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

The little guy's watery eyes rippled: "The emperor's uncle was also infected with the plague..."

Xie Mingan's expression suddenly became serious.

Therefore, when the emperor was ill before, the ministers thought it was a common illness.

But I didn't expect that it was also the plague.

Mo Lingwei wrote to Shen Ningning, hoping that she could provide some spiritual spring water and medicinal herbs.

He knew she had.

Shen Ningning immediately prepared to write a reply.

Unexpectedly, Xie Mingan suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist.

"What's wrong?" The little guy looked back, looking a little anxious.

Obviously worried about Mo Lingwei and the emperor's condition.

Xie Mingan's eyes were dark. He glanced at the room. The maid and Sima Han were both busy.

He pulled the little guy to the side of the porch.

"Sister, I heard from my father last time that the emperor has never given up looking for the lucky girl because he probably needs to give the lucky girl to the national master and sacrifice it to God to end the continuous natural disasters."

Shen Ningning frowned: "So?"

Xie Mingan pursed his thin lips and said, "This plague is coming so fiercely that it might also be a natural disaster."

"If the emperor gets better, he will definitely search for Fu Nu even more persistently, because if he keeps going like this, he won't be able to hold on anymore."

"When you do that, you put yourself in danger."

"So, if the emperor dies due to the plague, the ministers will support the prince to succeed him, and Mo Lingwei treats you well, but he will definitely not follow the advice of the national master and sacrifice the blessed girl."

"What I mean," Xie Ming'an paused, his eyes as deep as the sea: "is to ignore death."

The sun shines brightly, steaming the earth.

The cicadas chirping all over the trees seemed to have stopped at this moment.

Shen Ningning opened her eyes wide and looked at him.

Because of the little guy's busy work just now, his fair and tender cheeks have already turned pink, like delicate pink stamens.

Her soft black hair was stuck to her temples with sweat, and her eyes were so clear and clear that the moment Xie Mingan said those words, he felt that he had hurt his sister's pure heart.

He lowered his eyes secretly and said in a low voice, "I just don't want you to be in danger."

Therefore, he would rather violate the Xie family's ancestral motto: loyalty to the emperor and integrity.

I also want to say such rebellious words.

Shen Ningning was silent for a long time, then Nuonuo said, "Brother Stinky, you probably don't know, it's very uncomfortable to be without a father."

"When I was a child, I didn't have the love of my parents, so I had a very hard time."

"My brother no longer has a mother, how can I just watch him lose his only relative?"

Xie Ming'an was stunned, and then unconsciously let go of the hand holding her tight.

The little guy turned to go into the house, trying to find paper and pen to write a reply to Mo Lingwei.

Unexpectedly, Wu'er actually woke up!

Sima Han was diagnosing his pulse, and his aged face showed more and more surprise.

Finally, the white beard stood up in surprise.

"It's amazing, it's amazing! His pulse was almost dead just now, but now it seems to be rejuvenated, and his pulse is beating vigorously."

Sima Han said and hurriedly called Shen Ningning to feel his pulse.

"Ning Wawa, please remember this pulse, it is the pulse that brings the dead back to life."

Shen Ningning hurried over to study and looked at Wu'er with great joy.

Wu'er opened his tired eyes, and his gaze was much brighter than before.

"Sister Ningning," the little guy said weakly, "Wu'er is hungry and wants to eat roast chicken."

Sima Han and Shen Ningning laughed at the same time.

"Eat, I will definitely give it to you until you are completely recovered from your illness." The little guy agreed immediately.

Sima Han gave Wu'er supplementary acupuncture treatment. Within half an hour, Wu'er was able to sit up and drink medicine on his own.

"Ning Wawa, it seems that your medicinal grape is really powerful! Can you teach grandpa how to grow this?" Sima Han asked the little guy for advice with a smile.

But Shen Ningning remembered that she had to reply to Mo Lingwei.

She smiled sweetly: "Grandpa, the miracle doctor, this is a secret that should not be told outside."

"Just like your special skill of making a broken finger grow back, you said you won't spread it to others. This is my special skill!"

Sima Han was startled when he heard the words, then he stroked his beard and chuckled.

"You're a clever and weird little girl! Well, I won't ask you today. I'm sure you'll be willing to teach me someday."

The miracle doctor laughed and went to prepare medicine for Wu'er.

Shen Ningning hurriedly wrote a reply to Mo Lingwei with pen and paper.

She thought for a while, wrote a bold request, and then prepared to find someone to send him to the palace.

