Thrown Into the Wolf’s Den! Zaizai Holds Space In His Hands To Survive the Disaster Year

On the ninth day after the locust plague appeared, the emperor and his courtiers discussed to no avail and decided to seek a solution from God.

 The first thing he thought of was Shen Ningning.

 The little guy was invited to the palace.

When Shen Ningning arrived outside the imperial study room, she heard a clear female voice coming from inside.

“Uncle Emperor, Zhirou heard from my father that you have lost your appetite recently, so you personally learned this cup of Qingxin old duck soup. You got up early in the morning and stewed it. It tastes very good. Uncle Emperor, please try it.”

In the imperial study room, there is a thirteen-year-old girl, wearing a lotus dress, and she looks beautiful and gentle.

 It's just that the way she looked at the emperor was full of flattery.

Mo Zhirou is the adopted daughter of the King of Shu. When she was four years old, she was sold on the street to bury her mother. She was seen by the Princess of Shu at a young age. The Princess of Shu, who had no children, felt that she was extremely pitiful and took her back to the palace.

For the sake of his wife, the King of Shu recognized her as his adopted daughter and adopted the royal surname Mo.

However, after all, she is not of true royal blood, so she does not even have the title of princess.

Mo Zhirou entered the palace this time because she relied on her adoptive father, the King of Shu, to have a close relationship with the emperor, and wanted to seek the title of princess for herself.

　　When she gets married in the future, she will be able to choose between princes and nobles.

 It's a pity that she didn't choose the right time. The emperor, who was usually kind to her, was absent-minded today and frequently looked outside the imperial study room.

Until the **** loudly reported: "Princess Funing has arrived!"

The emperor frowned and relaxed: "Quick! Invite Ning Ning in quickly. Zhirou, go back first. Put the soup you stewed here. I'll have time to drink it later."

Mo Zhirou failed to achieve his goal and was disturbed again, so a flash of dissatisfaction naturally flashed in his eyes.

 She packed the food box slowly, but she glanced in the direction of the door from the corner of her eye.

 I saw a little girl wearing a lilac gauze skirt walking in.

She has a fair face, as delicate as a budding flower, and as clear as water.

 She has delicate facial features, dark eyes, pink lips, and shiny hair.

As soon as she walked in, Mo Zhirou felt that she was different from him.

Princess Funing has the confidence to live without having to please others, which makes her always hold her head high, with a smile on her lips.

Mo Zhirou knew that it was not easy to get rich since she was a child, so she looked at people's eyes carefully.

Now that I knew the difference between her and Princess Funing, I felt even more unhappy.

Shen Ningning came in, she hesitated, and only after the emperor urged her three times did she leave.

 The door to the royal study room is closed.

 The emperor immediately stepped forward, invited Shen Ningning to sit on the futon under the window and poured tea for the little girl with his own hands.

“Ning Ning, uncle is in trouble this time and has to ask you for help.”

Shen Ningning held the tea cup in her white hands. At first glance, she saw that it was her favorite clear flower tea.

 Suddenly he was full of laughter: "Uncle Emperor, tell me directly. Is it because of the locust plague?"

The emperor nodded: "After discussing with the courtiers, we found that the locusts took advantage of the lack of rainfall this spring and laid eggs in the exposed riverbed nearby."

“So, I’m thinking of asking you to increase the rainfall and raise the water level back. Maybe we can prevent the emergence of this locust from the root.”

Shen Ningning blinked her big eyes and thought for a moment.

In the fairyland, her little dark clouds grew longer and more. As she grew older, the fairyland continued to grow.

But it would be nice if there were better jade to eat, maybe more dark clouds would grow.

 It’s a pity that Little Fairyland is very picky now. Even if it eats ordinary jade, it will not grow up.

 It still needs the kind of high-quality jade.

 Today, the four trees in the fairyland add up to a total of more than 40 dark clouds.

 Even if you use some every day, you can keep it from raining for a whole month.

After thinking clearly, Shen Ningning nodded decisively: "Okay, I'll take care of it." The emperor's eyes were filled with joy, and he took Shen Ningning's small hand in his hands: "Ningning, with your words, uncle will feel relieved."

 Suddenly, he remembered.

His son Mo Lingwei wouldn't let him hold Shen Ningning's hand!

 Said he was an uncle, and Shen Ningning was a little girl, so she couldn't take advantage of others.

Thinking of his son's stinky face, the emperor was so frightened that he quickly let go of his hand and gave Shen Ningning some tea to resolve the embarrassment.

 The little girl didn't notice anything about this.

He just smiled sweetly: "Locusts also have an impact on Xiangyun Village. The uncles and aunts of the villagers cry every day, and the loquat trees they worked so hard to maintain are all eaten. I hate it so much."

Shen Ningning's dark eyes turned.

“But, Uncle Emperor, you always give me benefits every time I help you. What will you give me this time?”

The emperor was stunned and laughed loudly: "Ning Ning, as long as I can do it, you can just ask."

Shen Ningning did not hesitate, crossed her arms and said, "Then I want a gold medal to avoid death."

 The emperor was stunned.

 “What do you want this for?”

 Shen Ningning now has a distinguished status and is his son's best friend.

 What's more, the emperor became more and more fond of this child and gradually put the words of the imperial master behind him.

Moreover, Mo Lingwei followed Shen Ningning and never had the old illness again.

There is no need for the gold medal to avoid death. The emperor will not do anything to her. After Mo Lingwei ascends the throne, he will only dote on her even more.

 Unexpectedly, Shen Ningning was very determined this time.

"I'm afraid that one day, something unexpected will happen. A word from the emperor's uncle will make me or my relatives around me lose my head."

 She is doing it for the smelly second brother.

 Because, Shen Ningning never believed that a sinister person like Concubine Qi would give up.

 She will definitely try her best to frame Xie Ming'an.

In order to save Xie Ming'an's life, Shen Ningning must keep a death-free medal in his hand to prevent Concubine Qi from killing others with a borrowed knife.

The little girl grabbed the emperor's sleeve and shook it: "Uncle, just give me one, and I will help you make rain."

The emperor looked at her chubby pink face, nodded with a smile, and agreed: "Okay! Come, tell the Palace Secretary, and I will give the princess a gold medal to avoid death."

Shen Ningning said hurriedly: "No, you have to give it to me secretly, otherwise everyone will know about it. What if everyone with meritorious deeds comes to the emperor to ask for the death-free gold medal?"

 The emperor pointed at the little guy with a smile, and shook his head helplessly, very fondly.

"You, you, don't know that in the entire government and the entire capital, I can only allow you to be so arrogant like me. Okay, then I will listen to you. Who wants my uncle to need Ning Ning's help?"

 The emperor arranged for his confidants, Mr. Lu, the commander of the Forbidden Army, to go to the Palace Affairs Department to secretly get a gold medal for immunity from death.

After handing it over to the little girl, the emperor smiled and said, "It's okay now, right?"

Shen Ningning nodded decisively, thought for a while, and stretched out her hand: "Uncle Emperor, we pull the hook to get the gold medal to avoid death. This is a secret that only the two of us know, and my brother can't tell it either!"

 The emperor raised his eyebrows in surprise, wondering what this smart little guy was planning.

However, he was not worried at all, because Shen Ningning was not a naughty child.

 “I will never tell others about Lagou.”

 The big palm covers the small hand, and the agreement is made.

 Small smile flashed in Shen Ningning's eyes.

 Looking at the shining golden death-free token, I feel extremely relieved.

 Now you don’t have to worry about the stinky second brother being framed.