Fengyu and Chunlu spent most of their time in the cabin, only stepping onto the deck late at night to breathe in fresh air. By chance, they overheard the crew discussing how the river had risen sharply this year, the water level visibly higher. After the third day, the rain was unrelenting, strong winds whipped across the Bei River, and the boat rocked dangerously, several times seeming as though it might overturn.
Nuanyang and several of the personal guards, unused to traveling by water, grew increasingly anxious about potential dangers. They advised Fengyu to disembark and opt for the land route instead of continuing down the river. However, taking the land route would consume too much time, so Fengyu decided to take the risk and stay on the water. The torrential rain persisted without respite day and night, and Fengyu furrowed her brows as she watched the water level continue to rise, her heart filled with concern.
