MTL - Thrown Into the Wolf’s Den! Zaizai Holds Space In His Hands To Survive the Disaster Year-Chapter 92 Ning Ning calls for rain

 The dark clouds must have been accidentally stuck on in the fairyland just now.

Unexpectedly, when she patted it gently, the dark clouds did not disperse, but slowly rose.

Shen Ningning raised her head and watched the dark cloud as big as her head float up and finally disappear into the clouds.

Sudden!

Centered at the place where the dark clouds disappear, the clouds suddenly become dark, like black cotton with a ball of water falling.

The thunder rumbled from far to near!

Shen Ningning stared at the sky with her watery eyes widened in shock.

 A villager in the distance shouted: "It's going to rain! Get a basin to catch the water!"

 The next second he finished speaking, huge raindrops suddenly fell!

It was like water pouring from the sky, causing Shen Ningning's face to hurt.

The Black Wolf King reacted quickly, grabbed Shen Ningning in his mouth and ran towards the village house.

 After going back and standing under the eaves, the little guy couldn't believe his eyes.

 “Such a heavy rain...” Is it all caused by her little dark clouds? !

Not only were the villagers beaming with joy, but even the wolves were happily rolling around in the rain.

 It is strange to say that this rain only fell within a radius of fifty miles with Langshan as the center.

It stopped after just half a stick of incense.

 But this is enough to make people happy.

Every household has stored rainwater, and every acre of land in Xiangyun Village has been nourished and irrigated.

After being baptized by heavy rain, the loquat tree has become green and lush, with tall and straight branches and leaves.

 Until this moment.

Shen Ningning was convinced that if she pulled out any of the dark clouds in her fairyland, it would cause a heavy rain.

 The happy news of the sudden heavy rain reached the emperor's ears that afternoon.

 In the imperial study room, several humerus ministers all expressed joy in their voices.

The emperor even expressed emotion: "God bless Cangyun Kingdom, rain has fallen again. It seems that the drought situation will be resolved soon!"

 All the ministers were talking about it—

 “It’s all due to your blessing, Your Majesty.”

“When the heavy rain started, it was still sunny in the capital, but on the other hand, the sky near Langshan was covered with dark clouds and there were thunders. Your Majesty, this must be the appearance of gods.”

 The emperor nodded happily: "Not bad."

 He suddenly remembered, why did the place name Langshan sound familiar?

The little girl named Shen Ningning that Mo Lingwei cared about seemed to live on that mountain.

 What a wonderful place with outstanding people and wonderful feng shui!

Just when the emperor was about to give a commendation, he heard the imperial censor say: "The minister before entering the palace learned that she is the youngest daughter of Wei Shangshu and went to Xitai Village behind Langshan Mountain."

 The smile on the emperor's face paused.

He raised his eyebrows: "Wei Aiqing's little daughter? Is she the one who was known as the girl who brings good luck to the rain?"

"It was she. I heard that Miss Wei was in the village at that time, and together with the eldest young master of the Wei family, they opened a tent in Xitai Village to give porridge to the people."

 The emperor's expression became a little dark and unpredictable.

He smiled without knowing it: "That's a coincidence. I remember that since she was born, the Wei family has called her a lucky girl. But except for the heavy rain on the night she was born, every time she prayed for rain, she never got it."

The imperial censor followed and said, "Perhaps you are too young and your skills are not strong enough?"

“But the emperor’s previous sacrifice to pray for rain, and the rain in Langshan this time, are inseparable from Miss Wei.”

 The emperor laughed out loud.

On the other hand, the imperial censor was a little unsure of his thoughts, and there was still some compliment to the Wei family in his throat, so he did not dare to continue speaking.

The emperor spoke with a faint tone: "Then I underestimated this blessed girl before."

"The prince's birthday will be in a few days. I will announce that Miss Wei will enter the palace. If it rains on the prince's birthday, I will make her the princess."

All the courtiers present were in an uproar.

