Jun Huailang in the east courtyard did not expect that the roof of the Governor's Mansion would be washed away.

Speaking of which, the Governor's Mansion has been built for some years. The previous governors have stayed here, lived for two years and then moved out, followed by the next one, so few people will specially repair it.

This year, the rain has been abundant since the beginning of spring, and moss has grown in the gaps in the roof. Today, the rain suddenly rushed, and the tiles on his roof were washed away, and the rainwater suddenly leaked into the room.

This time, the servants from Chang'an all over the room were messed up.

While everyone was blocking the roof and rescuing items, Fuyi hurried in.

"Master, the king is here," he said.

Jun Huailang was standing on the side watching them repair the roof. Hearing that, he turned his head and saw Xue Yan put away his umbrella under the porch and walked in from the dimly lit night.

He raised his head and glanced at Jun Huailang's roof first.

The roof was damaged in several places, and the rainwater was connected to the stagnant water on the eaves, rustling down, and the tables, chairs, bed nets and carpets in the house were soaked a lot. The maids and servants in the room were obviously inexperienced.

As for Jun Huailang, who was standing beside him, although he still looked so quiet and cold, he could also see that he was a little helpless.

After all, he was a young master who was served by others since childhood, so naturally he would not deal with such trivial matters that the house missed.

When he looked at Xue Yan, there was still a bit of confusion in his eyes.

Xue Yan's heart was bumped softly, and then he looked sideways at Su Xiaoqian who was following him.

Su Xiaoqian nodded and replied, "Go back to the lord, the slaves will handle it. Tonight, I will repair the roof for His Royal Highness first, and I will repair it when the weather is clear tomorrow."

Her family was poor since she was a child, and there was a lot of rain in Jinling, so she had to repair the roof every year. Therefore, she is quite experienced in this matter.

Xue Yan snorted and said to Jun Huailang, "Go to my place first."

Jun Huailang was taken aback: "Huh?"

His Royal Highness King Guangling, who never liked explanations to others and only said everything once, patiently said, "You can't live here tonight, and you can move back tomorrow when it's sorted out."

Jun Huailang hesitated.

Although he really couldn't live here, he cleaned up the yard opposite, and he knew that there was only one bed in the main house in that yard.

He originally planned to let Fuyi go to the yard, or find an unused wing or a biscuit closet for one night. If he really moved to Xue Yan's courtyard, where would Xue Yan live?

As soon as he hesitated, Jinbao, who was following behind, understood the meaning.

As the master's capable dog slave, not only must he guess the master's meaning, but also express the meaning for him when the master can't say it.

"His Royal Highness, why don't you go to the Prince's Court to sit first. It's so messy here, there's not even a place to sit, and it won't be well organized for a while." Jin Bao interjected with a smile. "You just got rained today, so the servant made some red jujube tea. If you go, it will save the servant from bringing it."

Jun Huailang was about to say that he didn't get a lot of rain today, but his master was thoroughly soaked, but following closely, Xue Yan next to him hummed.

Jun Huailang looked and saw that Xue Yan had already taken the umbrella in Jinbao's hand.

"Let's go," he said.

Jun Huailang followed Xue Yan in such a confused way to the courtyard in the west.

——

It was just night, and it was not too late. Jinbao invited Jun Huailang to Xue Yan's main house, served him tea, and found some books for his entertainment.

It is said that at this time, his master will work in the study for another hour before returning to the house to rest. Unexpectedly, his master took the umbrella all the way to send His Royal Highness into the room, and he followed him in. He sat down at the table in the dormitory, and looked for the military book to read quietly.

This series of actions stunned Jin Bao.

This is... don't plan to take care of the pile of official documents on the desk in the study?

He didn't dare to say more, so he had to put a pot of tea on the big Buddha, and led the people back out.

For a while, only the two of them were left in the room.

Back in the quiet and dry room, Jun Huailang took two sips of tea and calmed down. The sound of the rain outside the window still did not stop. He picked up the book, but couldn't read it, and couldn't help but ponder.

Even if the governor's mansion is in disrepair, it is an official mansion carefully built by the official mansion. Today, one's own room can be washed away by the rain and the tiles are damaged. So how many people's houses will suffer in the city and outside the city?

And he knew that this was just the beginning.

Now that summer has entered, the rain will be heavier and heavier. In July, the river water will break down the dykes and flood into Jinling City.

He remembered the official chicken records he had read in his previous life. The dam burst and immediately flooded the fields north of Jinling and a small half city in the north of Jinling, causing many people to be displaced.

After that, due to successive rains and floods, it was difficult to dispose of the corpses in the city in time. Not long after, the plague broke out in Jinling City again.

With the floods and epidemics, it didn't take long for many rogues to appear in Jinling. These rogues even gathered together and rebelled. The Jinling defenders were insufficient, and there were too many rogues who rebelled. It didn't take long for the surrounding villages and towns to be occupied by rogues.

