Chapter 483 Enough acting "Fu Ciyi, you are really cruel." "Am I cruel?" "Do you know that it is cruel to pull someone up from their sleep?" Having said that, she still got out of bed and got dressed. Fu Ciyi folded his arms and leaned against the wall and waited: "I just said you can't bear it." "I'm not overwhelmed. I was dreaming just now. Now that the dream is broken, it was you who broke it." Yan Funing didn't sleep enough at all, but she was getting dressed very quickly at the moment. Her long hair was gathered into one place and braided, and the end of her hair was tied with only a hair tie. There are no accessories at all. Fu Ciyi's eyes lit up. I knew she was beautiful, but I didn't expect that such a simple outfit would be quite pleasing to the eye.

Yan Funing washed up quickly, then picked up her baggage and said to someone standing against the wall at the door, "Let's go." The couple left the guest room and others were already waiting for them. The group finished their breakfast and immediately boarded the car and set off. Upon seeing this, the postmaster quickly brought two bags of dry food with the postmaster. "I made pancakes all night long. Small pancakes are disrespectful. Please accept them!" Fu Ciyi asked Fu Jiang and Fu He to accept it, nodded and said, "Thank you very much." Yi Cheng said again: "The flooding in Pengzhou is quite serious this time. Your Excellency is a member of the Holy Sage. I think there will be a way to solve the flooding. I would like to thank you on behalf of the people!" After that, he bowed respectfully. Fu Ciyi returned the favor: "Fu must do his best." The two sides said goodbye to each other, and not long after, Fu Ciyi and his party left. Yi Cheng waved to their carriage. The postman was puzzled: "Why are you so respectful to Master Fu?" Yi Cheng said: "You don't understand. Floods in Pengzhou are serious every time, so the local people have never been able to get rich. Now the disaster has happened again, and it can be said that the people are in dire straits. Over the years, few ministers have come when there are floods. In the past, it was always floods. In the past, it was just a pretense. But now, this young Master Fu will have a bright future if he can manage the flood." The postman nodded: "Your Majesty is right, my subordinates don't understand, but they know that they arrived very late last night and set off before dawn. Anyone who is in such a hurry is a good official." As he said that, he also waved. Yan Funing opened the curtain and looked at it. When the car turned a corner and was out of sight, she lowered the curtain. "Officials on the front line all know that the flood is serious, but officials in the capital are afraid of avoiding it." She sighed, stood up, opened the door to the inner room, and murmured, "No, I have to sleep for a while to continue my dream. superior." Fu Ciyi listened to her sigh and was about to say a few words when he suddenly heard the last sentence and sneered: "Can the dream continue?" "As long as I want, I can!"

Yan Funing closed the door, took off her coat, shoes and socks, climbed into bed and went to sleep. In her dream this morning, she dreamed that she was back in modern times. The grandparents were very happy to know that she was back. Just when they were about to meet, she was woken up by someone. However, she tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep again, let alone continue her dream. Could it be that he had breakfast on the way or changed beds? Or is this experience a hint that she can never go back? He took off his shoes and opened the door: "Fu Ciyi, I can't sleep." The man said: "If you can't sleep, don't sleep. Just take a nap in the afternoon." "No, I want to continue dreaming." Fu Ciyi heard the cry in her voice and turned to look at her: "What's wrong?" Yan Funing could only say: "I dreamed about my family, but when we were about to meet, the dream stopped." Only then did Fu Ciyi realize that the girl in front of him was just a child who longed to have a family. He immediately got up, went into the inner room, let her lie back on the bed, and gently stroked her back to coax her to sleep. Yan Funing stopped dreaming and slept until noon. Maybe she had enough sleep, or maybe she had already accepted the fact that she would not be able to return to the present day, so she stopped worrying about dreams. Fu Ciyi saw her emotional changes in his eyes. It was a tiring journey, and it was indeed difficult for her, who was so delicate. "We will arrive in Pengzhou tomorrow, and the situation will be difficult then. If you regret it, Yan Funing, I will put you down here." "I don't regret walking with you." Yan Funing frowned and looked at him, but she was very happy in her heart, "You don't want me anymore?" He'd better say, yes, no more. Then she leaves. As for the medicinal materials, she wrote a few prescriptions. There must be many local doctors in Pengzhou, and the local doctors would then handle the medicinal materials she purchased. When the time comes, the sky is high and the sea is vast, allowing her to fly. But the man didn't want to say: "I mean to wait for the flood to pass, and then come here to pick you up." Xiao Nizi asked this question, what does it mean to want it or not? Yan Funing frowned, held his finger, and said coquettishly: "Husband, I can't bear to leave you. I want to go to Pengzhou with you for the sake of my wife." Fu Ciyi's ears tingled when she heard it, he grabbed her wrist and pulled out his fingers. What her purpose was, he didn't know. But his intuition told him that any reluctance or lack of regret were all lies. Seeing his disgusted expression, Yan Funing pursed her lips and tried to hold back a smile: "Look how nice I am, I am considerate. Although Cai Mushi has also considered your future, she won't support you as much as I do." The man exposed it without mercy: "Yan Funing, enough acting."

Yan Funing finally smiled. The man glanced at her and didn't care, just speeding up the car. The next morning, Fu Ciyi and his party arrived at Pengzhou. The official road has been flooded. Fortunately, the ground on the opposite side of the official road is higher and the water is more than three inches deep, so the carriage can still move slowly. But the fields on both sides of the official road have become a vast ocean. As a result, farmers will definitely lose their harvest. Yan Funing opened the car window and murmured: "Pengzhou has a low terrain and has been raining heavily for days. All the water from the surrounding counties and counties flows to Pengzhou. The disaster is really serious." As she spoke, she turned to look at someone. Fu Ciyi looked coldly and looked out through the car curtain she had lifted. The situation in Pengzhou was more difficult than he thought. I'm afraid it will be difficult to take this as an opportunity. The two carriages were moving at a snail's pace. In the afternoon, when we approached Pengzhou Prefecture, we could no longer tell which was the official road and which was the field due to the turbid water. Suddenly, Li Xinheng tightened the reins and said to the carriage: "Sir, a carriage in front of us just overturned. If we give way, it may also overturn." Fu Ciyi said quietly: "Stop the car first." Yan Funing heard the sound and looked out the window. A carriage was seen rolling over on its side, stirring up the water and making it unclear where the boundary between the official road and the fields was. The fields were low-lying, and once the wheels of the cart sank in, the carriage would immediately overturn. Seeing the car on the opposite side gradually sinking into the water, she narrowed her eyes and shouted: "No, the water is so deep, that place is not a field, but a pond or a river." At the stall where she spoke, two coachmen each hugged the horse's neck, and the man and the horse were splashing in the water. At the same time, a cry for help came from inside the carriage: "Help, help." A few gurgling sounds were heard, and the calls for help gradually died down. Soon, only a corner of the car's roof emerged from the water, showing that the water was extremely deep.