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

Shen Ningning's beautiful eyes were full of fright. After seeing clearly that it was Mo Lingwei, she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ah...I copied the scriptures." She quickly removed the pen and ink and took a handkerchief to dip the ink on her head.

 Fortunately, the scriptures were in duplicate. Shen Ningning had already copied a lot of them, and the one he had destroyed had just begun.

Mo Lingwei didn't expect that his touch would make her so frightened?

He sat down next to him and said in a cold tone: "You were so absorbed in copying, didn't you even notice when I walked over?"

Shen Ningning hummed: "If you want to copy, you must concentrate on it. Is Your Highness the Crown Prince finished?"

 She always calls him His Royal Highness, which makes Mo Lingwei very uncomfortable.

 But if she were asked to call her brother again, he would not be able to do so.

“You’re almost busy. Qingyuan didn’t tell you that it’s too late to start again tomorrow for these blessing matters?”

“She said that I wanted to come, and there is nothing to do in Zichen Palace anyway.”

Shen Ningning said this because she felt that it was inappropriate for her to sit in the Kunling Hall, which symbolized the Crown Princess.

 It’s better to just come out.

She thought for a while and said to Mo Lingwei: "I think since we are praying for blessings, it is not convenient to live in Zichen Palace. It is too far away from Zhaori Pagoda. I think there is Shanglin Palace next to Zhaori Pagoda, why not Shall I move there?"

Mo Lingwei was reading the rest of the scriptures she had copied. When he heard this, he raised his eyes and looked towards her.

 For some reason, Shen Ningning was a little nervous, and her hands under her sleeves slightly grasped her dress.

"The concubine should live in Shanglin Palace. If Ruogu agrees to let you live in it, you are breaking the rules."

Shen Ningning hesitated: "Then, you can live somewhere else."

Mo Lingwei sneered and put down the scripture: "I heard it, you just don't want to be in the same palace as Gu, right?"

Since he said it bluntly, Shen Ningning no longer dodges.

She discussed with him calmly: "The palace His Highness has arranged for me will only attract criticism if I live in it with my identity."

"Who dares to criticize you? Your Second Young Master Lu who has not yet been engaged?" Mo Lingwei raised his eyebrows.

Without waiting for Shen Ningning to answer, he has made a cold decision: "You need no need to say this. Since there is a way to let you enter the palace, you will naturally not let you live in other places."

"You have always been smart. What does it mean to enter the palace today? You know very well that Gu cannot let you go easily. Not touching you is already the limit of Gu. If you are not even allowed to look at it, then Gu will have no choice but to be cruel. Hands on."

Shen Ningning's heart skipped a beat, and her beautiful eyes showed sadness.

 “What do you want to do to me?”

Mo Lingwei sneered: "I can't deal with you, but I can't guarantee that anything will happen to Lu Shaoyuan."

Shen Ningning's beautiful face suddenly turned pale: "Don't touch him!"

Lu Shaoyuan was only implicated by her, and Shen Ningning couldn't watch him get hurt because of her.

Mo Lingwei raised his eyebrows.

By protecting Lu Shaoyuan like this, could it be that she really has some feelings?

Thinking of this, Mo Lingwei stood up, lowered his eyes condescendingly, his handsome face was extremely cold.

 “You’re really nice to him.” He said, threw up his sleeves and left.

 That night, I wonder if Mo Lingwei was annoyed by her. I heard from Qingyuan that Mo Lingwei had someone prepare a soft mattress in the side room of the royal study, and he was probably going to rest there tonight.

Shen Ningning was lying on the bed in Kunling Hall, looking at the complicated patterns on the bed tent, and the fine yellow pear wood with carvings of luan, phoenix and singing, showing its exquisiteness.

 Unfortunately, these do not belong to her.

 The girl turned over. In the darkness, her beautiful eyes were full of complicated emotions.

Shen Ningning couldn't sleep, and the same was true for Mo Lingwei, who was lying in a side room of the imperial study.

