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

Chapter 47 He wants to save him, but whoever dares to stop him will die!

Shen Ningning bit her pink lips, her watery eyes full of stubbornness.

 “Who have I offended?”

At this moment, a long-lost voice came from the side.

 “What do you think? Shen Ningning!”

The little guy turned his head and looked into the darkness.

Aunt Qin held on to the wall and walked out step by step.

The jailer laughed, turned around and left.

Seeing her, Shen Ningning understood: "You are a bad guy again. It's not enough to get slapped, and you want to take revenge on me?"

Aunt Qin’s face was ferocious, with traces of filthy smell sticking to her cheeks.

"I am not just seeking revenge, I want you to die here! Shen Ningning, you have caused me so much harm."

“I’m beaten every day, and I don’t have a good piece of meat on my body, but you, a little orphan, can actually live a good life!”

Shen Ningning's voice was soft but cold: "You asked for it! You bullied me and persecuted grandma, you deserve to be imprisoned!"

Aunt Qin laughed and sneered: "Even now, you still dare to be tough. If you shout till you break your throat today, no one will come to save you!"

“Your grandpa, the county magistrate, is currently busy in the capital with the emperor praying for rain.”

“That king arrester was also taken away by our people. Even if Daluo Jinxian comes today, you will be dead!”

The more Aunt Qin spoke, the more sinister and vicious her eyes became.

A rustling sound came.

Shen Ningning looked to the left side of the cell. The jailer who had just left had already come over with a whip dipped in pepper water.

She stepped back on her little feet and stared at them.

"Why do you bully me like this? I already obeyed you when I was at home. Why do you have to kill me?"

Aunt Qin sneered.

 Of course she would not tell Shen Ningning the reason.

“It’s strange, you have no parents, so you have no support. When you are reincarnated in the next life, you must keep your eyes open and choose good parents.” Aunt Qin smiled sinisterly.

Shen Ningning's eyes were filled with tears, and the ends of her eyes were red.

But she bit her lip and refused to cry.

 “I have a father and a mother, and they will find me soon!”

“You can keep this to tell the King of Hell!” After Aunt Qin finished speaking, she turned and gave the jailer a look.

 The jailer came up immediately and opened the shackles.

Shen Ningning looked at them warily, clenching her right hand slightly, ready to touch the red mole and slip into the fairyland.

 Chen Shaobei has arrived at the gate of the government office.

 The official guard actually refused to let him in.

"Do you recognize the token from the Zhennan General's Mansion? You dare to stop me and delay the matter. How many lives you have to pay for it!" Chen Shaobei took out the jade token directly and spoke in a stern and cold tone.

The official lowered his head and cupped his hands and said, "Please forgive me. Chief Lan has sent word that no one else can go in today and delay the trial."

“If you want to enter, you must wait for his order. If I let you in, I will be convicted of dereliction of duty by the Registrar. Please don’t embarrass me.”

 “You!” Chen Shaobei was angry.

 A mere bookkeeper dares to take charge of the family even though the county magistrate is not around?

Just as he was about to break in, the guard who had just gone to report the news to the prince came back on horseback.

“Young General! The outside of the Temple of Heaven is guarded by the Forbidden Army. I can’t get in, and I was blocked by Concubine Li’s people.”

Hearing this, Chen Shaobei kicked the pillar next to him hard.

What a bastard!

He had to get on his horse himself and gallop towards the Temple of Heaven.

 At this time, it was noon.

 The emperor and the prince stood on the Temple of Heaven, facing the imperial preceptor and several shamans.

 The ministers stood under the Temple of Heaven and were steamed and roasted by the high temperature.

The sun was shining brightly, and the Imperial Preceptor said it would rain today, but he had been standing there for an hour and not even a single dark cloud was seen.

 Witches dance and ring bells beside the altar table filled with sacrifices.

The emperor had a pious look on his face, clasped his hands together, and kept praying: "Your Majesty, God above, please have mercy on me."

 “Look at the drought-stricken people in my country, Cangyun, and look at my poor son.”

　　“Please have mercy on God and send down a cloud and rain!”

Mo Lingwei was so smoked by the smoke in Wu Zhu's hand that he couldn't open his eyes and frowned tightly.

 He has no patience to wait any longer.

At this moment, a slight noise came from behind.

 Everyone turned around.