At that time, Jinling was like an isolated island.

Jun Huailang's face gradually became serious.

In the last few years of his previous life, he read all the records of the flood several times, and also studied many books on flood control. Now, although he has a certain degree of certainty about water control, and is fully prepared for this life, he still has no idea in his heart.

The Lord of Heaven is not beautiful, and there are secret entrapments among the officials. He seemed to be facing a fog that could not be seen clearly, and behind him was a cliff...

"What's wrong?"

Suddenly, a low, hoarse voice interrupted his thoughts.

Jun Huailang looked up and saw Xue Yan sitting opposite him, holding the book in one hand, leaning lazily on the couch, and looking up at him.

... It seems that I am not alone.

For some reason, when he met those amber eyes, he felt a little more stable in his heart.

In this life, there is Xue Yan.

I don't know if it was because he knew that Xue Yan in the previous life was the final winner, or because Xue Yan repeatedly rescued him in this life, somewhere in Jun Huailang's heart that had been hanging, slowly fell to the ground.

He couldn't help but said, "...I was just wondering if this year's weather would lead to disaster."

Although he knew that he must not tell anyone about his rebirth, but at this time his instinct was driving him, making him involuntarily want to talk to Xue Yan.

Xue Yan asked, "Are you worried about this?"

Jun Huailang nodded.

Xue Yan didn't hesitate much, and said naturally, "It's nothing difficult. I'll send someone to take a look tomorrow, and if someone suffers a disaster, they will be treated uniformly."

Naturally, he wouldn't care about these messy little things. Whose house was damaged or whose land was flooded, in his opinion, they were trivial things that were forgotten.

But he couldn't see Jun Huailang worrying about these things.

Jun Huailang nodded when he heard the words, but the dignified expression on his face did not lighten. He continued, "More than that. I always have a hunch that something big will happen this year."

Xue Yan looked at him.

The father and son have some tacit understanding in this matter. A few days ago, Duke Yongning told him that he felt that this year's rain was unusual, and he needed to plan ahead and make it clear to His Majesty.

As a result, today, Jun Huailang said the same thing to him again.

He looked quite sincere. Jun Huailang's expression has always been very light, but now he is frowning, and there is no smile on his face.

Xue Yan slowly put down the book in his hand.

"You can rest easy," he said. "Even if there is a disaster, I am there."

With just a simple sentence, Jun Huailang could hear the weight in it.

He suddenly remembered what Xue Yan told him when he finally saw Xue Yan before he left Chang'an.

"No surprises," he said at the time.

Then a year later, he came here quietly.

In this life, Xue Yan has been quiet and silent since he realized it. But once he says something, as long as it is a promise, he can do it.

Jun Huailang's heart suddenly inexplicably let go, and at the same time, some inexplicable throbbing slowly showed signs of him following his let down.

He looked at Xue Yan and said nothing for a while.

Xue Yan waited for a while, but didn't get a response from him. Xue Yan raised his eyebrows and asked lightly, "Why, don't you believe me?"

Jun Huailang came back to his senses, blinked, and then revealed a soft smile.

There was a bit of relief in the smile.

"I believe it." He smiled slightly. "With you here, I can rest assured."

What he said was quite sincere.

After all, he knew how reliable Xue Yan was, how powerful he would be in the future, and the one who lived to the end.

But when Xue Yan heard this, his ears turned red for no reason.

He gave a deep hum, and picked up the military book again uncomfortably, but after reading two lines, he only felt that the words above were jumping, jumping up and down, and they all turned into the same sentence.

"With you here, I can rest assured."

Xue Yan's heart began to beat impetuously. After a while, he suddenly put the military book on the table and stood up.

"You will rest here tonight," he said. "I'm going out first."

He needs to be alone for a while. If he was in the same room with Jun Huailang again, he would always feel that the base of his ear would burn with heat.

Jun Huailang quickly got up: "Then where do you rest at night?"

Xue Yan said, "I'm just outside and have a couch."

This was all he didn't care about at all. Where did he not sleep when he was in Yan County? Counting Jiuhantian wrapped in iron armor and slept in the ice and snow, he was able to fall asleep.

But the young master in front of him was different. This little peacock that grew up pampered in the greenhouse is naturally different from the weed-like person.

Before Jun Huailang could stop him, he turned around and walked out.

Not long after, Fuyi pushed the door and walked in.

"Young master, the king ordered the servants to wait for you to sleep peacefully." A few maids followed behind Fuyi, holding a basin and a towel in their hands, and Yuguan walked in.

Jun Huailang hummed and settled down on the edge of the bed.

The bed under him was quite hard, and the fabric pattern of the quilt was simple.The bed was filled with the scent of sandalwood from Xue Yan's body, but after a while, it lingered around Jun Huailang.

Suddenly, in his mind he couldn't help thinking of Xue Yan's shoulders and arms blocking his side in today's rain.