Mo Yan smiled, propped herself up to reward her husband with a kiss on the corner of his mouth, then lay down and covered herself with the thin quilt and closed her eyes.
Xiao Ruiyuan shook his head with a laugh, lowered his head to return a kiss on his wife's eyes, and sat quietly for a long time until her breathing became long and even before he silently left the room.
The messengers dispatched returned with news from Wei Zhou soon after. The situation in Wei Zhou was a bit better than Mo Yan had imagined; local officials and civilians had been reinforcing the river embankments continuously. However, it was also true that the heavy rain in Wei Zhou had not stopped, and the breach of the Wei Zhou river section was just a matter of time if it continued like this.
Urged by Mo Yan, Xiao Ruiyuan went to the palace overnight to report the possible impending crisis in Wei Zhou to Chu Heng, who had ascended the throne.