Chapter 221 The prince is injured

When the crazy scholar woke up, he was already lying in his own home.

  The bedside was filled with villagers who were discussing countermeasures, as well as Shen Ningning with red eyes.

  "Crazy Madam, you're awake!" The little guy was the first to notice.

  As she finished speaking, the villagers hurriedly came forward and asked with concern: "Crazy scholar, are you okay?"

  "Oh, it was too dangerous. I almost fell to death. If Sanwazi hadn't discovered it earlier, you would have seen me. "

  It frightened Ning Ning and made her cry for a long time. She can't do this next time!" The old village chief finally spoke and scolded, which made the mad scholar's painful head clear up.

  He stood up, and Chen Ye quickly stepped forward to help Shen Ningning lift him up.

  "Ning Ning..." The mad scholar's forehead was wrapped with white bandage, faintly oozing with light red: "You shouldn't have saved me. Only when I die can this grudge be completely settled."

  "Otherwise, Your Highness, no. He will let me go, but he will not let go of our Xiangyun Village!"

  He said, his voice was hoarse and he coughed twice.

  Shen Ningning's little head shook like a rattle.

  "No! Master, you misunderstood my brother. He is indeed angry, but he is not like that who kills innocent people indiscriminately."

  Shen Ningning was not sure about the other things, but she was convinced that since Mo Lingwei agreed to save the life of the crazy scholar, he would not Will cause trouble in Xiangyun Village.

  The mad scholar's eyes were dull, as if he had completely lost the desire to live.

  Shen Ningning had tears in her eyes, which made her eyes even more crystal clear.

  That delicate little white face was filled with pitiable grievances.

  She sniffed and pressed the back of the crazy scholar's hand with her little hand.

  "Master, now that things have happened, you can't even think about dying, because if you really die, wouldn't you be using your life to threaten your brother to forgive you?"

  "He has suffered such a tragic thing, you You can't force him to forgive, but give him time."

  The chaos in the mad scholar's heart seemed to be cleared away by her soft words.

  He was startled, then raised his head: "Give him time..."

  Shen Ningning nodded: "Yes, as long as you are alive, one day, the grudges between you may be resolved."

  "But if you die, what will he do to you? " The hatred of the Dai family will never subside, and there will be no possibility of forgiving you."

  The mad scholar suddenly realized.

  He leaned against the wall and fell into a brief daze.

  Sister-in-law Liu advised from the side: "Yes, Ning Ning is right. The prince has said that he will let you live. If you want to die, then you are not giving him face."

  "Let's take a step back, prince. Is it possible that he showed mercy to you when he didn't burn you to death? "

  "If that's the case, it doesn't mean that there is no chance for your relationship to ease. You have to go through everything in your life. It's better to die than to live. Ah!"

  The words were rude or not, and the villagers nodded along.

  The mad scholar thought for a while and then said solemnly to Shen Ningning: "Ningning, fellow villagers, don't worry, I will never seek death again."

  Everyone was relieved, especially Shen Ningning.

  She stood up and said, "Master, then you have to have a good rest. When you are well, you can guide me in reading."

  The crazy scholar responded with red eyes.

  The old village chief called Chen Ye and several young people in the village outside.

  "I'm afraid that his mood is still unstable. In this case, Chen family boy, you and Sanwa brother can discuss it together, and you can take turns watching for a few nights."

  Chen Ye nodded, and Shen Ningning grabbed a bag of broken silver in her small hands and handed it over immediately.

  The old village chief was shocked and immediately pushed the money bag back: "No way! Ning Ning, what are you doing?"

  Shen Ningning lowered her voice with a look of gratitude on her face.

  "Grandpa Village Chief, dear brothers, the crazy scholar has no family, and I am the only one who can take care of him now."

  "I heard what Grandpa Village Chief said just now. Thank you for taking care of him so carefully, so you must accept this money. "

  The old village chief waved his hands and said no, and Chen Ye and the young man hid behind him.

