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

Chapter 479 I Order You to Stop, Shen Ningning!

Inside the Su Mansion, a group of ladies hugged each other and trembled.

The nobles who came to the banquet hid nearby, and everyone shouted: "Your Highness, calm down."

In the center surrounded by the crowd, stood a man in gorgeous clothes and a cold face. He stepped on Su Zhirou, who had fainted, frowned with dark sword eyebrows, and his eyes were red and bloodshot.

He had a severe headache, and pressed his slender fingers on the center of his eyebrows. The voices around him persuading him to calm down were like flies lingering in his ears.

"Noisy." Mo Lingwei scolded in a low voice.

The whole audience was instantly frightened by the murderous aura on him and silent.

Chen Shaobei paced anxiously outside: "Haven't you invited the princess over yet? Hurry up!"

As he said, he glanced into the house and was extremely worried.

It was all his fault today. He shouldn't have dragged Mo Lingwei out of the house by force.

Originally, he wanted to come to Su Zhirou's birthday party to touch Shen Ningning, but after arriving, he heard that Shen Ningning didn't come at all.

All this was normal, Mo Lingwei just had a sour face and was too lazy to talk to people.

However, when Su Zhirou toasted Mo Lingwei, she was so stubborn that she had to sow discord.

She said: "Zhirou met the princess when she was in the National Academy before, and asked her if she wanted to go with His Royal Highness, but the princess refused Zhirou. Your Highness, Zhirou feels that the princess doesn't like me very much..."

Before Su Zhirou finished speaking, Mo Lingwei had already smashed the cup in annoyance.

She screamed and her face turned pale.

"She doesn't like you, so she doesn't like you. What are you talking about in front of me? Do you want me to send you to the west?" Mo Lingwei gritted his teeth and was cold and fierce, with a murderous aura.

Su Zhirou wanted to put on eye drops for Shen Ningning, but who would have thought that Mo Lingwei would protect her to this extent.

It was too late to admit his mistakes, and Mo Lingwei had a headache.

He stood up and overturned the table. Su Zhirou, who was so tired that she would get a toothache even if she drank cold water, was hit on the head by the table and fainted instantly. A big bump appeared on her forehead.

But no one dared to check on her.

Because after Mo Lingwei stood up, his red eyes had already lost their rationality.

He scanned the people around him with a strange but dangerous look, like an ancient beast that had not yet become aggressive looking for suitable prey.

Chen Shaobei felt that if Shen Ningning didn't come, someone would die.

Mo Lingwei had already stepped on Su Zhirou's head.

At this moment, the eunuch at the door ran in like a gust of wind and shouted: "Princess Funing is here!"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief visibly.

Even Mo Lingwei's red eyes paused when he heard Shen Ningning's name.

He turned around and saw the spring breeze blowing at the hanging flower gate in the yard, and the shadows of wisteria flowers swayed.

In the soft spring light, a girl with bright eyes and a kind look hurried over with her skirt lifted.

She was wearing an orange brocade skirt, with colorful silk draped over her fair shoulders, and her pretty face was lightly powdered, making her look even more pure and lovely.

Shen Ningning arrived in time, and Chen Shaobei brought her into the house like worshiping a big Buddha.

"Princess, the Crown Prince is angry," Chen Shaobei lowered his voice and reminded, "Su Zhirou provoked him, and he is unhappy."

Shen Ningning glanced at Su Zhirou, who was lying on the ground unconscious.

She exhaled helplessly.

It really deserved it.

Why did she provoke him!

Shen Ningning walked up to Mo Lingwei, and now the girl was completely shorter than him.

When she was a child, she had to look up at him, and now she is still the same when she grows up.

Shen Ningning looked at Mo Lingwei, with her hands on her waist, and her expression was a little coquettish.

"It's someone else's birthday party, why are you scaring everyone, don't be angry."

Mo Lingwei narrowed his eyes and looked at her for a long time.

