"Master, why did Miss Jiang run away?" Qingfeng asked curiously.

Xiao Zhan had assumed that Qingfeng was taking care of Master Chen in the shed and that Xin Si was waiting for them there.

But the breeze wasn't in the shed; it came from the side.

Xiao Zhan wanted to follow Jiang Wei, but instead of taking care of Master Chen inside, he asked, "Where did you go?"

"???" Qingfeng looked at Xin Si with a question mark in his eyes, and paused for a moment. "Third Master Chen is not inside, and he is not injured either."

Xiao Zhan glanced at Xin Si and went to catch up with Jiang Wei, saying, "Qingfeng, wait for me here."

Jiang Wei searched all over the place, but couldn't find her third uncle.

She breathed a sigh of relief and lifted the curtain to come out. A figure blocked her way at the door.

Jiang Wei looked up and said, "General Xiao, my third uncle isn't inside. If he's not there, he must not be injured!"

"Yes, you're not injured," Xiao Zhan replied confidently.

"Really? Neither my third uncle nor my cousin were injured?" The worry in Jiang Wei's eyes vanished in an instant.

"Yes, neither my third uncle nor my cousin were injured." Xiao Zhan repeated Jiang Wei's words, without finding anything amiss.

"General Xiao, can you take me to find them?" After saying that, Jiang Wei remembered that Xiao Zhan had official duties and had been delayed because of her.

"You go ahead and do your thing. Just tell me their location and I'll go find them myself," Jiang added with a smile.

After Qingfeng finished speaking with Xinsi, he came running over excitedly. "Miss Jiang, we have found out the situation here. The injured have been rescued, and the others are still rescuing the villagers' livestock. Now we just need to wait for the magistrate of Lingchuan County to arrive."

"Master Chen is doing well. I'll take you there right away. The people here were spared from this earthquake thanks to Master Chen. Everyone was asleep when they suddenly heard someone shouting 'Catch the thief!' They ran out, and soon after, their houses collapsed."

So it was said by Qingfeng.

In the cold wind, a group of people surrounded a tall, elegant man whose hair was half-up and half-down, tied up with a plum blossom hairpin.

Dressed in white with plum blossoms seemingly painted with ink, her robes fluttered in the cold wind, like a celestial being banished from heaven.

He had his back to Jiang Wei, so she couldn't see his face clearly, but she could tell from his back that he was her third uncle.

Chen Yunyi was drawing a picture of a family of three sitting in the middle, holding up his pen.

Jiang Wei breathed a sigh of relief; it was good that no one was hurt.

"You wait for him here, I'm going out to take care of something," Xiao Zhan said to Jiang Wei.

After Jiang Wei nodded in response, Xiao Zhan left.

Xiao Zhan ordered Xin Si to protect her from a distance.

She stood there waiting, and only spoke up after her third uncle finished painting for someone, "Third Uncle."

Chen Yunyi turned to look at Jiang Wei's face, which was almost identical to his sister's. "Wei'er, what brings you here?"

After finishing the drawing of the family of three, they got up to pick it up carefully. They were very happy to see the lifelike family members on the drawing and thanked Chen Yunyi repeatedly.

The person standing to the side happily walked to the middle and sat down, saying, "It's my turn, it's my turn."

Chen Yunyi put down his brush and said, "I won't draw for you today. I'll draw for you another time."

The person who had just sat down stood up dejectedly, "Aren't you going to draw anymore?"

As Chen Yunyi packed his things, he said, "I haven't seen my family for several years. She must have heard about the earthquake and was worried about me, so she came to find me. I won't paint today."

After his explanation, the man understood.

Jiang Wei went over to help Chen Yunyi pack his things, saying, "You're so leisurely, even with the earthquake, you can still paint here in peace."

Jiang Wei's hands, still somewhat resentful as she collected the items, forcefully tossed his painting into the drawing thread.

She had just looked around but couldn't see her cousin. "Where's my cousin?"

"Grandma, be gentle! This is all silver!" Chen Yunyi said, sounding as if he was distressed, but his face remained expressionless.

“How valuable is it? You disregard your own safety and make your family worry. I’ve always thought that Grandfather was right. You’re busier than my uncles who are in business. You’re never home.” Jiang Wei looked up at Chen Yunyi after packing up her things.

"Don't you want to stay home and worry your grandparents instead of working on the family business?" Jiang Wei asked, her heart finally at ease, before she could say a few seemingly complaining words.

When Jiang Wei was little, she always felt that her third uncle was not like her uncle, but more like an older brother who was much older than her.

He cared for him just like his eldest uncle and his family, but unlike his eldest cousin, he didn't lecture him, nor did he argue with her like his second cousin.

Chen Yunyi: "..." The old ones have finished educating, now it's the young ones' turn?

“I’m away from home most of the year, and they’re used to it. What hasn’t your third uncle encountered when he’s out and about? Why would he be afraid of this little earthquake?” Chen Yunyi said.

Jiang Wei shook her hand, which was holding the painting, in dissatisfaction when she heard him say that.

"I told you to take better care of the painting." When she didn't listen, Chen Yunyi said, "Whatever, whatever. Anyway, it's a plum blossom painting by Mr. Meishan that I gave you. If you damage it, it's your own responsibility." Chen Yunyi said as he walked away.

"Mr. Meishan?" Jiang Wei stared at him, her eyes wide. "The painting of winter flowers?"

Jiang Wei didn't believe him, but she moved her hands a little lighter, just in case. "Aren't these all your paintings? Don't try to fool people by calling them Mr. Meishan's paintings."

Chen Yunyi didn't answer her question, but instead asked, "Didn't you come to pick me up? Where's the carriage? Let's go back to the capital!"

Jiang Wei: "…………" She came in such a hurry that she didn't take a carriage. How is she going to get back?

Seeing her reaction, Chen Yunyi understood. "You didn't come to pick me up. You're planning to have me walk back with you?"

"Then how did you get here? Where's your carriage?" Jiang Wei asked him, though she was feeling guilty, her tone still firm. "You couldn't have walked all the way here, could you?"

"No, the carriage was lent to a friend, and he took your cousin back to the capital first."

"How generous!" Jiang Wei looked at the basket of paintings in her hands. "Are these really Mr. Meishan's paintings?"

Jiang Wei was very skeptical.

"Of course it's true. As an elder, would I lie to you?" Chen Yunyi replied casually and confidently.

The uncle and nephew chatted idly, "Isn't one of his paintings supposed to be incredibly hard to come by? Where did you get so many of them…?"

Seeing that Jiang Wei still didn't believe him, Chen Yunyi stood aside and looked at her, "Isn't it possible that I drew it?"

Jiang Wei had an "I knew it" look on her face. "I knew it was fake."

He turned to leave.

"Wait a moment." Chen Yunyi called out to her, took out a seal from his pocket, and asked her to unfold a piece of white paper.

Jiang Wei stamped it with a seal and took a look.

The words "Mr. Meishan" were clearly written on it, exactly the same as in the painting.

Jiang Wei looked around in disbelief. She glanced around and moved closer. "Third Uncle, you even dare to forge Mr. Meishan's personal seal. Can't the family business support you?"

Chen Yunyi: "…………" What's going on in this kid's head?