This is a step to the sky.

Thinking again, Wei Shangshu and the favored Concubine Li are from the same family. If the Wei family has another princess, it goes without saying that they will be rich in the future.

But... The emperor smiled again, but his eyes were cold: "But if it doesn't cause rain, then let's do it."

 The consequences are self-evident.

The imperial censor felt a cold feeling behind his back and quickly lowered his head.

It is said that being with a king is like being with a tiger. This statement is true!

Just a few words from the emperor can make a family richer and more prosperous, or it can make them fall into the mud completely.

 When the news reached the Wei family, Miss Wei was enjoying a luxurious life.

Of course she didn't go out in such a hot weather.

It's just that her father, Wei Shangshu, found a few little girls about her age, wearing her clothes, veils and hoods to protect her from the sun, to appear everywhere on her behalf.

As soon as he hears it will rain, a substitute will be sent over immediately.

 In this way, you can always get it right once.

 However, Master Wei was happy when he heard that the emperor allowed his daughter to attend the prince's birthday.

But before I was happy for too long, I started to worry about the rain again.

 You can pretend to be normal, but what should you do if it really rains on the prince's birthday?

"Dad, I just heard from the housekeeper that I can go to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's birthday party?" Wei Yufu, who was only four and a half years old, walked into the study.

Although he is young, he is the most favored one among the twelve children of Wei Shangshu.

She was dressed in silk, with a gold and jade necklace around her neck, a gold bracelet on both wrists, and dazzling ornaments on her head.

Wei Yufu sounded a little proud: "I knew it, how could you not invite me to His Highness the Crown Prince's birthday?"

"Dad, I want to buy new clothes. You buy all the snow silk satin in the capital. On His Highness's birthday, I want to wear the most beautiful dress."

Wei Shangshu came to his senses and said, "No! Fu'er, not only can you not go, you are also sick and refuse to enter the palace."

 Wei Yufu immediately frowned and expressed her dissatisfaction coquettishly: "Why? The emperor's special invitation is a blessing that no one else can ask for."

“The emperor wants to invite a lucky girl who can truly move the wind and rain, can you do it?”

Hearing this, Wei Yufu's face flashed with embarrassment, and she made a decisive move: "That's what dad has to consider, not me!"

“I just want to see His Highness the Crown Prince. My aunt also said that when I turn eight years old, she will let me enter the palace and serve as a female official for the Crown Prince. Are you all lying to me?”

 She began to cry as she spoke.

Wei Shangshu immediately walked over and hugged her distressedly.

“Good daughter, by doing this, dad is helping you get closer to the prince!”

　　"Dad, you are lying. If you don't go to the birthday party, how can you get closer?"

 “You don’t understand this.” Wei Shangshu responded and said a few words to his daughter.

Wei Yufu didn’t understand, but she stopped crying: “But...is it really possible?”

Wei Shangshu smiled and said secretly: "Leave it to dad to arrange it."

 …

Mo Lingwei has become more and more pleased with the white porcelain round fish tank in the yard recently.

Every time Chen Shaobei came to report affairs, six or seven times out of ten, he would see His Highness the Prince standing beside the porcelain tank leisurely and contentedly, holding fish food in his hand.

 This day is no exception.

“His Royal Highness’s injury seems to be getting better.” Chen Shaobei said with a smile as he cupped his hands in greetings.

The sun was shining brightly, but Mo Lingwei seemed to be surrounded by a quiet wind.

His clothes are neat and tidy, his ponytail is tied high, and his youthful spirit is a bit noble.

Mo Lingwei tilted his head, looked at him and said, "This white porcelain vat was quite good for you when you bought it."

Chen Shaobei smiled: "Didn't His Highness blame me for buying too much?"

Mo Lingwei raised his eyebrows and glanced at him: "What are you doing here?"

Chen Shaobei then asked: "Your Highness has invited Miss Shen to the banquet. Where will her place be arranged?"

 “By my side.” The young man answered decisively.