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The Old Madem was already old, and after this chaos, his body was no longer able to continue eating. Bi Zhenye was no longer able to keep Ershan in the manor, and by the time he returned to the study, Ershan was already waiting to take his leave.

His memories of his younger brother were completely blurry. After knowing Ling Qian for so long, he had never thought that this person would be his younger brother. But why did his grandmother determine that he was in the business with just a glance?

However, Ling Qian seemed to be very calm, and was no different from the past. He must be thinking about his grandma, thinking about his grandchildren. He must be.

After that, Ershan did not know what happened in the Prime Minister's Estate anymore. On the way back to the inn, he only thought about how he would explain it to the shopkeeper on the day that he fulfilled his wish.

Ling Chaofeng treated him as his own brother, but he had lied to him for more than ten years.

It was just that Bi Zhenye did not want to get too close with him for the time being. After his father found out about this, he said that he did not need to get close to Ling Yu for the time being. After he received orders from Ling Yu, he thought that his father must have sent people to investigate the background that Ling Yun had revealed.

Occasionally, they would meet eyes with each other. Bi Zhenye couldn't tell what Ershan was thinking, but Ershan could understand that this young master must be thinking this.

A thousand miles away, there was a snowfall at the Li Prefecture. The Baisha Town and snow from the neighboring villages reached to the knees.

The four seasons were distinct. It was never too cold nor too hot. The heavy snow had almost become a disaster. Some of the houses in the village were even crushed by the heavy snow.

Ling Chaofeng took out some silver coins, entrusted his close friends to go to the neighboring towns to buy some things, and send them to the villages to meet the disaster. Naturally, he would not use the name of Ling Xiao Inn.

Aunt Zhang said that since the shopkeeper had done so many good things, he would definitely bless the child in his womb. However, Xiaowan smiled, "Just split half with the empress's child."

After a few days, the disaster in the village was over. The hardworking villagers would always find a way to get out of this predicament. It was the New Year, and everything was about to start anew.

The sky was clear, Susu piled snowmen in front of the door and said: "Let him watch the door."

However, this joke was actually true.

The next night, Xiaowan was woken up by the rumbling sound. Ling Chaofeng also woke up, they turned around and started to look outside.

"Husband, I'm afraid." Xiaowan nestled in Ling Chaofeng's embrace.

"It's just thunder. This layer of clouds will be fine once it passes." Ling Chaofeng looked up at the sky. It was completely dark outside and he could not see anything clearly.

But the rain never stopped.

The next morning, although the sky was bright, it was still dark and gloomy. The rain was still pouring down, and there was not a single person on the road. Xiaowan had repeatedly warned Susu that the heavy rain must not come, and he could not leave the aunt and her mother at home.

Aunt Zhang stood in front of the door and said: "The previous blizzard is now completely melted by the rainwater. It will take almost an entire day and night, if this goes on, Baisha River will be flooded, and all the small and large villages here will be drowned in the water."

Uncle Biao said: "The Baisha River is far away, that's not necessary. We are fine, the village will definitely be fine."

The Aunt Zhang said worriedly: "Even if we can't get through the water of the Baisha River, we would still die if we can't get through such a heavy rain. What's going on? It's a snowstorm and a torrential downpour, what's wrong with the heavens? "

Sure enough, Baisha Town, as well as the surrounding villages, and even the Qingling Village that were a bit further away, after going through a violent snowstorm, were unable to hold on any longer.

At this time in Master Mu's house, the water had already seeped into the house, the fire on the brick bed had long been extinguished. Master Mu stood in the cold rain and scooped up everything one by one.

"Don't fish, don't freeze to death, hurry up and come up." The Madam Xu shouted, "This water is getting higher and higher."

Master Mu could not hold on any longer. When he got on the brick bed, he was shivering all over.

On the other side of the door, Aunt Wang shouted amidst the rain, "Big Brother Mu, how are you guys? We have to go up the mountain. This won't do. The water is rising faster and faster, so hiding at home is not a good idea. "

The Madam Xu saw that the water was getting higher and higher and said fearfully, "The child's father, let's go too. When we turn around, it would be too late for us to escape."

Although there were a few rivers within the borders of the Daqi and disasters happened unavoidably every year, Baisha Town had never been in trouble. The sudden arrival of these rivers without any forewarning startled everyone.

Everyone dragged their families and mouths and fled to a place high above the ground. Seeing their own Tian Family's house being submerged in the flood, the villagers started to cry to the point where they wanted to die.

In such a cold winter, such a big thing had happened. It was truly heaven-defying.

The county magistrate's office was also in the water, and the county magistrate was in the mountain to avoid the disaster. Yue Huaiyin and the Rouge Shop maids were running away as well, and when they reached the top of the mountain, they could see far ahead.

