MTL - Thrown Into the Wolf’s Den! Zaizai Holds Space In His Hands To Survive the Disaster Year-Chapter 529 Don't you know I like you?

 Just before New Year’s Eve, it snowed again in Beijing.

Taking advantage of the sunny day, Mo Lingwei was finally busy and sent someone to take Shen Ningning into the palace to enjoy the plum blossoms.

Coincidentally, Taifu Ye also came to see the prince.

When Shen Ningning got down from the sedan chair, she saw Taifu Ye cupping his hands and asking the guards outside Zichen Palace to pass the news on his behalf.

"Grandpa Ye." Shen Ningning greeted in a sweet voice.

 She has a very good relationship with Ye Changyi, and she has often visited Ye Mansion as a guest in recent years.

 Privately, Taifu Ye treated her similarly to his own granddaughter.

Seeing Shen Ningning coming, Taifu Ye's serious and majestic face was suddenly filled with a smile.

“Ning Ning also came to see His Highness the Crown Prince?”

“Brother said he would take me to enjoy plum blossoms today.”

Taifu Ye hesitated for a moment: "That's it."

Shen Ningning tilted her head: "Are you looking for brother to discuss government affairs? Then I'll go to the side hall and wait. I'll come back when you've finished talking about business."

Taifu Ye quickly stopped her: "Ning Ning, it is best for you to be here today. I am not here for political affairs, but for national affairs."

When Shen Ningning heard that it was so important, she nodded quickly.

At this moment, Mo Lingwei strode out: "Shen Ningning, why don't you come in?"

He glanced at him and saw Mr. Ye holding his hands with a smile, and Mo Lingwei's cold eyebrows suddenly dropped.

“Old Master, are you here again? If it’s still for that matter and Gu’s answer is no, go home quickly. It’s freezing cold and your old body is broken, so why bother.”

With that said, he walked down the steps and took Shen Ningning's small hand with his warm big hand.

Mo Lingwei frowned and put her hand in his arms.

 “How long have you been waiting outside? Your hands are so cold.”

“I just arrived, and I haven’t waited as long as Grandpa Ye.”

As Shen Ningning said this, she saw Mo Lingwei trying to pull her in.

Taifu Ye followed: "Your Highness, but... according to the rules of the court, you are over 20 years old. If you don't marry a wife, it will be detrimental to the country!"

Shen Ningning opened her watery eyes.

Only then did I realize that it turned out that Taifu Ye had come to advise him to supervise this matter!

No wonder he said it was a major national event. The prince's marriage was certainly a major event.

Mo Lingwei frowned with cold eyebrows, and there was deep displeasure in his thin eyes.

“I have told you many times that I don’t want to get married now. Do you not understand or are you just pretending not to understand?”

 His tone was fierce.

The emperor was scolded by Mo Lingwei just last night because he mentioned this matter to him.

 Today, Taifu Ye came to trouble with this issue again.

“Do I have to hit you a few times before you give up?” He raised his chin slightly, his eyes were cold and biting, and his tone was full of warning.

At this moment, the girl next to him made a "cough" sound.

Mo Lingwei, who was full of arrogance and domineering arrogance, suddenly lost half his weight.

He glanced at Shen Ningning from the corner of his eye and saw the girl pursed her lips and looked at him with squinted watery eyes.

Mo Lingwei:…

 He turned to look at the trembling Taifu Ye, and his tone became gentle.

"I know your difficulties. As a tutor, it is your responsibility to give advice."

Old Mrs. Ye almost burst into tears with gratitude: "Thank you, Your Highness, for your consideration. If you don't get married for one day, I will share the Emperor's worries and give you some advice. I also ask Your Highness, Your Highness, to think about this important matter in your life!"

 When the emperor was as old as the prince, the queen was already pregnant with a child.

Mo Lingwei's thin eyes narrowed, and there was a perfunctory smirk on his handsome face.

“Okay, I will consider it. You can go back.”

 “Thank you, Your Highness, the Crown Prince. I will take my leave.”

Old Mrs. Ye let out a long sigh of relief and walked away with some joy.

Mo Lingwei then calmed down his expression, his brows becoming cold.

His body exuded coercion, which made the entire Zichen Palace guards afraid to show off.

Shen Ningning tugged on his sleeve: "Smile."

Mo Lingwei immediately did as he was told, with a smile on his lips as he pursed his lips, but his eyes were still sharp and black.

 Shen Ningning was amused by him.

