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

The emperor stood up hurriedly, standing up so violently that he suddenly became dizzy.

Shen Ningning quickly used her little hands to support him from behind.

"Uncle Emperor, please be careful!"

The emperor rubbed his forehead and smiled weakly: "Okay... Uncle Emperor is so happy. Come on, please invite the prime minister and the miracle doctor in quickly."

After a while, Xie Suzhi's tall figure led the miracle doctor Sima Han inside.

"Greetings to the Emperor." The two of them cupped their hands.

The emperor quickly helped them up with his own hands: "Miracle doctor, these false courtesy are unnecessary. Saving my son is more important. Please take a look at his condition."

Sima Han accepted the order and immediately stepped forward to check his pulse.

Taking advantage of this time, Xie Suzhi pulled Shen Ningning aside.

He tidied the little one's clothes, gathered her white fur, and rubbed her little hands.

"Ning Ning, why don't you wear more clothes?" Xie Suzhi was very caring, with a deep concern of fatherly love in his eyes.

Shen Ningning felt happy when she saw Xie Suzhi.

She smiled sweetly: "I'm wearing a lot, and it's even a little hot."

Xie Suzhi looked around. In the main hall of Zichen Palace, the charcoal basin was indeed burning hot for Mo Lingwei's illness.

His thin lips formed a gentle smile.

"My godfather is very busy recently. In a few days, my godfather will finish his work and spend time with Ningning."

"A friend gave a mountain to his godfather. The godfather thought it was useless, but he thought that you had raised a pack of wolves. He would take you to see it when the time came. If you like it, the godfather would keep the mountain and give it to you. Play with other pets.”

The little guy's eyes lit up: "A whole mountain?"

Xie Suzhi smiled and nodded.

Then she should take a good look!

After a while, Sima Han performed acupuncture on Mo Lingwei and also prescribed some strong medicine.

However, Mo Lingwei drank the medicine, but there was still no sign of waking up.

Sima Han looked solemn and called the emperor aside, whispering in a low voice.

Shen Ningning quietly eavesdropped.

I only heard Sima Han say: "...If he is not cured... he will not live long."

The emperor's face turned pale, as if he was deeply hit, and he was swaying and almost falling down.

Xie Suzhi immediately stepped forward and helped the emperor.

"Your Majesty, be careful of the dragon body!"

The emperor couldn't come to his senses, so he helped him sit on a chair next to him and drank two cups of tea before calming down.

He immediately said to the miracle doctor: "What you just said is not allowed to be told to a third person, let alone spread outside!"

Sima Han immediately handed over his hand: "Your Majesty, don't worry, the Prime Minister has explained that I will only tell you how your Highness's condition is."

Shen Ningning didn't know what they said, but she felt uneasy in her heart.

She walked to the couch with her little feet.

Seeing Mo Lingwei lying on the couch like a big ice cube, the little man's eyes felt distressed.

"Brother," she held his fingertips with her little hand: "Get well soon. I miss you so much."

Mo Lingwei closed his eyes, his sword eyebrows were sharp and dark, but covered with frost, which made his facial features with his eyes closed even more cold and calm.

The emperor looked at it with emotion and tears in his eyes.

"They are childhood sweethearts and have a very good relationship."

Xie Suzhi's tone was calm, with no emotion audible, and he only echoed: "Yes, Ning Ning has known His Highness since she was a child. It is a kind of fate."

But if you look carefully into the depths of his eyes, you can see a cold and forbidding atmosphere like the snowy moon.

At this time.

Chen Shaobei rushed back with the spiritual grass.

The emperor quickly helped boil the spiritual grass in soup and fed it into Mo Lingwei's mouth.

Afterwards, a group of people waited anxiously.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Half an hour later, Xie Suzhi and the emperor had left first.

They handle difficult government affairs in the side hall, and these memorials cannot be delayed for a moment.

Shen Ningning took the initiative to stay and wait for Mo Lingwei to wake up.

At this moment, even though she had taken off her coat and little mandarin jacket, her cheeks were still flushed red from the heat in the hall.

Warmth can breed sleepiness. Shen Ningning held her chin in her hands and leaned against Mo Lingwei's bed.