  No one accepted Shen Ningning's money.     The old village chief said seriously: "Ning Ning, if you are like this, I will be sad, old man."

  "Xiangyun Village can have such a good life today, who among you doesn't know? It's all because of you .

  "You have brought everyone a good life, so what can we do to help you share the burden ?"

  "Besides, now that the villagers are united and like a family, taking care of the crazy scholar is what we should do. Please stop being polite."

  Shen Ningning felt a warm current flowing through her heart.

  No matter what she said, the old village chief refused to accept the money.

  The little guy had no choice but to bring more wolves with him to deliver some food to ensure that no one would be hungry!

  That night.

  Suddenly it started to snow.

  Snowflakes fell like goose feathers from the endless black sky.

  The cold wind howled, rolling across the land of Cangyun Kingdom like a knife.

  Under the eaves outside Zichen Palace, several hexagonal palace lanterns were shaken so hard that the eunuchs couldn't catch them!

  The eunuch serving Mo Lingwei became anxious and shouted angrily in a low voice: "You clumsy things, quickly take them down before they blow off and fall to the ground."

  After he finished speaking, he entered the main hall carrying a new pot of tea, thinking His Royal Highness has not ordered tea for half an hour.

  It's so cold outside, the tea in the palace has probably gone cold.

  However, as soon as he entered, he shivered from the coldness in the hall.

  It turned out that at some point, Mo Lingwei extinguished the brazier and opened the window wide. The cold wind blew through the room and letters flew all over the floor.

  It was full of words, but the eunuch didn't dare to read it and hurriedly knelt on the ground to clean it up.

  "Your Highness, please forgive me. I should come in early and take a look."

  He said, kneeling forward. Suddenly, he saw a pool of dark red blood on the ground.

  The eunuch thought he had seen it wrong. Only one candle in the hall was on, making his vision full of darkness.

  But the blood color was so dazzling among the pile of broken white porcelain cups.

  The eunuch looked up and saw Mo Lingwei leaning on the couch, his left hand pressing on his stern eyebrows. He closed his eyes, appearing to be pretending to be asleep, but in fact his brows were furrowed.

  The right hand was placed on the knee, originally holding the tea cup, but for some reason it was crushed!

  There was only a piece of broken porcelain, which he played with in his long fingers.

  The blood was dripping from his right palm, but Mo Lingwei seemed to feel no pain.

  The eunuch took a closer look and saw that there were two or three scratches on Mo Lingwei's palm, and blood beads appeared one by one.

  "Ouch!" He turned pale with fright: "Your Majesty, your Royal Highness, you, your, your, your, your, your, your, your, your, your, your, your, yours, yours, yours, yours, yours, my doctor, my..."

  He was just halfway through shouting, and the next second, a long sword was pressed against his throat.

  Mo Lingwei opened his eyes lazily and coldly, and said only one word.

  "Get out."

  The eunuch saw clearly the cold murderous intent in his dark eyes, and his legs and feet suddenly became weak.

  "Yes, yes..." He rolled back and crawled out.

  Mo Lingwei's bad temper was well-known throughout the palace.

  Whenever it was inconvenient to report to the emperor, the palace officials would notify Chen Shaobei.

  Because, His Highness the Crown Prince will at least give him some face.

  In just one stick of incense, Chen Shaobei walked into Zichen Palace with a thin layer of snow on his shoulders.

  At that time, Mo Lingwei was looking at the white porcelain in his right hand and fell into a cold silence.

  He saw Chen Shaobei's figure from the corner of his eye, glanced at it, and said coldly: "Are they bothering you again?"

  Chen Shaobei pursed his lips and saw the mess on the ground and the half-dried blood on his hands. , sighing silently.

  He opened his mouth and said: "Your Highness, is the round white porcelain koi ornamental fish tank you brought back from Chongzhou to match the one in the yard?"

  "I have heard about what happened today. If you can't even see it, why don't I go and smash the two fish tanks outside together."