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

In the evening, she went home first.

Grandma Qin made a lot of delicious dishes.

Ginseng black chicken soup, crab roe dumplings, cherry meat yam, and a pot of mulberry and chrysanthemum herbal tea.

Shen Ningning quietly stored it in the fairyland before entering the palace to visit Mo Lingwei.

It's night time and the stars are twinkling.

This time the guard didn't even search Shen Ningning, and just let her go up the steps and run towards the Sun Tower.

"Brother! I'm here!" The little guy looked happy.

She stood at the window and shouted for a long time, but no one responded.

"Brother?" Shen Ningning had to shout twice more.

However, there was silence in the Zhaori Tower. The little guy stood on tiptoes and looked inside.

Mo Lingwei was seen lying on the ground, motionless.

Shen Ningning was shocked: "Brother passed out!"

She shouted to the guards at the bottom of the steps, but they seemed not to hear her because they were far away.

Just when Shen Ningning was about to run over, Mo Lingwei, who was lying on the ground, half-stretched his body and shouted——

"Shen Ningning, stop screaming."

The little guy hurriedly looked into the window: "Brother, how are you? What's wrong with you? I have to call the doctor over!"

Mo Lingwei held on to the wall and staggered to the window.

Under the moonlight, Shen Ningning seemed to see something like frost clinging to his eyebrows and eyelashes, which were white.

Even his complexion was particularly pale and pale.

Shen Ningning thought she had made a mistake and rubbed her eyes. When she moved her hand away, Mo Lingwei had already avoided her sight and was sitting in the blind corner by the window, leaning against the wall to catch his breath.

Shen Ningning couldn't see him anymore and became even more anxious.

"Brother, I'd better ask the guard to open the door!"

"No, it's my old problem. I know it won't die. It will get better in two days."

His voice was particularly weak.

Shen Ningning frowned: "But..."

Mo Lingwei glanced sideways and tried to be gentle in his tone, not to scare her: "It's already the third day, and there are still two days left before the rain praying ceremony can be completed. I don't want to give up halfway at this moment."

"So, Shen Ningning, can you keep it a secret for me? Don't make it public."

The little guy was silent for a while, then said in a soft voice: "Okay, brother, I listen to you..."

She took out food from the fairyland, but Mo Lingwei couldn't even raise his hand.

His whole body felt like it was wrapped in ice, and if he moved, it would cause pain in his heart!

Seeing that he had no appetite, Shen Ningning could only take back all the food.

Suddenly, she thought of something: "Brother, are the prayer beads that the emperor's uncle has always asked you to wear by your side?"

Mo Lingwei was stunned: "Not here."

Shen Ningning stood up in a hurry: "I'll get it for you, just wait for me!"

She ran down the steps in a panic. Mo Lingwei sat up and looked out the window.

I saw her little figure running away in the moonlight.

"This idiot... the Buddhist beads are useless for my condition." Mo Lingwei's frost-covered face was as cold and white as a mortal.

Shen Ningning placed all her hopes on this string of 108 beads.

This thing must be very important and can help my brother. Otherwise, why would the emperor's uncle remind him to wear it again and again?

After finding the beads, Shen Ningning held them tightly in her little hands and ran back from Zichen Palace.

The sixth prince, Mo Changgong, happened to be pushed out to relax. At the corner of the palace road, he saw Shen Ningning running towards him.

He waved his hand coldly, signaling the palace attendants to push him away, as he did not want to run into the little guy head-on.

At this moment, Mo Changgong saw the beads in her hand.

He sneered: "It seems that you are going to Zhaori Pagoda to give Buddhist beads to the prince, right?"

After saying that, he looked sideways and called out to the secret guard: "Go and make her fall."

Mo Changgong's own legs and feet were inconvenient. Seeing Shen Ningning running so recklessly, he felt even more irritable.

The secret guard picked up a stone and hid it in the dark. When Shen Ningning passed by, the stone suddenly flew out.

Hit the little guy right in the leg socket!

"Ah——" Shen Ningning let out a cry and fell hard to the ground.

The beads in her hand scraped the ground and were thrown out. The rope broke immediately and the beads rolled everywhere.

Shen Ningning's face was pale. She ignored the blood stains on her hands and hurriedly got up and ran to pick up the beads.

