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

The bedside was full of villagers who were discussing countermeasures, as well as Shen Ningning, whose eyes were red.

"Mad Master, you're awake!" The little one is the first to find out.

As her words fell, the villagers hurriedly stepped forward and cared: "Crazy scholar, are you okay?" ”

"Ouch, it's too dangerous, I almost fell to my death, if the third baby hadn't found out earlier, you would have seen Lord Yama."

"But Ning Ning was frightened and cried for a long time, and it can't be like this next time!" The old village chief finally spoke, and a scolding made the mad scholar's aching head sober up a little.

He stood up, and Chen Ye hurriedly stepped forward and helped Shen Ningning to help him up.

"Ning Ning ......" The crazy scholar had a white bandage wrapped around his forehead, faintly oozing pale red: "You shouldn't save me, only if I die, this grievance can be completely resolved." ”

"Otherwise, His Royal Highness the Prince, he won't let me go, and he won't let go of our Xiangyun Village!"

As he spoke, his voice hoarse and he coughed twice.

Shen Ningning's little head shook like a rattle.

"Nope! Master, you misunderstood my brother, he is indeed angry, but he is not such an indiscriminate person who kills innocents. ”

Shen Ningning was not sure about the others, but she was sure that since Mo Lingwei had promised to spare the mad scholar his life, he would not trouble Xiangyun Village.

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

Shen Ningning's tears hung in his eyes, and his big eyes were crystal clear.

That delicate little face of white life has a pitiful grievance.

She sniffed, her little hand pressing the back of the mad scholar's hand.

"Master, now that you can't even think about dying, because if you really die, isn't that just threatening your brother with your life to forgive you?"

"What happened to him is so painful, you can't force him to forgive, but give him time."

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

He was stunned and raised his head: "Give him time......"

Shen Ningning nodded: "Yes, only you are alive, and one day, the grievances between you may be resolved." ”

"But if you die, his hatred for the Dai family will definitely not diminish, and there will be no possibility of forgiving you again."

The mad scholar suddenly realized.

He leaned against the wall, in a momentary panic.

Liu's sister-in-law persuaded beside her: "Yes, Ning Ning is right, the prince said that if you let you live, you will still seek death, that is, you will not give him face." ”

"Let's take 10,000 steps back and say, the prince didn't burn you to death, is it possible, he showed you mercy?"

"If this is the case, it doesn't mean that your relationship has no chance of easing, people live for a lifetime, and everything has to be experienced, it's better to die than to live!"

The words were not rough, and the villagers all nodded.

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

The big guys all breathed a sigh of relief, especially Shen Ningning.

She stood up: "Master, then you should have a good rest, and when you are well, you will guide me to read." ”

The mad scholar's eyes were red.

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

"I'm afraid that his mood is still unstable, so in this way, Chen family boy, you discuss with Brother Sanwa, and you take turns to keep vigil for a few nights."

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

The old village chief was taken aback, and immediately pushed the silver bag back: "I can't help it!" Ning Ning, what are you doing here? ”

Shen Ningning lowered her voice, with a grateful look on her little face.

"Grandpa the village chief, big brothers, the crazy scholar has no family, and now only I can take care of him."

"I heard what the village chief's grandfather said just now, thank you for taking care of him so carefully, so you must accept this silver."

The old village chief waved his hand for a while and said no, and Chen Ye and the young people hid behind him.

No one took Shen Ningning's silver.

The old village chief said seriously: "Ning Ning, if you meet us like this, then I will be sad old man." ”

"Xiangyun Village can have a good day today, who is not clear in everyone's heart? That's all because of you! ”

"You have led everyone to live a good life, what can we do for you to share the burden?"

"What's more, now that the villagers are united, like a family, taking care of the crazy scholar is what we should do, you don't have to be polite anymore."

Shen Ningning's heart flowed like a warm current.

No matter what she said, the old village chief just wouldn't accept the money.

The little guy had to decide to bring more wolves and wolves to deliver some food to ensure that everyone would not go hungry!

That night.

All of a sudden, it snowed.

Snowflakes fell from the endless black sky like goose feathers.

The cold wind howled, sweeping through the land of Cangyun like a knife.

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

The big eunuch who was waiting for Mo Lingwei was anxious, and scolded in a low voice: "You clumsy things, quickly remove them, don't wait for them to blow off and fall to the ground." ”

After he finished speaking, he carried a new pot of tea into the main hall, thinking that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had not called for tea for half an hour.

It's so cold outside, and the tea in the hall is estimated to have been cold for a long time.

However, as soon as he entered, he shivered with the cold in the main hall.

It turned out that I don't know when, Mo Lingwei extinguished the brazier, and opened the window widely, and the cold wind blew the room, and the stationery flew all over the ground.

It was full of words, and the big eunuch didn't dare to look at it, so he hurriedly knelt on the ground to clean it up.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince forgives the sin, the old slave should come in early to take a look."

As he spoke, he knelt forward, and suddenly he saw a pool of dark red blood on the ground.

The eunuch thought that he had seen it wrong, and there was only one lamp and candle in the hall, which made the vision full of darkness.

But this blood, in a pile of broken white porcelain cups, is so dazzling.

The eunuch looked up, only to see Mo Lingwei leaning on the couch, his left hand pressed on the cold feather eyebrows, he closed his eyes, it seemed that he was pretending to sleep, but in fact his brows were furrowed.

And with his right hand on his lap, he was originally holding a tea cup, but for some reason he crushed it!

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

The color of blood was dripping from his right palm, but Mo Lingwei didn't seem to feel pain.

The eunuch fixed his eyes and saw that there were already two or three scratches in Mo Lingwei's palm, and blood beads were coming out one by one.

"Ouch!" He turned pale with fright: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the old slave, you, you, the doctor, the ......"

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

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

"Get out."

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

"Yes, yes......" he rolled back and forth.

Mo Lingwei has a bad temper, and he is famous in the palace.

Whenever it was inconvenient to report to the emperor, the palace people would inform Chen Shaobei.

Because, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will at least give Fa a small face.

However, in the time of a 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 in the afterglow, only glanced at it, and said coldly: "Are they bothering you again?" ”

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

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

"I've heard about today's incident, since His Royal Highness can't even look at the white porcelain, why don't I go and smash the two fish tanks outside."