Hengchuan Prefecture is a thousand miles from the Capital City. If the local officials do not conceal anything and report up the chain, the document would take at least half a month to reach Your Majesty.
Xiao Zhen pursed his lips and said, "How much have the people lost by now, and have the local officials provided any relief or resettlement?"
Ling Hua looked at Xiao Zhen, who had a deep frown, and she didn't speak for a moment.
She supported Xiao Zhen, naturally not hoping to support someone who had no concern for the people in his eyes or heart. In pushing him to that position, aside from repaying a debt of gratitude, regardless of whether she had a kind heart or not, Xiao Zhen, as a Prince, sought that position with the aspiration of holding the world in his heart; otherwise, wouldn't she become a sinner against all the people just to repay a favor?
His first thought of the people showed the heart of a benevolent man.
"Why aren't you speaking?" Xiao Zhen asked.
