Thrown Into the Wolf's Den! Zaizai Holds Space In His Hands To Survive the Disaster Year Chapter 78

Chapter 78 You ate our carrier pigeon

 The emperor was greatly puzzled.

“Don't you like her very much? You sent people everywhere to look for her.”

 “If you like it, let her be a female official?” Mo Lingwei asked coldly.

The emperor was stunned and didn't know how to answer.

 He also wanted to make Mo Lingwei happy, so he had this plan.

 After all, his son did all kinds of bad things and was ruthless and cruel, but he finally retained a trace of humanity towards Shen Ningning.

The emperor originally wanted to use Shen Ningning as a sign to close the relationship between father and son.

However, Mo Lingwei was like a wolf whose tail had been stepped on, and he immediately showed a fierce look.

"Don't mention this matter again, let alone trap her in the palace." His voice was cold.

 The emperor opened his mouth and was about to say something.

Mo Lingwei seemed to have guessed it. He interrupted sternly: "Don't send anyone to disturb her."

 The emperor then closed his mouth.

 After a while, he sighed heavily, his figure elongated by the candlelight, like a tired old wolf.

“Ling Wei, my father has no other intention, I just want to make you happy.”

 “Leave her alone, let her live her life freely, don't disturb her, and I will be happy.”

The emperor was silent for a moment and nodded: "I understand."

 After sitting for a while, the father and son were speechless, and the emperor had no choice but to leave.

 Not long after he left, Chen Shaobei came.

Mo Lingwei is practicing calligraphy, his breath is calm, his jade-bone hand is holding a pen, but the words he writes are like the sound of war, with the sharpness of killing.

Yu Guang glanced at Chen Shaobei. He glanced at him with a slanted: "When you visit so late, nothing happens?"

Chen Shaobei Gongquan said: "I heard that the emperor came to ask your opinion about taking Miss Shen into the palace. I know your highness's personality and am afraid that you will start to quarrel, so I came to take a look. I hope your highness is fine."

Mo Lingwei sneered and looked at the paper again.

“He has been the emperor for a long time, and everyone follows him. My rebuttal does make him angry, but it won't hurt if I take action.”

Chen Shaobei nodded and said, "That's right. No matter how ridiculous His Highness is, he will never be violent with the Emperor."

Mo Lingwei glanced at him coldly: "He can't beat me."

 Chen Shaobei had a lump in his throat.

 The emperor and the prince did take action.

　　　On the day when the late Queen's spirit appeared.

The father and son had an argument in the mourning hall, and the prince took the lead in punching the emperor.

The ministers came to pull him, but they were all injured by Mo Lingwei.

 The look in his eyes at that time was like a blood-stained wolf cub.

　　 Guarding the late queen's coffin, anyone's neck can be torn open.

 The emperor angrily accused him of being unfilial, but only Chen Shaobei knew what Mo Lingwei had gone through.

 “Earlier, the Queen…” Chen Shaobei said in a deep voice.

Mo Lingwei did not want to continue talking about this topic.

 He interrupted directly and asked, "How is Shen Ningning doing lately?"

Chen Shaobei came back to his senses: "Magistrate Fu took good care of her and asked all the students in the private school to go to Jingshan Villa with Miss Shen to have fun, and they will be back in two days."

Mo Lingwei's writing movements became smoother.

He smiled softly: "It's so hot in Jingshan, how can she bear it? That's all, we'll go to Jingshan to pick her up in two days."

Chen Shaobei nodded and then said hesitantly: "But...I heard that Qin Fangmei also went to that private school to study."

The slightly gentle smile on Mo Lingwei's face immediately turned cold.

 He raised his head: "Qin Fangmei?"

“She is the youngest daughter of Wang Guihong who was burned to death. After Wang Guihong died, her uncle Du Yuanwai took her into his home and took care of her.”

 So, it was Du Yuanwai's arrangement for Qin Fangmei to go to a private school.

Mo Lingwei narrowed his eyes.

