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

Chapter 261 Meeting in a narrow road

Shen Ningning patted the water on her little hand and walked towards Zichen Palace with cheerful steps.

She knew what everyone was curious about.

So what’s so magical about soup?
In fact, to put it bluntly, the little guy accidentally discovered that the magical grass growing in her fairyland had a miraculous effect on Mo Lingwei's illness!

Normal people will feel hot and dry if they eat two spiritual herbs.

But when Mo Ling was seriously ill, two herbs mixed with soup directly counteracted his cold syndrome.

It actually allowed him to slowly get better and wake up.

Now Shen Ningning has become a celebrity in the whole palace, and everyone respects her wherever she goes.

Who knows, she is the only one who can deal with the prince's cold illness.

In the main hall of Zichen Palace, two young eunuchs opened the door for Shen Ningning.

The little guy walked in with gentle steps.

Mo Lingwei was already in a coma and was fed decoction by the eunuch.

Shen Ningning moved a chair, sat next to him, and read to him to prevent him from being bored.

Because, through several previous experiences, Shen Ningning discovered that although Mo Lingwei seemed to be unconscious, he could hear what they said.

Occasionally when he is conscious, he can be seen moving his fingertips.

Thinking of this, Shen Ningning couldn't help but said: "Cold disease is really weird. It's like freezing my brother with an invisible big ice cube."

"But you can still hear the sounds outside, well, it's pretty boring when you think about it."

Saying that, Shen Ningning unfolded the book: "Let's listen to Liaozhai today, I will read you the story of the fox demon~"

However, when the little guy glanced out of the corner of his eye, he saw Mo Lingwei's thin, cold and dark brows, and he frowned slightly.

"Eh? Brother, what do you mean? Don't you like it?"

She blinked her big eyes, tilted her little head, and her rosy expression was very cute.

suddenly.

When Shen Ningning remembered it, she scratched her pink face in embarrassment.

"Yes, I remembered that the story of the fox demon was told last time."

When she said this, Mo Lingwei relaxed his frown.

The little guy flipped through the pages and said, "Then let's read something else. Well, let me see~"

She was selecting stories when the emperor came in from outside.

"Ning Ning, are you busy?" The emperor smiled warmly.

The little guy stood up and bowed with his cute little body: "Uncle Emperor, I just want to read some stories to my brother to relieve his boring time."

"So that's it. Uncle Emperor wants to talk to you about something."

The emperor glanced at Mo Lingwei on the bed and said hesitantly, "Shall we go to the side hall to talk?"

"Okay." Shen Ningning put down her books and followed the emperor to the side hall.

At this time, His Royal Highness, who seemed to be in a coma on the bed, lightly clenched his fingertips.

"Ning Ning, that's it. You have also seen that the natural disaster has indeed come as you said. Now the entire Cangyun Kingdom, including the Jiangnan Generation, has been sealed off by heavy snow."

"We have just experienced a drought, and before we can recover, we are hit by a cold disaster again. The imperial government's treasury granary is limited and can only last for half a year at most. After half a year, if the cold disaster has not passed, everything will be over."

"So, the emperor's uncle wants to discuss with you. I heard that you have stockpiled a lot of supplies before. Do you think you can help a little and put it into the national treasury?"

"These materials will eventually flow into the hands of the people and help all people."

When the emperor said these words, his posture was very low.

Like an elder asking the younger generation for advice.

Shen Ningning lowered her eyelashes: "Uncle Emperor, I have considered this issue."

In fact, the little guy had already thought about this when Xie Suzhi reminded her.

Her voice was waxy but clear: "I have indeed thought about donating some supplies to help everyone survive the natural disaster."

"But, I'm afraid that once I start, you won't allow me to stop. But there are so many people behind me to feed, and I am exhausted. My family, my villagers and my friends, what to eat? What to use?"

The little guy said it very straightforwardly.

The title of blessed girl is both good and bad.

It represents a responsibility that she cannot shirk.

You can donate this time. What if you ask her to donate next time when everyone runs out of supplies?
The emperor nodded in approval, his voice deepening.

"What you said makes sense. So, would you rather have a better way?"

"Yes," Shen Ningning nodded and expressed her thoughts: "I donated anonymously. Uncle Emperor, don't tell everyone, the thing is mine."

