When Nan Qiqi found Dali Temple, a dark-skinned, bearded man with a fierce face blocked her way.

The big man was aggressive and pressed Nan Qiqi: "You, you are not allowed to enter!"

Nan Qiqi was blocked and felt unhappy in her heart, why every time she saw Su Yuxing, a roadblock would appear.

[Friendly reminder from the system: This person is Wan Jia, the prison director of Dali Temple, this person has a force value of 100+, and this person hates Nan Qi Qi very much. ]

Nan Qiqi, who was about to rampage, stopped, she wasn't afraid, she just wanted to show the princess' humility and tenderness.

"It's the Wan Prison Secretary, it's been a long time, haha," Nan Qiqi laughed dryly, her eyes erratic: "I'm looking for Su Shaoqing in a hurry, and I swear I won't do anything out of the ordinary!"

Nan Qiqi squeezed her three fingers and swore to the sky. But Wan Jia was not accommodating, her brows were furrowed, and she did not hide her disgust.

Wan Jia's attitude was firm: "Princess, please come back. Dali Temple is an important institution of the imperial court. Even if you are a princess, Dali Temple is not like a harem, and it is not that you can enter and leave at will."

After saying that, his dark fingers pointed to a plaque with several large red characters on it: peeping pretenders and dogs are not allowed to enter.

Nan Qiqi was instantly furious, ho! Good guy it's not specific to her.

Spy on a pretender? If it wasn't for her body being a demon, how could she be willing to come here. Equating her with a dog, who do you look down on?

She originally wanted to take a look at Su Yuxing from a distance, but she gave up after solving the pain of Acacia. Since they were the first to be disrespectful, then don't blame her for being disrespectful. Don't let her in, she has to break in today. Don't let her see it, she wants to lean in front of Su Yuxing and look hard!

"If I say that I want to go in today, what do you want me to do? Report to the censor to take one of my books or what. You don't think that Nan Qiqi has such a big life, and there are not many books in my book? Look at me. I'm here to stand in front of you."

Nan Qiqi stood in the same place, without any hint of cowardice, the girl's delicate face sneered, but it didn't make people feel any warmth, instead it made people feel cold and even arrogant.

Wan Jia's face was ashen, and she couldn't say a word for a long time.

He had known that the seventh princess, Nan Qiqi, was rampant and unreasonable, but he never expected to see her again today, she still has such a domineering side.

"I know you don't like me, I think I'm a traitor, hey! Coincidentally, I never liked you. You were never a reckless man, you and I never knew each other, and you listened to all the rumors in the world. Let's go and conclude that the little princess of the Southern Zhou Kingdom is what they say."

Nan Qiqi paused and raised her beautiful eyes, but the smile did not reach the bottom of her eyes: "You may not know a word, you don't know the whole picture, Wan Prison Secretary, so you won't comment. It's just like you, a reckless and inconsiderate person!"

Nan Qiqi's tone was cold, like a sharp-edged ice knife, all of which fell on Wanjia's flesh, piercing him completely.

He was completely wounded by Nan Qiqi's words, his face turned red, and he pointed to Nan Qiqi in anger: "You—"

"Don't worry, Wan Prison Secretary, I have a way to make you let out this nasty anger." Nan Qiqi interrupted Wan Jia's words, took advantage of the situation and patted his fingers, the corners of his mouth rose slowly.

Everyone present thought that Nan Qiqi was stupid and was angry for Wan Jia. Could it be that she shot herself in the foot, and even Wan Jia herself couldn't figure out what she meant.

Nan Qiqi said her intentions calmly: "We have two competitions, you play one and I will play the other. If I win, you can't stop me today, and you must obey my three requirements. If you win, then I won't see Su Yuxing again in this life, and declare that I, Nan Qiqi, are the defeated general of your Wanjia! How?"

Wan Jia took a step back, even if he hated Nan Qiqi's evil deeds, it was his duty as a man not to care about women.

Wan Jia refused: "Hmph, I'm afraid that you will lose too much and still depend on me."

"Don't refuse in such a hurry, as long as you can let me lose, don't say I'm not bothering you, and I think you're fine as a big brother."

Wan Jia knew that although he couldn't really be Nan Qiqi's eldest brother, if this matter spread to the neighbors, Wan Jia's prestige of eliminating evil for the people would be established among the people.

In the face of extremely attractive conditions, he was unable to refuse after all, and boldly agreed: "Okay! What do you say, I will accompany you to the end."

Wan Jia really didn't take Nan Qiqi in his eyes. What kind of ability can a pampered princess raised in the deep palace garden, even if Nan Qiqi proposes to be more popular than a girl today, he is not afraid.

No one in the capital knew that the Seventh Princess knew nothing about anything other than eating, drinking, and having fun.

test? She has only one share to lose today.

"You can tell me the content of the competition, don't cry too loudly when you lose." Nan Qiqi's red lips parted lightly, revealing pointed tiger teeth, playful and cunning.

Nan Qiqi ordered someone to bring a box of hot coals. The hot coals burned red, and the steam continued to rise upwards. On the way, they bumped into each other and made a sizzling sound.

In the competition with Wan Jia, Nan Qi Qi was not asking for her own death. Wan Jia was a first-class expert in Dali Temple, while Nan Qi Qi was just a little princess raised in her boudoir.

The charcoal in the stove is specially used for interrogation of prisoners. If you put it on the skin for a while, the skin will open and the flesh will burst.

Wan Jia took a deep look at Nan Qiqi, he couldn't guess what she was thinking.

"Let's compare today, who can touch the hot coal for a long time, what do you think, Wan Prison Secretary?" Nan Qiqi raised her eyebrows and rolled up her sleeves without fear, revealing a forearm as white as jade.

Everyone avoided their sight, and even Wan Jia didn't dare to look directly at Nan Qiqi.

"Princess, your arm..."

"What? I'm afraid that the clothes will burn." Nan Qiqi's face was not red, and her heart was not beating, swinging her brightly white arms back and forth, and everyone's heads lowered a little.

pedantic old man...

"I'll come first!" Wan Jia turned sideways and pushed away the people beside him to join in the fun.

Nan Qiqi took time to watch the battle, but she wanted to see how capable Wan Jia was.

No matter how capable he was, he couldn't compare to her invulnerable golden body.

Nan Qiqi said in her heart, "Sirui! How much do I have to exchange for items now?"

[Sorry, master, your current points are zero. However, as a kind-hearted system that seeks out the master's thoughts, Sirui provides credit services for the master. ]

In her tragic future, before she has accumulated the points for redemption, she will be heavily in debt.

Nan Qiqi gritted her teeth, held back her tears, and roared in her heart: "I'm on credit..."

Wan Jia walked to the stove without changing her face, and reached out to touch it without fear.

The jailer couldn't stand it any longer: "The Wan Prison Secretary is really bad, forget it..."

"Shut up for me!" Under the torment of the flesh, Wan Jia bit the bullet and persisted for a long time.

When he took his hand away, the skin under his hand was horrible.

Everyone took a deep breath, looking at Nan Qiqi with pitiful sympathy in their eyes, how could the girl's hands be like this.

Nan Qiqi was calm and calmly pulled out a small and exquisite white porcelain jar from her sleeve and handed it to Wan Jia.

"Well, you can apply this medicine three times a day, and within a few days your hands will return to normal, and there will be no side effects."