Yue Huaiyin and the people around him all looked over, some of them were pointing at the Ling Xiao Inn far away, the water from the Baisha River had already flooded, but the water that was rushing over seemed to have avoided the Ling Xiao Inn, as though that building was surrounded by some kind of barrier.

Everyone at the top of the mountain could see it, and Yue Huaiyin just so happened to be inside, helplessly watching the Ling Xiao Inn stand unmoving in the midst of the flood.

She no longer doubted her own thoughts. There must be something strange within the Ling Xiao Inn, there must be something inside the Divine Spirit and Ghost Town. Perhaps, Mu Xiaowan was a demon.

In fact, it wasn't just the citizens who were dumbfounded. Ling Chaofeng and Xiaowan, Aunt Zhang and the others were all dumbfounded.

With Susu's pile of snowmen as the boundary, their inn seemed to have erected an invisible barrier around them. The flood rushed over ferociously, but not a single drop of water could enter the store.

Xiaowan watched on dumbfoundedly. She was trying her best to recall the joke she made with Susu that day, to ask the snowman to take care of their house. Had she held up her right hand?

"Susu's home must be flooded as well. I wonder if they escaped all the way up the mountain." Aunt Zhang could not be surprised at the situation in front of him, and anxiously said, "How great is this, Da Qing will take care of three women by himself, is that alright?"

At this time, a small boat with Baisha River Pier was washed over, and the Uncle Biao said, "I'll take the boat and take a look."

The Aunt Zhang said nervously, "But water is so urgent, how are you going to come back?"

Uncle Biao said, "If you can't come back, when I see them, I will hide with them on the mountain. After the water recedes, the rain will stop."

Ling Chaofeng stepped forward and said, "I'll go, Uncle Biao, you stay here."

Uncle Biao said, "No way, Xiaowan has a big stomach. If there's anything you need, you can naturally take care of it. "I know how to swim, even if the boat capsized, I wouldn't drown."

With that, Uncle Biao jumped onto the boat. The water was very tight and he was dragged tightly by the boat. The moment he boarded the boat, he was instantly flushed out.

Aunt Zhang held her heart as she watched her husband leave. She quickly ran back upstairs to check on him.

Ling Chaofeng stood in front of the store and looked at the mystical barrier like scenery. He, who did not believe in ghosts and gods, suddenly had a strange thought.

In the past year, there had been many strange things in the inn. Many unfathomable things had become inexplicably easy to deal with. No matter how hard he tried to investigate, he couldn't find the reason …

He subconsciously turned around and walked upstairs to the third floor. The bedroom door was ajar and she saw Xiaowan kneeling under the window with her stomach hanging out, as if she was making a silent wish to the overcast sky.

This was not the first time Ling Chaofeng saw the Xiaowan making a wish to the heavens. Making a wish was a normal thing, the Xiaowan was always pious and devout, but what made him surprised was, it was as if his wife's every wish would always come true.

Just as he was looking at the Xiaowan, the sound of the rain outside the house became softer and softer. The overcast sky started to brighten and a ray of sunlight shone through the clouds, as if it was the hope of life.

In the blink of an eye, the rainstorm stopped and the river slowly retreated. Ling Chaofeng walked to the window to take a look, the ground in the distance had begun to reveal itself, Uncle Biao's boat had stopped halfway, he was able to stand up and walk normally.

Xiaowan struggled to get up from the ground. Ling Chaofeng supported her and looked deeply into her eyes, while she looked curiously at the scene outside, and said happily: "The water has retreated, Hubby, the water has retreated."

Ling Chaofeng was in a daze, wanting to see something from Xiaowan's eyes. However, even though her eyes were so clear, as if they could see the bottom of his heart, he could not see anything.

Xiaowan was purely happy that the rain had stopped and she had retreated. Or perhaps, she was happy that her wish had been fulfilled.

Ling Chaofeng blamed himself. What was he thinking, thinking about the Xiaowan?

After the disaster, the villagers all went down the mountain to return home. Although their homes showed signs of being soaked in water, and the houses were not damaged, it was not too bad.

Many people went to see what was happening in the fields. Although there were no more crops to be planted in the middle of the month, the soil had not been washed away, the fields had not been turned into swamps, and there would still be crops to be planted in the next year.

However, the yamen was a complete mess. Just as he sat down to catch his breath, someone came to report and told him that Ling Xiao Inn was the only thing that survived the flood. It was as if a demonic art had created a world in the midst of a flood.

"Really?" The county magistrate frowned.

"Many villagers saw it." "It's just a legend."

The county magistrate stroked his beard, and snorted. "This Ling Xiao Inn, is truly strange."

On the other hand, on the day that their Baisha County suffered from a water calamity and quickly escaped from danger, news had spread throughout the imperial capital that the Empress had successfully given birth to a princess and that the mother and daughter were safe and sound.

A few days later, his Baisha County was sent to the imperial city due to the snowstorm and the water calamity. The emperor had seen this and found out that the day his daughter was born was the day his Baisha County would escape danger.