The little guy walked out of the room and saw Xie Ming'an still there.

He was leaning against the corridor pillar, his slender figure made his temperament even colder.

Hearing the noise, he looked towards the little guy and his eyes fell on the envelope in her hand.

Shen Ningning quickly protected it with her little hands.

She warned: "Second brother, don't make trouble. I really want to save the emperor's uncle's life. Don't stop me!"

Xie Ming'an sighed deeply.

He stepped forward: "Give it to me, and I will take it to the palace for you."

She saw Shen Ningning's eyes filled with worry.

The color in Xie Mingan's thin eyes was dark.

"Don't worry, I have that idea because of you, but if you don't agree, I will fully support it." His voice was deep.

Shen Ningning thought for a while and handed the letter to him.

"Okay then, you must leave it in your brother's hands alone."

Xie Mingan nodded and left quickly.

Half an hour later.

Inside the Zichen Palace.

In the thin-necked auspicious crane furnace, there is a faint purple smoke.

Mo Lingwei has been silent since he read Shen Ningning's letter, and it has been half a stick of incense.

All the people in the palace did not dare to show their anger. Xie Mingan stood not far away, bowing his head slightly, waiting for instructions.

It was quiet in the hall, and one could only hear the sound of water drops rolling down the ice mirror.

"You go prepare the sedan chair. I want to leave the palace to visit Shen Ningning." Finally, Mo Lingwei turned over the letter and spoke lightly.

Xie Ming'an frowned secretly.

When the emperor is seriously ill and the government is in urgent need, it might not be good for the prince to leave the palace at will.

But he didn't stop him.

The palace people hurriedly went to make preparations, and Mo Lingwei said again: "I don't like the heat, so please put more ice cubes and curtains."

"Yes." The palace people retreated and made emergency preparations.

That evening.

The sedan quietly left the palace, switched carriages, and headed to Xie's Mansion.

Many of the Imperial Guards recognized it as the prince's car.

They were not surprised to find Princess Funing on time.

After nightfall.

Xie Suzhi hurriedly returned home. Before he could change his clothes, Shen Ningning pulled him into the study room to whisper.

At this time, the women in the second courtyard were packing Xie Yuanjiu's things.

Originally, the mother and daughter should have been sent to a side hospital last night.

However, Xie Yuanjiu was in desperation and asked Mr. Xie. She said that she had invited Miss Li to come over and enjoy the flowers.

If she moves out at this time, it may cause panic and make outsiders speculate a lot about the Xie Mansion.

Therefore, she begged Mr. Xie to agree to her, and after receiving Li Yuyi and sending him away, she voluntarily moved to another courtyard with her mother.

Mr. Xie was not so cruel to her after all. After a moment of silence, he finally nodded in agreement.

Moving still had to be done, so the mothers-in-law put away her clothes and Mrs. Xie's clothes without mercy.

Xie Yuanjiu stood in the courtyard, looking at the endless night sky, her eyes dark, as if she was thinking about something.

At this time, a scream came from the room behind her.

The mother-in-law scolded: "Second Madam, you are crazy! This slave is just helping you clean up the debris under the bed, why are you biting my slave!"

"Don't touch my things! Don't!" Madam Xie's voice was a little panicked.

Hearing this movement, Xie Yuanjiu keenly felt that something was wrong.

She immediately went inside.

Sure enough, her mother, Mrs. Xie Er, was guarding a short box that the mother-in-law had pulled out from under the bed, with a guilty look in her eyes.

Xie Yuanjiu frowned, took out the money and gave it to her mother-in-law.

"Mom Yu, you have worked hard to clean up for so long. My mother has a bad temper recently. Please be patient. Come, this money is for you to drink tea. Come back after a break and I will persuade her."

When the mother-in-law named Yu Mom saw the money, her anger subsided.

She took the money and said in a sinister tone: "Miss Fourth, luckily you are sensible. That's all right. Let the servants go and have a rest."

After watching them all walk out and close the door, the smile on Xie Yuanjiu's face disappeared immediately.

She turned around with a terrifying and cold expression that made Mrs. Xie tremble.

"Don't touch this box!" Mrs. Xie second lady protected the box.

Xie Yuanjiu walked over and pushed her away fiercely. Madam Xie hit the bed and screamed.

With a "bang" sound, Xie Yuanjiu had already opened the box.

Inside, there was a bloody coat!

This time, even she was panicked, her eyes widened, and she was at a loss!