Tossed into the wolf's den!Zai Zai holds the space in his hands to survive the disaster year

In the afternoon, Mrs. Xie Er came back.

She went straight to Xie Yuanjiu's room with a flustered expression.

"Jiujiu, something is wrong." She ignored her daughter who was still practicing handwriting, grabbed her shoulder and shook her.

Xie Yuanjiu shook off her hand impatiently: "What's wrong?"

She just wants to be quiet, why is it so difficult.

Second Madam Xie's frightened lips trembled: "Mother just went to the sorceress for a fortune-telling, but it turned out to be a bad fortune."

"The sorceress said that Caiying's death was wronged, and she will turn into a ghost to disturb our life."

Hearing Caiying's name, Xie Yuanjiu's hands trembled, and the calligraphy he had just practiced was destroyed.

Her face turned pale, and then she raised her eyes displeased: "Mother! What the goddess said, you just ask the goddess to solve the problem. Come and tell me what to do?"

Mrs. Xie Er was anxious: "Caiying is your maid. Aren't you afraid that she will harm you?"

Xie Yuanjiu was taken aback, and immediately said angrily: "Uncle ordered someone to beat her to death, why should she come to me."

Second Madam Xie sighed: "But she died in our yard, but don't worry, Mother has already spent 200 taels to get the sorceress to save her and appease her grievances."

"I couldn't sleep last night. When I thought of Caiying being beaten to death in front of me, I closed my eyes. The blood and flesh were all mixed together."

Xie Yuanjiu covered her ears: "Mother! You go out, I don't want to hear any more."

Mrs. Xie Er didn't know why she reacted so strongly, so she could only curl her lips: "Okay, then practice calligraphy, and don't tell your father about this."

When she left, it took Xie Yuanjiu a long time to let the fear in her heart fade away.

Before Caiying died, those unwilling eyes had been staring at her...

Xie Yuanjiu shook his head, trying not to think about it.

Unfortunately, it was evening.

The cold wind of late autumn knocked on the window, making a sharp sound.

The branches outside swayed with the wind, like ghosts with teeth and claws.

The dark corners of the room seemed to hide countless demons and monsters. When Xie Yuanjiu closed her eyes, they would stretch out their black hands and drag her away.

The words that Mrs. Xie said during the day, what a ghost, what death will not rest in peace, all lingered in her ears.

Lingering.

Xie Yuanjiu was scared at first, and finally fell asleep, but heard two soft "da da" sounds in her ears.

As if something fell to the ground.

She opened her eyes and looked, and on the ground not far away, two beads fell, still stained with blood.

Xie Yuanjiu sat up slowly and watched suspiciously. She called a servant girl twice, but the answer was a cold cry——

"Miss... I died so badly."

"Why don't you care about me slave? Didn't you say that everything will be fine?"

"Miss, why don't you say a word for the servant while watching the prime minister beat the slave to death?"

Xie Yuanjiu looked around in fright, but couldn't see anyone.

"Caiying! Is it you? Don't blame me. The situation was special and I couldn't keep you."

The ghostly voices were shrill: "Miss killed me, it was you who killed me!"

Xie Yuanjiu huddled in the corner of the bed, hugged the quilt tightly and shouted: "It's not me, you go to Shen Ningning, she killed you!"

suddenly!

A head hung down from above, and Caiying's face was completely unrecognizable after being beaten, with bruises and purple, completely dehumanizing.

She stretched out her hand and pinched Xie Yuanjiu's neck: "I am loyal to the Lord, but the lady killed me, I will make you pay for it with one life!"

Xie Yuanjiu screamed and sat up.

She was panting heavily, and the maid who was on guard outside heard the movement and ran in.

"Miss, are you alright?"

Xie Yuanjiu clutched his neck, his head covered in cold sweat, and his face was as pale as a ghost.

Her eyes were fixed on the front, and the frightened and stretched veins were very obvious on her forehead.

When the servant girl saw it, she knew it was a nightmare.

"My servant is going to cook you a bowl of soothing soup."

Xie Yuanjiu grabbed the maid's wrist: "Don't go, you stay here, let me slow down for a while."