When it was confirmed that the rope was broken and the beads were scattered, she could no longer control her sadness and burst into tears.

Even though she was bullied like that by Wei Yufu and the tea shed was destroyed, she never shed a single tear.

But now, seeing that the prayer beads that could protect Mo Lingjian from recovering from his illness were broken by her, the little guy blamed himself and felt guilty.

Her sad cries carried with the wind, and Mo Changgong, who was hiding in the dark, dug his ears with a cold expression.

"She's so noisy that she makes her cry. I wonder what the prince thinks is so funny about her?" After that, he waved his hand and motioned for the palace attendants to push him away.

Shen Ningning was not sad for long, and her little hands could not wipe away the tears.

"Brother is still waiting for me." She choked and said, then limped towards the Zhaori Pagoda holding the broken beads.

When she was outside the window, she stood on tiptoes and whispered in a humming voice: "Brother, are you still there?"

Mo Lingwei was already drowsy from the pain, but he woke up the moment he heard something was wrong with her voice.

"Why are you crying? Someone is bullying you?" His face was covered with frost, and he finally appeared behind the window.

The first thing he saw was Shen Ningning's red, tearful eyes.

The little guy was surprised when he saw hoarfrost on his brows, and tears fell in a daze.

"Brother, you..."

Mo Lingwei turned his face sideways, his jawline tightened, and his throat rolled: "I look like this now, I'm very ugly, don't look at me too much."

He remembered that when he first got sick, the maid who was serving him was so frightened that she fell to the ground and pointed at him with a trembling voice: "The evil god, His Royal Highness is the evil god!"

Deep in Mo Lingwei's heart, he still didn't want Shen Ningning to see him like this.

However, the little guy came back to his senses and shook his head hastily: "You are sick, you are covered in snow and frost, it must be very cold!"

At this point, she sobbed again, full of apologies: "Brother, I'm sorry, I broke your prayer beads. It can no longer keep you safe."

If Mo Lingwei's illness cannot be cured, it must be her fault!

The more Shen Ningning thought about it, the more she blamed herself, and she patted her head hard with her injured hand.

"It's all my fault. I wish I had been more careful when running."

Inside the window, Mo Lingwei suddenly stretched out his hand and held her small white wrist.

When he turned it over, he saw blood spreading, and a finger-long wound was bleeding gurglingly.

Mo Lingwei's eyes darkened: "You are injured!"

Shen Ningning didn't care about herself at all, she just cried and said: "What should I do with the beads? I'd better call the imperial doctor..."

But Mo Lingwei held her tightly, his palms cold to the bone, like holding a pile of snow that would not melt in summer.

"Don't cry. If the bead is broken, it will be broken. My illness is fine, but you are so seriously injured. You should go to Chen Shaobei now and ask him to take you to the Taiyuan Hospital."

However, after he finished speaking, he regretted: "Forget it, I will come out and take you to the imperial doctor."

He was afraid that Chen Shaobei wouldn't be able to take care of her.

Shen Ningning cried even more sadly.

Mo Lingwei had endured all the hard work before, but now he had to give up for her.

"Brother, you don't have to come out. I'll go see the doctor soon. Today is already the third day. It would be a pity to give up now!"

Mo Lingwei took a deep breath and looked at her: "Okay, wipe your tears away, otherwise my illness will seem to get worse when you cry."

After hearing what he said, the little guy immediately wiped his face with the back of his hands, his mouth pursed, trying hard to hold back his tears.

Seeing her like this, Mo Lingwei smiled and said, "That's good. Go to the Tai Hospital quickly."

The two looked at each other through the window.

The little guy choked and said, "Brother, by the time you come out, the beads will have been repaired."

Mo Lingwei nodded: "Okay, when I come out, your injury must be better."

He knew that she had a magical spring that would heal herself in the fastest possible time.

Shen Ningning said goodbye to him, and the little guy went directly to find Chen Shaobei.

However, she didn't want him to take her to the hospital.

Instead, he asked him for a topographic map from the capital to Shuzhou.

"What do you want this for?" Chen Shaobei was shocked when he saw blood and dust on her body.

Shen Ningning's eyes were round and dark, hiding calmness and agility.

She said: "I have some use for you, just take it out and show it to me, that'll be fine!"

Shuzhou, it will definitely rain!