 He put a hand on his forehead, and although his eyes were closed, his eyebrows were furrowed.

 He repeatedly asked himself whether he should not be angry.

 Finally he had so much time to spend alone with Shen Ningning, how could he just turn around and leave.

If she chose Lu Shaoyuan, it was because Lu Shaoyuan spent more time with her.

So, now that he has taken care of the government affairs, he can spend all his time with Shen Ningning during the day.

Maybe it can change her mind. Thinking of this, Mo Lingwei immediately sat up. The **** watching outside heard the noise and turned his head to see that the lights in the imperial study were back on.

He pushed the door open and went in. His Royal Highness had already put on his clothes and was sitting behind the desk again.

The **** was shocked: "Your Highness, it's almost midnight and it's too late. Please take care of your health and go to rest!"

Mo Lingwei picked up the Zhu pen and said without raising his head: "It's okay. I'll take a rest after finishing these trivial chores. Go and tell the imperial chef to make a bowl of refreshing soup."

Seeing that he could not persuade him, the **** could only sigh and leave.

 The next day.

Shen Ningning didn't know when she fell asleep last night. When she woke up, it was already after Chen time in the morning.

Mo Lingwei didn't let anyone disturb her from sleeping in, but Shen Ningning felt that she shouldn't stay in bed, so she sat up immediately when she woke up.

Qingyuan came in to serve her and brought her a brand new dress.

Shen Ningning took a look at it twice: "I brought clothes with me when I entered the palace this time, so I'd better wear my own clothes."

But Qingyuan said: "Princess, please forgive me, these are the clothes worn by the blessed girl, and the servants only brought them here under orders."

With a title like Fu Nu, Shen Ningning could not refuse, so she could only let Qingyuan help her get dressed.

When having breakfast, Shen Ningning did not ask, Qingyuan took the initiative to report: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has gone to court. I just sent someone to give instructions that after His Highness has finished his meal, he can go to the Imperial Garden for a walk. He will come later." Will come to find the princess."

Shen Ningning said calmly: "I know."

 After breakfast, Qingyuan took six palace ladies and accompanied Shen Ningning to the imperial garden to bask in the sun.

 The sunshine in early April is just right, and the bright fragrance filling the garden is refreshing.

Shen Ningning sat behind a bunch of hibiscus flowers and rested for the time being.

Qingyuan said: "Princess must be tired after walking for a while. I will ask someone to bring you tea."

 Several other maids were standing guard not far away.

At this moment, two voices talking came from nowhere, and Shen Ningning heard her own name.

"I guess Shen Ningning will definitely become the Crown Princess. I'll bet two grains of millet on it."

“Why are you so sure? I guess the one named Meng will be the crown princess! I’ll bet three red beans.”

Shen Ningning looked for the source of the sound, but there was no one anywhere.

 But when she looked up, she saw two chubby sparrows jumping around on the branches.

 The girl narrowed her beautiful eyes.

 The sound was indeed made by them.

The fat sparrow on the left said: "I bet it's Shen Ningning! Because the palace maid named Qingyuan was specially trained by the palace for the crown prince. Whoever she serves will be the crown prince!"

 The round-headed sparrow on the right shook its body.

"You are too arbitrary to say that. Last time I was at the imperial study window and heard that the prince's people arranged for him to see Meng Wan Ning."

Two sparrows were quarreling so much that they both bet their stocks.

　millet, red beans, mung beans, finally the sparrow who supported Shen Ningning became anxious and bet on a small pearl he picked up.

When Shen Ningning heard this, she couldn't help laughing.

 The sound of two sparrows arguing suddenly stopped.

 “Why do you think she is laughing?”

 “You shouldn’t have heard what we said, right?”

“Oops, then we were just talking about someone poisoning the tea the prince drank today, and did she hear it?”

Shen Ningning's expression changed.

What? ! Poison? !

She suddenly stood up, and two guilty little sparrows flapped their wings and flew away in fright.