I saw Chen Shaobei riding his horse and trying to break through alone, but was blocked by the imperial army.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince!" Chen Shaobei scolded hurriedly: "Something happened to Shen Ningning, Your Highness!"

The emperor frowned: "What nonsense is Chen Shaobei doing!"

However, Mo Lingwei beside him had suddenly stood up and walked down the altar of heaven. The emperor shouted angrily: "Ling Wei! Come back!"

All the ministers were shocked: "Your Highness the Crown Prince!"

Mo Lingwei seemed as if he had not heard anything. He was wearing a fiery red robe, his black hair was **** in a jade crown, and his cold eyes seemed to be on fire.

 He quickly walked up to Chen Shaobei and grabbed the horse directly.

Chen Shaobei pointed the way: "Guangyang County, government office!"

Mo Lingwei didn't ask any more questions and turned the reins.

 The imperial army came to stop him.

He pulled the horse's head hard, and the horse raised its hooves and neighed, breaking through a path among thousands of people.

The clatter of horse hooves faded away.

The Imperial Preceptor looked pale: "It's over... I'm afraid I won't be able to pray for rain."

 Chen Shaobei's father, General Zhennan, grabbed his son.

“You don’t want your life?! Do you know how important today is, yet you allow the prince to leave the Temple of Heaven!” He growled.

 Chen Shaobei's sweat ran down Hei Jun's eyebrows: "Father, you are loyal to the emperor, and I am loyal to the prince."

 “I know what he is thinking and remind him, there is nothing wrong!”

General Zhennan raised his fist angrily to fight.

 The surrounding ministers hurriedly stepped forward to stop him: "No, no! General, calm down!"

The county magistrate Fu Yuansong, who was standing at the end of the officials, had some doubts on his solemn face.

 He seemed to have heard Ning Ning’s name just now?

 At the concubine’s table in the distance.

Li Fei shook her folding fan and witnessed the prince leaving the Temple of Heaven without looking back.

She couldn't help but hide her face and laugh.

 The prince really failed to live up to the emperor's high expectations.

 Pray for rain at the Temple of Heaven today.

 Only the prime minister was ill and unwilling to attend.

Unexpectedly, even the prince would leave directly now.

Li Fei rolled her eyes, stood up, and walked towards the frowning emperor.

“Your Majesty, the prince is gone, and the position of the emperor’s heir must not be lacking, so as not to make God feel disrespectful, why not let me, my concubine, let Chang Gong come..."

 The emperor seemed not to have heard of it.

He just turned around and told the imperial guards: "Follow the prince quickly and protect him!"

 I am angry, but I love and hate this son.

Li Fei was stunned when she heard this.

She said softly again: "Your Majesty, please call Chang Gong, and he will accompany you to complete the sacrifice and pray for rain."

 The emperor then glanced at Concubine Li.

He said: "No need, Chang Gong is in a wheelchair now and his legs and feet are inconvenient. I can do it myself."

With that said, the emperor returned to the Temple of Heaven alone.

Li Fei’s jade hands under her sleeves tightened the veil.

  She bit her lip secretly, feeling so angry that her heart ached.

 Does the emperor only think that Mo Lingwei is his son?

Li Fei turned around and returned to the stands.

She tilted her head and told the palace maid in a deep voice: "Go and find out where the person named Shen Ningning comes from."

Mo Lingwei rushed to Guangyang County, and panicked people screamed along the way.

 When he arrived at the gate of the government office, before the horse could stop, he had already jumped off the horse.

 He wanted to go in with a grim look on his face.

 The official who stopped Chen Shaobei just now stepped forward again.

“Your Majesty, please stay, our Master Lan said…”

Before he finished speaking, Mo Lingwei had already unsheathed his sword and slit his throat sharply.

The blood spurted out, dyeing the flying dragon on Mo Lingwei's chest even more fiery red.

 The other officials were frightened and surrounded him, but no one dared to come up.

Mo Lingwei raised his sword and caused the attackers to see blood again.

 The officers were so frightened that they finally fled.

 He directly grabbed an official and pointed his sword between his eyebrows.

“Shen Ningning, where are you?”

The officer's fingers trembled and he pointed to the back: "Prison... cell..."

Mo Lingwei shook him off with a palm and ran straight to the prison.

 In the dim cell, Aunt Qin's maniacal laughter could only be heard.

“Shen Ningning, it’s better if you die. It’s you who caused me to go to jail and my family to be disfigured!”

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