu Ziyan, his eyes open and unabashed.

The shock to Han Yuxiu was immense; he almost couldn't resist pointing his finger at him, but then he thought, what did it have to do with him?

Wu Ziyan squinted at Fang Yuerong for a while: "Oh~ really? Then Young Master Fang should take care of his health!" Then she smiled slightly, stood up, took Han Yuxiu's wrist, and prepared to walk out.

Seeing this from the side, Yue'er was anxious and quickly went forward to pull Fang Yuerong up: "My young master! Of the four classes of people, merchants, and artisans, merchants are the lowest in status, yet you are still playing here!"

He exclaimed "Oh dear!", stood up, walked over, and affectionately pinched Yue'er's nose: "You know so much." Then he turned and waved to the beauties: "Well, I have something to do at home today, I'll come again next time. My dear sisters and beauties."

They all laughed from the bottom of their hearts, hoping he could really come again next time, because they would be willing to do ten shows a day for this simple singing, playing instruments and eating and drinking party.

At this moment, Wu Ziyan had already reached the first floor. Han Yuxiu broke free from her hand and asked, "Do you still prefer someone like Young Master Fang?"

"I like them all." Wu Ziyan smiled slightly, his expression rather indifferent. A smart man should know when to be charming to the most effect. Right now, Wu Ziyan was preoccupied with important matters.

Fang Yuerong walked downstairs slowly behind her: "Miss Ziyan, you really don't know how to enjoy life. You have this big house to live in, but you insist on going back to the small inn."

Wu Ziyan clenched her fists. [Damn it, this is what rich people are like!] "I'm willing."

The three of them boarded the carriage, closed their eyes and remained silent. They arrived at Luo's Inn without saying a word. Wu Ziyan had already booked a room for Fang Yuerong.

Fang Yuerong went to his room, which was quite large and had a good view from the window. He nodded in satisfaction, it seemed that Wu Ziyan understood him quite well.

He then noticed a note on the table that read, "The debt is on your head." He crumpled the note into a ball and tossed it casually into a nearby bin.

"Yue'er, go and invite Wu Ziyan to my room."

"What can't you buy with money? Taking the initiative only makes you look cheap."

"My lord, can't you take the initiative a little more?"

Having no other option, Yue'er went to find Wu Ziyan and told her that their young master invited him to sit in his room. After Han Yuxiu returned to the inn, he went to find the landlady again. They were quite familiar with each other, probably because of his mother's relationship with her.

Han Yuxiu walked into the kitchen, which was quite spacious. He saw the proprietress and the head chef looking worried. "Why do you both look so worried?"

The head chef sighed, "The water supply has dried up!"

The proprietress also sighed, not wanting to go. The last time the water dried up because it was overloaded, it was decades ago, when she was only three years old. She only heard about those horrific things from the old folks.

I never expected her to encounter this; it's likely to be another illness or disaster.

Han Yuxiu didn't react at first, wondering who was crying. He finally realized that there was no water left.

This is a matter of utmost importance. Without food, we can hold out for five or six days, but without water, this city probably won't last even two days.

Of course he had to tell Wu Ziyan about such a big thing. As he came out of the kitchen, he saw Wu Ziyan closing the door and heading to Fang Yuerong's room.

He had an indescribable feeling in his heart, but he felt that Wu Ziyan must have something important to discuss with Fang Yuerong. After hesitating for a long time, he stopped. Who knew that Wu Ziyan saw him.

"Yu Xiu, come up here. We have something to discuss."

Han Yuxiu immediately laughed.

Pushing open the door, Fang Yuerong sat at the table, propping her head up with her hand. She slightly raised her eyelids and looked at the two people who had entered: "Yue'er, close the door and serve tea."

"Oh dear, young master, we're lucky to have any tea, just some plain water." Three cups were placed in front of them, and water was poured from the pot.

Fang Yuerong tapped her fingers lightly on the table rhythmically, but Han Yuxiu was getting impatient. He and Fang Yuerong spoke at the same time, almost in unison, "There's no water."

After they finished speaking, the two of them looked at each other, wondering how the other knew. Only Wu Ziyan was stunned: "Just ask someone to make another pot."

Both of them laughed, and then explained that there was no water in the area. Wu Ziyan was silent for a while, and then his expression suddenly became very serious. No water? People would die!

Seeing that she had reacted, the two of them waited to see what she would say, and suddenly became very wary. They glanced at Yue'er, and Fang Yuerong nodded. He still trusted his people.

"This is no small matter. It's okay if you haven't slept for a day or two, but if you haven't slept for several days, you'll definitely panic. It's best to check now which wells are still producing water."

"Yes, that's right. How many people did Miss Ziyan bring this time?"

Wu Ziyan grinned and held up one finger. This time, she only brought a team of guards with her, and there were no other people. The general at the border knew her identity, but these people were not under her command.

"I think we should take a step back."

"This……"

"I'm afraid you can't leave now. We know there's no water, and many other people know it too. Besides, you flaunted your wealth so much when you came, as if you were afraid people wouldn't know you're a rich man. You'll be the first one they target."

Wu Ziyan was telling the truth. After that, money couldn't buy life. He had the foresight to buy ten vats of water during the day, but that would only last for one day.

Meanwhile, at Silan Pavilion, they also discovered that the water level had dropped significantly and was no longer sufficient to supply the residents in the building.

At that time, Adal received news that many cattle and sheep on the border had died from a mysterious epidemic. It was said that this epidemic could also be transmitted from livestock to humans, and the symptoms were similar to febrile diseases, with fever lasting for a few days, and people would die in a daze.

The outbreak started at the very beginning of the sandstorm, and many people have already died. Dulan is very worried about the urgent border situation.

Also, it's because Adal is still here. If something happens to His Highness of the Royal Family, this lowly border general wouldn't have enough heads to be chopped off.

It's estimated that soon that gust of wind will reach them, and since there's no water, it will truly be a hellish scene.

"Your Highness, in that case, it would be safer for you to ride back to the capital as soon as possible."

"That won't do, Young Master Yu Xiu is still here."

[My goodness! At a time like this, you're still thinking about men? Don't you care about your life? You might not care about your life, but I do!]

"Why don't I kidnap Young Master Yu Xiu tonight, and you take him back to the capital?"

“No! He happens to know how to cure diseases. If we leave him in the border region, those people might still have a chance to survive.”

Dulan gritted his teeth, refusing to leave. Was he going to stay here and torment her? He simply went to find Xiao Si again. After all, this was a matter between two countries, and they couldn't be as nonchalant as usual.

Xiao Si also received news of a cholera outbreak at the border, with many livestock dying and several water sources drying up. The few remaining wells that were still filling up had to be quickly evacuated to control the situation.