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

When Shen Ningning left Qi Mansion, she promised Mrs. Qi that she would definitely find a way for Qi Xiuwei.

A few days passed.

The Queen's memorial day was approaching, and the Emperor went on patrol incognito, taking Mo Lingwei, the King of Shu, and Shen Ningning to the National Temple to stay for a few days.

Firstly, it was to pray for the late empress, and secondly, the emperor would burn incense regularly to thank God and protect his son Mo Lingwei from recurrence of his old illness.

The road up the mountain was a bit slippery and the carriage was a bit difficult to drive.

Shen Ningning lifted the curtain and saw Chen Shaobei accompanied by soldiers escorting him, as well as Commander Lu and a group of strict forbidden troops. She made up her mind.

"Strange, why haven't I seen Mr. Pei for a long time?" She was a little confused.

Mo Lingwei, who was sitting next to her and reading, raised his eyes and pretended to be cold: "What's wrong, do you miss him?"

Shen Ningning blinked in surprise: "No, brother, don't talk nonsense. I want to ask him what his feelings are for Xiaowei. They have been communicating for so many years. I don't believe that Mr. Pei doesn't like Xiaowei at all."

If Pei Yin could help dissolve Qi Xiuwei's marriage, Xiaowei would be so happy.

Mo Lingwei snorted coldly: "How much can he like it? After so long, I can't even figure out who is writing to him. I think I am also confused."

Shen Ningning tilted her head. Today, the little girl had a few tassels in her black hair.

It swayed slightly with the movement and shone brightly.

"Brother, tell the truth, are you making things difficult for Mr. Pei?"

"No. Mo Lingwei crossed his arms, lowered his eyes coldly, and continued reading, but he couldn't read with some irritation.

Shen Ningning tugged on his sleeve: "Really? Then why don't you dare look into my eyes and say."

Mo Lingwei suddenly raised his head: "I didn't."

However, he really didn't dare to meet the little girl's eyes.

At the end, he threw the book aside and admitted angrily: "Why don't you believe me? I just gave him a few secret guards and asked him to investigate whether Liang Yuanzhong was worth marrying Qi Xiuwei. It was originally a good thing, but how could it be It’s difficult.”

Shen Ningning widened her eyes: "You let him investigate Liang Yuanzhong by himself? He is the prince of Changguo. If Pei Yin's whereabouts are exposed and..."

Before she could finish her words, Mo Lingwei had already covered her mouth with his hand.

His tone was low, and this time it didn't look like he was joking.

"If he likes Qi Xiuwei, he will naturally know what to do and don't want you to worry about him."

Shen Ningning blinked her long eyelashes innocently, her round eyes very clear.

The inexplicable fire in Mo Lingwei's heart was suppressed.

He retracted his hand and said, "If you feel sleepy, just take a nap. It's still a long way to the National Temple."

Shen Ningning was not sleepy, she just looked at the beads in his hand.

Mo Lingwei hadn't worn it for a long time. This time when he went out to worship God and the Queen, the emperor specifically asked him to wear it.

The national temple had been inspected and banned by the imperial army three days in advance. There was not a single pilgrim at the moment. The emperor and his party arrived at the national temple. The abbot, the old abbot, and a group of novices stood at the door to greet them.

"Amitabha, the poor monk has come to see the Emperor. All the furnishings in the Zen room have been arranged. Please ask the Emperor to settle down with all the nobles."

The weather was dull. Shen Ningning looked up and felt that the clouds were thick and it seemed like it was going to rain heavily.

Mo Lingwei naturally held her hand: "The mud on the mountain is slippery, I will lead you."

When the two of them passed by the King of Shu, Shen Ningning raised her eyes and saw that the King of Shu was smiling.

She frowned subconsciously.

I really don't like this bad guy.

Mo Lingwei looked around, raised his eyebrows and asked coldly: "Why don't you see auntie?"

"Your aunt is not feeling well, so naturally she can't come." King Shu answered quickly.

For the time being, everyone lit incense one by one in the Main Hall.

Afterwards, the emperor went to rest, and Shen Ningning followed Mo Lingwei to his Zen room.

Mo Lingwei called Chen Shaobei, gave him a few secret instructions, and then asked him to investigate.

In the afternoon, Chen Shaobei returned and said to Mo Lingwei: "Sure enough, as His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said, the Princess of Shu is controlled by the King of Shu in the palace. It is not because she is sick. It seems that the King of Shu does not allow her to go out."

Mo Lingwei took a deep breath, anger surging in his thin eyes.

"He treated my eldest aunt like this and turned a deaf ear to my instructions."

Chen Shaobei added: "I also discovered a very strange thing. The soldiers in the palace have almost disappeared."

As a prince, the King of Shu has personal guards. These soldiers are more powerful than ordinary guards and usually bear the responsibility of protecting the palace.

There were about 200 soldiers in the King of Shu's palace, but when Chen Shaobei went back and sneaked into the King of Shu's palace, he found that there were hardly many soldiers patrolling.

Where have they all gone?

Shen Ningning was a little suspicious: "Could it be that he was used to escort the Ninth Prince out of the capital?"

Mo Lingwei's eyes flashed with disgust.

His own uncle actually liked Concubine Qi's son more.

How ridiculous.

"Ignore him, Shaobei, please arrange more manpower to keep an eye on the King of Shu."

"Okay." Chen Shaobei nodded.

Considering Shen Ningning's safety, Chen Shaobei said directly: "I brought Jiang Zhi with me this time, so let her stay with Miss Shen, right?"

Mo Lingwei frowned: "Jiang Zhi is a man, so it's inconvenient. I brought a few maids for Shen Ningning, who know some kung fu and kicks."

Shen Ningning said hurriedly: "It's okay! Brother Jiang and I are relatively familiar, and it's nice to have him here."

Mo Lingwei's face darkened and he was a little reluctant, but Shen Ningning said so, so he could only agree.

But he thought to himself countless times.

Why does Shen Ningning always have so many good brothers, Brother Jiang, Lord Pei...

Is he not good enough? What else does she need these people for!

After dinner, Shen Ningning returned to her room to rest.

Jiang Zhi came in from outside, covered with rain silk, and the little girl realized that it was raining outside.

Seeing that she was wearing armor, she looked very powerful, and her brows were even more heroic.

These years of experience have made Jiang Zhi's temperament calmer.

"Sister Ningning!" Jiang Zhi was very happy to see her.

She was usually busy with training and rarely had the opportunity to return to Xiangyun Village to see Shen Ningning. She was very surprised that Chen Shaobei would take her with him this time.

"Jiang——" The little girl almost blurted out the word "sister". She glanced at the palace maid at the door and covered up her embarrassment with a smile: "Brother Jiang, I leave my safety to you this time."

Jiang Zhi immediately responded solemnly: "A humble position will definitely live up to your destiny."

Before going to bed, Shen Ningning walked to the corridor and looked at the dark sky.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, hitting the eaves like crackling cannons. Soon, rainwater was gathering and winding down the mountain.

The national temple is located in the rolling mountains. Shen Ningning doesn't know why, but she feels a little uncomfortable.

Therefore, she lit a lamp while sleeping and told Jiang Zhi: "Don't leave the yard too far. If you find anyone suspicious, don't chase him alone."

Jiang Zhi nodded in agreement.

However, not long after Shen Ningning fell asleep, she was awakened by a rapid knock on the door.

"It's not good, Sister Ningning," Jiang Zhi's voice came: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's old illness has relapsed, the Emperor asks you to come over and help!"

My dear friends, may the winter solstice be safe and prosperous!