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

Mo Lingwei pushed her favorite palace pastries in front of her.

Shen Ningning immediately hugged the plate and filled her cheeks with satisfaction like a happy little hamster.

Seeing her happy look, Mo Lingwei couldn't help but chuckle and wiped the thin sweat from her forehead with his fingers.

"Is there anything that I need you to tell the man surnamed Jiang?" he said.

Shen Ningning blinked her big eyes.

The one whose surname is Jiang?

She muttered in her voice: "Brother, are you talking about Jiang...brother? Well, grandma is not feeling well recently, so I asked her to go back and take care of me."

Mo Lingwei crossed his arms and pretended to snort: "Can't I help you?"

The little guy tilted his head, with an innocent look on his face: "Aren't you going to accompany me into the palace?"

In this way, Mo Lingwei was relieved of the unhappiness in her heart, and her eyebrows straightened and she smiled warmly.

"No matter how happy you are, why are you here?"

After he finished speaking, he thought of the way Shen Ningning arranged the refugees in an orderly manner just now.

"I see you have quite an idea. How about I pick two maids from the palace to serve you?"

Wu Fang, who was driving outside, heard this and sighed inwardly.

His Highness the Crown Prince's heart has no limits!

The village head is not the same as the county head or princess. In terms of specifications, the court does not need to equip maids or issue uniforms.

But for Shen Ningning, Mo Lingwei set a precedent again and again.

If such an honor were placed in any person's home, he would be happy to shout that the ancestral tombs are smoking.

But after hearing this, Shen Ningning's little head shook faster than a rattle.

"No, absolutely not! I can't fit so many people in my house!"

A tea shed has to accommodate more than a dozen people. Just this matter makes Shen Ningning feel worried.

What's more, she was used to living in the mountains with her grandma, and was accompanied by wolves, so naturally she didn't need anyone to serve her.

Seeing that she was unhappy, Mo Lingwei didn't insist anymore.

He just said: "When you change your mind later, tell me again."

Shen Ningning nodded, and then told him interesting things in the private school.

Mo Lingwei suddenly thought of something: "It's almost the Mid-Autumn Festival. Your private school classes are about to end, right?"

The little guy blinked his big eyes blankly: "Time flies so fast, is it almost the Mid-Autumn Festival?"

But she opened the curtain and looked out at the bright scorching sun outside the car. The earth was steaming and there were billowing heat waves.

Because of the lack of rain, it still feels like summer, but before we know it, it’s almost autumn.

In Mo Lingwei's carriage, there were small gold-plated and purple iron cages placed at the four corners, with ice cubes placed inside, so he could not feel the heat.

Shen Ningning put down the curtain and said, "It's almost over. Grandpa Fu said before that the private school classes will be gone until the end of September."

Mo Lingwei looked at her: "The Chinese Academy of Chinese Studies will recruit students at the end of the year. There are only three places this time. Can I take one for you?"

How many students are admitted each year is insider information.

But for Mo Lingwei, it was not difficult to know this kind of thing. For Shen Ningning, he had even learned about it.

He has already planned which wives in the Chinese Academy of Sciences are suitable for her and which classmates he will recommend to her.

But Shen Ningning shook her head decisively again and refused.

"No need, brother, I will pass the exam based on my own ability!" This was also the agreement between her and the crazy master.

Mo Lingwei's deep black eyes flashed with a trace of darkness: "You rejected me twice today, you are so heartless."

Shen Ningning smiled shyly, her eyes were watery and dark like fine gems.

She looked at Mo Lingwei, with such a soft pink face and an innocent expression, making people unable to be angry with her.

What Mo Lingwei said just now was just a joke, he didn't really want to settle a score with her.

But Shen Ningning was afraid that he would break her heart, so she took the initiative to pick up a piece of pastry and leaned towards it.

"Brother, you eat! Don't be angry."

The pastry was brought to his thin lips. It was Mo Lingwei's least favorite sweet.

He raised his eyebrows and opened his mouth to refuse, but looked at Shen Ningning's expectant expression.

Those words of rejection were not spoken, but instead he took a bite in obedience.

She liked these pastries the most, so she shared the food with her good friends like a proud little hamster.

The voice was soft and soft as he asked: "Is it delicious?"

Mo Lingwei slowly thought about it between his lips and teeth, and finally nodded: "It's acceptable."