She nodded her little head back and forth and closed her eyes tightly in sleepiness.

suddenly.

She felt someone pick her up.

Shen Ningning rubbed her eyes with her small hands: "Huh?"

Her hazy vision gradually became clearer, and she saw Mo Lingwei's clearly defined jaw.

"Brother!" The little guy suddenly woke up completely and was extremely happy: "You're awake!"

Mo Lingwei was wearing thin clothes and had obviously just woken up.

He was about to hug Shen Ningning and take her to his bed to rest.

Hearing this, Mo Lingwei put her down, with a clear smile on his black brows.

"Why are you staying by my bedside? Could it be that I've been asleep for a long time and scared you?"

Shen Ningning shook her head decisively: "I'm not afraid, as long as my brother is fine!"

Mo Lingwei looked at her little face which was red from the heat, like a red apple.

He couldn't help but stretched out his hand, pinched Shen Ningning's little face, and wiped the sweat off her forehead.

"It seems that you have worked really hard, but I seem to have heard you say that you missed me. Is that true?"

Shen Ningning blinked her big eyes: "Of course it's true! Brother, you need to recover well. When you are completely healed, I will take you home and eat the delicious food made by my grandma!"

Mo Lingwei laughed, with a relaxed and handsome expression: "Okay."

However, the little guy's smile was a little forced.

Because she just overheard what the miracle doctor said.

She was worried that Mo Lingwei's condition would become more and more serious.

At this moment, the emperor in the side hall also heard the news and hurriedly entered the hall.

"Ling Wei, my son! You're okay!" He cried with joy.

The emperor ignored the presence of others and hugged Mo Lingwei tightly.

On the contrary, it was Mo Lingwei, who frowned and was as tall as the emperor. He pressed the emperor's jade crown and pushed it back twice as if he was a little disgusted.

"Speak nicely, don't come up and hug me."

The emperor did not blame him for his cold attitude, but laughed.

Shen Ningning blinked and looked at it from the side.

My brother didn't like the emperor hugging him, but why did he hug him just now?

Everyone felt relieved knowing that Mo Lingwei was fine.

Shen Ningning was stayed by Mo Lingwei until night, and then he asked Chen Shaobei to send her back home.

After the little guy left, Mo Lingwei leaned on the bed, with a faint smile still hanging on his thin lips.

He really wanted to keep Shen Ningning as a female official, so that he could see her every day.

It's a pity that this restricts the little one, and I'm afraid she won't be willing to do it.

That's all, he had better take good care of his health and stay with her every day, every month.

Within a few days.

Shen Ningning heard a strange thing from Late Spring.

"Princess, I heard from Qiulan from the second hospital that Mrs. Xie had a strange disease before. When she got sick, her whole body was cold and stiff. She had to drink hot water and tea to relieve it."

"Later, the condition became serious and he even fell into coma. It took a lot of efforts to cure him."

When Shen Ningning heard this, she was a little surprised: "She also has cold syndrome?"

Why is it exactly the same as Mo Lingwei's condition?

Wan Chun nodded: "Qiulan also said that the reason why Mrs. Xie got better was because she went to the goddess to ask for medicine."

"They also said that only the goddess can cure such a disease. Normally, I don't have any friendship with Qiulan, so I feel strange. Why did Qiulan tell my slave this?"

At this time, Late Spring was walking with Shen Ningning in the back garden of Xie's Mansion.

The cold wind shuttles between the plum blossoms, and the flying red plums are accompanied by snow and dust, dancing in the gloomy sky.

Shen Ningning thought for a moment and wanted to understand why Qiulan did this.

She laughed, full of childlike innocence.

"Of course she wants you to tell me that she knows that I am suffering from my brother's cold, so she wants me to go find the goddess."

Wan Chun immediately waved his hands: "That won't work, Princess, I hate these gangsters the most."

"The second lady has such a bad heart. She knows that the master hates her, but she still lets you go. Isn't this a clear trap?"

Shen Ningning's fair and pretty little face has big, clear and shining eyes.

She thought for a while and said with a sly tone: "Actually, I can really go there."