Upon hearing this, Nanli immediately turned her head and glared at Qing Feng, feeling somewhat annoyed. "How can I live with myself if I ignore this?" If she didn't know, she could ignore it. But now that she knew, how could she disregard so many lives?
Qing Feng felt guilty, and being scolded by her made his face burn with embarrassment. However, it was understandable for the poor people to worry about their homes being destroyed and then being driven out of the capital. As the rain fell harder, even if their houses didn't collapse, people would still fall ill from the cold.