"Then brother is still angry?" Her slender eyelashes, like two small fans, blinked twice obediently.

Mo Lingwei chuckled: "I'm not angry anymore."

Shen Ningning's milky white face suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

She held the plate and continued to sit next to her and ate.

Mo Lingwei rested his head and looked at her thoughtfully.

The carriage entered the palace and went straight to Tai Chi Hall.

Mo Lingwei had already told the embroiderer to wait there and measure Shen Ningning's size.

The reason why I chose that place is because the surrounding environment of Taiji Palace is beautiful. Not only is it surrounded by green bamboos, but the water from the Taiye Pool in the palace will also pass through here. The palace is surrounded by water on three sides.

This is a beautiful scenery that cannot be seen outside.

However, as soon as he reached the white jade steps of Tai Chi Hall, Mo Lingwei raised his head and saw a bright yellow figure standing there with a smile.

His handsome eyebrows instantly wrinkled, and there was a coldness in his dark pupils.

Shen Ningning also saw it and said curiously: "Brother, is that uncle wearing a dragon robe?"

She had never seen it, she had only heard it described by the crazy master.

It is said that every dragon robe worn by the emperor requires more than a dozen embroiderers to work together to embroider it.

It is necessary to ensure that the dragon on his body is majestic and eye-catching no matter what angle he looks at.

Shen Ningning recognized that the dragon on his body was almost similar to the dragon on the robe that Mo Lingwei wore before.

"Well," Mo Lingwei lowered his head and said to her, "It's my annoying father. If he asks you questions that are not convenient for you to answer later, just ignore him."

Shen Ningning was surprised: "But that's the emperor. I ignored him. What should I do if the emperor is unhappy?"

"As long as I'm here, there's no chance for him to be unhappy. I'll drive him away. Don't be afraid." As he said that, Mo Lingwei grabbed Shen Ningning's little hand.

The emperor has been waiting here early in the morning.

Before, his son hid Shen Ningning like a treasure and didn't even give her a chance to take a look.

Now it’s time to see a real person!

"Yeah, yeah, this is Ning Ning, right?" The emperor smiled kindly and came down the steps without any airs.

When he walked to Shen Ningning, he knelt down and took out a piece of milk boiled with sugar from his sleeve and handed it to her.

The little guy has delicate and fair skin and a cute rosy face. After seeing him, he looked a little timid.

She did not take the piece of milk, but called out obediently: "Hello, Uncle Emperor."

The little guy doesn't understand etiquette, so he naturally doesn't know how to greet the emperor in the palace.

So after finishing speaking, she raised her head and looked at Mo Lingwei.

Those twinkling black eyes seemed to be asking him: Am I doing the right thing?

Mo Lingwei nodded lightly: "Just take what he gave you. If you don't like it, throw it away."

After he finished speaking, the emperor looked at him and said, "Ning Ning hasn't said she doesn't like eating it yet!"

Shen Ningning took the initiative, put it in her mouth and took a bite.

The milky and milky smell bloomed from her mouth, and her eyes lit up because of the delicious taste.

"It's delicious, thank you, Uncle Emperor!"

The emperor was overjoyed and laughed loudly: "It's hot here, and there are many things in the room, all prepared by uncle for you. Come on, let's go into the palace."

He stretched out his hand and took Shen Ningning's left hand, while Mo Lingwei took her right hand.

In front of the imperial guards and eunuchs, the little guy was led into the Tai Chi Palace by the two most noble men of Cangyun Kingdom.

Several famous embroiderers in the palace and two experienced nuns were already waiting.

After seeing Shen Ningning, they paid their respects: "See the Lord Funing."

Then, Mo Lingwei let go of his hand: "Go."

Several embroiderers smiled and led Shen Ningning behind the screen: "My slave, please measure the village master. Please move forward."

Shen Ningning followed behind the screen in confusion.

I could only hear the rustling sound of people taking off their clothes inside.

Mo Lingwei had nothing to say to the emperor, and his expression was a little indifferent.

Seeing his son's expression, the emperor didn't intend to speak. He waited for a while to use Shen Ningning as a breakthrough to get closer to Mo Lingwei.

Father and son had just sat on chairs facing each other.

Then I heard Shen Ningning's anxious cry from behind the screen: "No!"