Those red eyes would scare anyone who saw them.

But Shen Ningning was so close, and she didn't look afraid at all.

The girl's neck was slender and white, and if Mo Lingwei went crazy, he could break it with one hand.

He looked at the girl's neck with cold red eyes, and slowly stretched out his slender palm.

When everyone held their breath in fear, Mo Lingwei's fingertips only plucked a green leaf from the end of Shen Ningning's hair.

"Why did you come just now?" Mo Lingwei's voice was hoarse, and the fierce and murderous aura faded away: "I almost killed them all."

Hearing this, some young noblemen in the crowd finally couldn't help crying silently.

Mo Lingwei's sharp eyes swept over like a knife, and the young man's mouth was immediately covered.

Shen Ningning stood on tiptoe and grabbed his collar: "Don't be so fierce, let's go!"

Mo Lingwei's appearance would scare everyone if he stayed, so the girl simply took him away first.

The prince, who would get angry and not give face to anyone, bent down obediently. Although Shen Ningning did not use much strength, he was dragged away obediently.

After they left, everyone collapsed or panted.

Chen Shaobei had no choice but to ask a doctor to see if Su Zhirou was okay.

In the carriage.

Shen Ningning was applying medicine to Mo Lingwei's hand.

When he was mad, he didn't care about the lives of others, let alone himself.

He didn't even know that there was a shallow cut on his palm.

The girl lowered her head, and from Mo Lingwei's angle, he could see her black and smooth hair, and half of her beautiful and tender face.

At this moment, Shen Ningning was saying unhappily: "Su Zhirou always has bad intentions. Why do you still come to such a banquet? I thought you came to have fun, but who knew you had another attack."

"Uncle Emperor told me to take care of you and not let you be too manic in front of everyone, otherwise what will happen if you can't be emperor in the future?"

After she finished speaking, Mo Lingwei didn't reply for a long time.

The girl raised her head in anger and found that Mo Lingwei's thin eyes had faded from red, and were looking at her leisurely with a deep color.

Shen Ningning poked his forehead with her slender pink fingertips: "I'm talking to you!"

Mo Lingwei came back to his senses, tilted his head and sneered: "Then I won't be the emperor, what's the trouble?"

Shen Ningning didn't expect him to say that.

"If you don't become the emperor, what are you going to do?"

"I'm going to be a businessman like Lu Shaoyuan." Mo Lingwei blurted out.

Shen Ningning was stunned.

Then he leaned against the wall of the carriage, closed his eyes awkwardly, and sneered: "Anyway, he takes advantage of the fact that he and you have the same shop, and asks you to go out and spend time alone from time to time. If you don't mind him doing this, then I can do it too. It's just money, I can take as much as I want."

Shen Ningning: ...

She closed the medicine box: "Brother, if you say so, it proves that I don't need to care about you. I should just let you go crazy, right? Okay, hum, Wu Fang, stop the car!"

The carriage stopped abruptly at the side of the road.

The girl jumped down directly and left with her little head held high.

Mo Lingwei suddenly opened his thin eyes and saw that she really left.

He scolded Wu Fang: "She asked you to stop, so you stopped. Who is your master!"

Wu Fang, who was driving, held the reins and looked at him innocently.

"Your humble servant, your humble servant... Your Highness, the princess is leaving."

Mo Lingwei frowned and gritted his teeth: "You're leaving again? Are you so impatient with Lu Shaoyuan?"

Shen Ningning had no idea what the two things he said were related to each other.

She didn't look back and walked faster and faster.

After a while, she heard the footsteps of Mo Lingwei chasing her from behind.

"Stop, I order you not to leave."

Shen Ningning ran away directly.

Mo Lingwei cursed in a low voice, and he was so angry that he chased after her and grabbed Shen Ningning's wrist.

"Is it okay if I'm wrong? What if you fall down when you run so fast?"

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