“What is Qin Sheng, who I asked you to send people to watch, doing now?”

“He had one of his hands bitten off by a wolf, and no one wanted him anywhere. Now he can only work as a coolie, and his life is not good.”

After Chen Shaobei finished speaking, Mo Lingwei put down his pen, walked to the window with his hands behind his hands, and looked up at the bright moon.

 “That's interesting.” He sneered.

 Chen Shaobei was puzzled.

Mo Lingwei said quietly: "Du Yuanwai helped his wife's sister's child, but left his brother-in-law to fend for himself."

Chen Shaobei nodded slightly: "It's really strange, he seems to take special care of Qin Fangmei."

 After a moment of silence.

Mo Lingwei asked Chen Shaobei to continue sending people to keep an eye on Qin Sheng and Qin Fangmei.     He had an intuition in his heart.

The Qin family's targeting of Shen Ningning is no longer as simple as child abuse.

But there is another hidden story.

 After dawn.

 The hope that Master Huang was waiting for did not appear.

 The two homing pigeons did not fly back.

The manager of the villa sighed and said to him: "There is a shortage of everything outside. Maybe someone will catch him and eat him."

 This is not a good sign.

 Master Huang remained silent, fearing that the students would be frightened.

 However, everyone's food that day was reduced by half.

 Especially water. Master Huang requires that each person can only drink two glasses of water per hour.

 Aroused resistance and dissatisfaction among many students.

Lu Shaoyuan secretly grabbed Shen Ningning.

"Every time you drink water, you should be sparing. Don't drink all the two cups given to you."

 The little guy blinked his round black eyes: "What's wrong?"

Lu Shaoyuan pursed his lips and glanced around.

He lowered his voice: "I suspect that Master and the others have not found a way to ask for help from the outside world. We may be trapped here for longer!"

“At that moment, water will become the most important thing. You should stop giving generously to others. Keep whatever you have for yourself.”

 Shen Ningning opened her pink lips.

 She wanted to say that she brought a lot of fruit to comfort Lu Shaoyuan.

Unexpectedly, Lu Shaoyuan squeezed her hand tightly.

 He said, “Remember my words!”

At this time, a classmate from behind called him, saying that it was Mr. Huang who asked all the boys to come over.

 Lu Shaoyuan left.

  Shen Ningning returned to the room, and Ren Yu came back after a while.

 She looked happy.

 “Ren Tao, what are you happy about?”

"Ning Ning, don't you know? Master Huang took the male students to dig wild vegetables in the nearby mountains just now. I haven't eaten stewed wild vegetables yet!"

　Seeing her happy look, Shen Ningning pursed her lips and her pink face bulged.

Ren Yu thought it was novel, but the little guy thought the situation was serious.

If it weren't for the lack of food in the villa, why would Master Huang take people up the mountain to find wild vegetables?

 That evening.

Shen Ningning only drank half a bowl of wild vegetable porridge.

There are very few rice grains in the porridge, there is little water, and it is sticky when cooked.

 After eating, she went back to the house and locked the door as usual.

 He took out a bowl of egg custard from the fairyland and ate it first.

 After that, there was a plate of cold shredded beef and stir-fried cabbage and tofu.

 After eating, the little guy touched his belly with satisfaction.

The weather was hot, so she chilled the sour plum water and drank it in a gulp, feeling cool both physically and mentally.

that's all.

 Two days have passed.

 The villa is about to run out of ammunition and food.

Early in the morning, before Shen Ningning woke up, she heard Ren Tao's scolding coming from downstairs.

 “Why do you roast pigeons secretly?”

"I caught it. I don't want to keep it to myself. I want to share it with everyone." It was Qin Fangmei's voice.

 After a while, classmates who lived nearby were attracted.

 The manager of the villa happened to be passing by.

 Smell the aroma of meat and suddenly paused.

 He rushed over, eyes wide.

The eight-foot-tall man suddenly cried.

 “You roasted the carrier pigeon?!”

 (End of this chapter)

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