Afterwards, she ordered the servant girl to light up all the candles, and with her eyes open, she survived a difficult night.

……

Autumn is getting colder.

Shen Ningning invited Mo Lingwei to Langshan's house to eat mutton shabu-shabu.In the wide yard, set up a square table.

The hot pot was brought out and placed on the fire, giving off a gurgling aroma.

The base soup is stewed with mutton, and Grandma Qin spent the whole night cooking the soup.

At this moment, the soup base is fragrant and rich, and a few pieces of chopped lamb are floating in the pot with mushrooms, green onions, wolfberry and two herbs.

The smell wafted directly out of the house.

Mo Lingwei almost found the place by smelling the scent.

The door of the house was ajar, he was carrying a pile of gifts, and pushed the door open with one hand.

Immediately, the wolves lying on their stomachs in the yard raised their ears and stared coldly.

Seeing that they were familiar people, the wolves looked away.

"Brother!" Shen Ningning was wearing a pea green and orange thin jacket, and her whole figure looked like a bright color in the quiet autumn.

She had just run out of the kitchen, holding a plate of sliced ​​mutton in her hand.

Mo Lingwei walked away with a smile: "The door is not closed anyway."

Shen Ningning blinked her big eyes: "In order to wait for you, I'm helping grandma, I'm afraid you won't hear me when you knock on the door."

Mo Lingwei thinks about it too.

There is only Xiangyun Village at the foot of the mountain, and ordinary people dare not go to Langshan rashly.

This yard full of wolves is the guarantee of safety.

At this time, Grandma Qin came out with two plates of green vegetables.

Seeing Mo Lingwei, she immediately said kindly: "Your Highness is here, sit down, we can eat soon!"

Mo Lingwei placed the gift prepared for Grandma Qin in the corner.

He brought the best purple ginseng.

It is a tribute to the court, and only the royal family can use it.

The table is full of dishes, raw mutton slices are the most, followed by chicken thigh slices, radish slices, oily green vegetables, and corn segments.

There is also braised pork with eggs stewed in advance by Grandma Qin.

Shen Ningning took out the lung-nourishing pear water she made and handed it to Mo Lingwei.

The three of them gathered around the table, eating happily and laughing from time to time.

Wolf Si lay at Grandma Qin's feet, not going anywhere.

When Grandma Qin took out the cooled bones and quietly threw them on the ground, it immediately began to feast on them.

At the end of the meal, Mo Lingwei said to Shen Ningning, "I'm leaving Beijing for a month."

The little guy was biting a piece of mutton, when he heard this, he silently put down his chopsticks: "Brother is leaving again?"

Mo Lingwei nodded, his stern face had become deeper with age.

"My father asked me to inspect the four counties on my behalf to show that the emperor's kindness is so great that the drought will be gone."

"So, do you want to come with me? I'm going to Mengzhou, where the scenery is beautiful and there are many special delicacies."

Grandma Qin looked at Shen Ningning, waiting for the little guy to make up his mind.

The Black Wolf King groaned in dissatisfaction.

Go to whatever!This thief wants to kidnap his petite Ning Ning out every day.

Shen Ningning blinked her long eyelashes: "Brother, I can't go, the National Academy has just started classes, if I leave at this time, I won't be able to study!"

Mo Lingwei pretended to snort coldly.

Little guy with no conscience, study is more important than him.

He turned around and laughed: "That's all, I will come back before the New Year, and we will celebrate the New Year together."

"I will arrange for a few Qingqi to be responsible for the correspondence between us."

"Letter?" Shen Ningning was startled.

Mo Ling narrowed his eyes dangerously: "Of course, don't you plan to write me a letter? I will let someone take my letter and send it back to the capital first."

"After you finish writing your reply, Qingqi will quickly return it to me. This will be a lot more convenient."

Because he will be on his way all the time, afraid that Shen Ningning's letter will be lost.

The little guy thought for a while, nodded and agreed: "Okay, I will write back to my brother!"

Seeing her full smile, Mo Lingwei felt much happier.

His thin lips moved slightly: "There is one more thing I want to tell you."