Xiao Jinyan paused for a moment, then reached out to touch her forehead.
Shen Chuwei looked at Xiao Jinyan's action with confusion, raised her eyes to glance at the hand on her forehead, "Your Highness, what's the matter?"
Xiao Jinyan furrowed his brows, "You don't have a fever."
Shen Chuwei: "…I indeed do not have a fever!"
Xiao Jinyan asked in a gentle voice, "Did you have a nightmare again?"
Shen Chuwei nodded vigorously, "Yes, I dreamed of an earthquake, with many people dying."
Xiao Jinyan asked, "What is an earthquake?"
Shen Chuwei was somewhat surprised, "Your Highness, you've never heard of earthquakes?"
Xiao Jinyan shook his head, "No."
Shen Chuwei was stunned, finding it odd. Earthquakes were natural disasters, so how could he have not heard of them?
Could it be that in ancient times, earthquakes were not called earthquakes?