"Isn't it just that I'm thinking about marriage? It makes my brother so worried."

Mo Lingwei glanced at her calmly: "Is getting married a small matter?" Shen Ningning sat on his prince chair and ate the seasonal fruits on his table with ease.

The girl shook her feet: "Well, I don't understand either, but grandma said that when my brother is old, he really should get married."

Mo Lingwei moved a small stool and sat down next to her dully.

 Seeing Shen Ningning's slender hands as white and tender as jade, she was peeling oranges.

He was afraid that the orange juice would stain her fingertips, so he took the initiative to take it.

And raised his eyebrows slightly, he asked meaningfully: "Do you also want me to get married?"

Shen Ningning already had a concept of getting married. It was not like she used to think when she was a child that two people kowtowed and they were husband and wife.

She thought carefully and said, "I hope you will do everything that is beneficial to you."

Mo Lingwei silently put the peeled orange in her hand.

 “What’s the benefit of getting married?” His voice was low and cold.

“Everyone around me says so. My father said that the happiest thing for him was meeting his mother. My second uncle also said that finding the right person to get married is the most beautiful experience. Aunt Yun in the shop also said the same!”

Mo Lingwei snorted: "You have to be with the person you like, then you can get married. Otherwise, if two unfamiliar people are tied together to worship, it's called accepting your fate."

Shen Ningning blurted out: "Then brother, just go find the person you like."

Mo Lingwei's initially indifferent expression suddenly turned a little solemn and dark.

He stared at Shen Ningning, as if thinking, why would she say such a thing?

The girl didn't think much about it, but she felt that Mo Lingwei's eyes were too cold, almost freezing.

She was stunned while chewing an orange, her fair cheeks bulging, and she couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong? Did I say the wrong thing?"

Mo Lingwei stood up suddenly: "You're right, if you want to get married, you have to find someone you like."

His tone was a little angry, and he went aside to read a book. No matter what Shen Ningning said, he ignored her.

 No matter how dull the girl was, she still realized that he was angry.

So he walked over and sat next to him obediently, leaning on his arm.

Mo Lingwei turned sideways and continued to read coldly.

 Shen Ningning glanced at the book in his hand.

 “You got it wrong.”

"..." Mo Lingwei was silent for a moment, then threw the book away: "I'll close my eyes and rest, you can play by yourself."

Shen Ningning tilted her head: "Aren't we going to see the red plums?"

 “I’m not interested for the moment.” He pursed his thin lips, looking extremely cold.

Shen Ningning nodded: "Okay."

Mo Lingwei closed his eyes, but kept paying attention to Shen Ningning's movements.

He heard the little girl walking around in front of his table, making rustling noises, and he didn't know what she was doing.

Then I heard Shen Ningning walking to the door, closing the door and telling the guard guarding the door: "You guys can go in later and get some hot tea."

Wu Fang asked: "Your Highness, where are you going?"

“I’m going to the Meiyuan Garden to see the plum blossoms. I’ll pick them back later and make them into plum blossom cakes for my brother.”

Hearing these words, Mo Lingwei couldn't help but pursed his lips, and the feeling of pleasure finally diluted the anger in his heart.

 He began to reflect on whether what he did was not obvious enough.

 Can't Shen Ningning see that he likes her?

Even if you want to get married, you have to do it with her.

Mo Lingwei simply opened his eyes and planned to read the book while waiting for her to come back.

As soon as he walked to the table, he saw Shen Ningning peeling the oranges and putting them on the plate with a smiling face.

 “Tsk,” he snorted, “It’s a trick to trick people.”

 He said he didn't care, but he was very helpful.

However.

Mo Lingwei waited and waited, but didn't even wait for Shen Ningning to come back.

Half an hour has passed. Are you tired of looking at plum blossoms anymore?

 He immediately ordered Wu Fang to go and have a look.

Unexpectedly, Wu Fang came back after a while and said breathlessly: "Your Highness, the young master of the Lu family went to the palace to give Commander Lu a cloak. He met the princess by chance, and they went to pick plum blossoms together. When I first went there, I The princess is laughing so hard at him."

Mo Lingwei's eyebrows twitched, and his thin eyes suddenly became cold.

 Is it Lu Shaoyuan again? !

How come he is everywhere!

 “Leaning on the plum garden.” The corners of Mo Lingwei’s purple-gold robe pressed against the grass at the foot of the steps, threatening to overwhelm him.

He rushed over with a dark back.