The emperor was shocked: "How can this be possible? You have done good things, and we should publicize it and tell the world that it is your good fortune that has blessed everyone." Shen Ningning shook her little head decisively.

"I actually don't care about this kind of pursuit."

The little guy has already tasted warmth and cold.

Before, everyone didn't believe that natural disasters were coming and said she was a fake lucky girl.

Now that she is needed, she has been elevated to the position of blessed girl.

The false name of "Blessed Girl" is not as real as a bowl of meat!
Shen Ningning continued: "Uncle Emperor, only by doing this can I protect myself while ensuring that I take care of everyone."

The emperor thought for a moment and finally nodded.

"Okay, then I will satisfy you. Heaven knows and earth knows about this matter. You know it and I know it."

"I will never erase your contribution. In private, your contribution and benefits will definitely be indispensable."

Shen Ningning smiled sweetly and then went deeper.

"This donation of materials, to the outside world, Uncle Emperor, just say it was a gift from a girl from the south of the Yangtze River. The name is not important."

"Okay, I will listen to you. Now, Ning Ning, how much do you plan to donate?"

"Ten warehouses of firewood, six hundred bolts of cotton, and five granaries of rice and flour."

When the emperor heard this, he excitedly held Shen Ningning's little hand.

He was so excited that he almost shed tears.

"Good Ningning, you are really a good boy of the emperor's uncle. You have solved an urgent need."

"If Prime Minister Xie hadn't taken the lead, I would have turned you into my goddaughter!"

As soon as the emperor finished speaking, a cold and stern voice came from the door: "Don't even think about it."

The two of them turned to look. Mo Lingwei's black hair hung down on his shoulders, holding on to the door frame, his eyes dark and cold.

Shen Ningning was delighted: "Eh? Brother, you're awake!"

Mo Lingwei walked in with a somewhat frivolous step, and pulled Shen Ningning's little hand out of the emperor's palm.

He grabbed the little guy aside and said, "Why did you donate just when he asked you to donate?"

Shen Ningning blinked her big innocent eyes: "When I was preparing, I specially saved this portion to help people all over the world."

The little guy had expected it.

Mo Lingwei frowned, his face was still a little pale, and his eyes were as dark as abyss.

"You should keep it to yourself. If people in the world don't believe you, their life and death will have nothing to do with you."

But Shen Ningning shook her head and held his hand.

She raised her big, bright eyes and said, "I have to take care of it. If the natural disaster can leave early, my brother's illness can also be cured faster, right?"

Mo Lingwei's heart felt warm and his body swayed.

The emperor quickly came over to support him: "Oh, why did you come here in such a hurry just after you woke up?"

Mo Lingwei gave him a cold look: "You insist on taking Shen Ningning to the side hall to talk. Is there anything I can't say that I can't hear?"

"I'm afraid that your idea is not right, so of course I have to come and listen."

Shen Ningning covered her mouth with her small hands and snickered with crooked eyes.

When it was time for her to leave the palace, Shen Ningning was riding on a float, preparing to leave the palace.

However, they happened to encounter Concubine Rong's guard of honor. Ye Changyi was walking in the front, wearing the peacock blue collar of a female official, so majestic.

After seeing Shen Ningning's car, Ye Changyi raised her eyebrows.

It was finally time for her to feel proud.

When the palace road met, Shen Ningning's float and Concubine Rong's guard of honor both stopped at the same time.

There must be a compromise.

But this time, the always low-key little guy raised the curtain and said to the little eunuch: "It's getting dark soon. Grandma will be worried if you don't go home. Go and ask Concubine Rong to give way to me."

The little one will no longer be polite to those who have had ill intentions towards her.

Unexpectedly, the little eunuch went and came back, followed by Ye Changyi.

The young eunuch looked embarrassed: "Princess Princess, Concubine Rong... said she was in a hurry to worship the Buddha."

Ye Changyi pushed the little eunuch aside forcefully.

Across the curtain, she stared at Shen Ningning proudly: "Princess, the empress is going to the Zhaori Pagoda to offer Buddhist scriptures and pray to God that the natural disaster will pass as soon as possible."

"If you don't give way, it will only delay the auspicious time for the Queen to worship the Buddha, so get out of the way quickly."

(End of this chapter)