The city walls that once stood strong to protect the capital collapsed with a bang, the streets full of people were littered with corpses, the houses were destroyed by the war, and collapsed in a cloud of smoke.

The air smelled of burning, and the sky was overwhelmed by heavy clouds, preventing any light from entering.

The world is full of despair at this time.

Nan Qiqi stood in the center of the ruins. She tried her best to stop the soldiers from swinging the sword at the pregnant woman, but she was outside of this world.

She watched helplessly as her hand passed through the blade, and the next moment, bright blood spurted out and sprinkled on the expressionless soldier's face.

Seeing the bloody scenes in front of her, Nan Qiqi was powerless, she shouted hysterically, but couldn't make a sound, the bloody tragedy was still happening in front of her eyes.

As soon as the picture changed, the enemy army rushed into the last hold of the palace, waving a long knife with blood, the knife rose and fell, and the fresh life dissipated.

Nan Qiqi saw Nan Huang wearing armor and rushing to the front of the Imperial Forest Army without hesitation, fighting to the death with the enemy army. As for the prince of Nanzhou, there are only three people left to protect Nanhou and the little princess of Nanzhou.

Nan Qiqi seemed to see herself. She stood behind Nanhou with a disheveled face, pulling on Nanhou's sleeves in fear, her white face and neck were covered in blood.

"The dog emperor will take his life—" The enemy leader, Da He, raised the sword in his hand and stabbed it straight at the abdomen of the emperor.

Blood flowed down Nanhuang's armor, he held the blade and shouted behind him with his last strength: "Quick! Quickly take Qiqi away!"

Seeing that Nanhuang fell and Nanhou lost her mind, she rushed towards Nanhuang desperately, and did not flinch when the enemy's sword pierced her body. She closed her eyes with peace of mind until she held Nanhuang's cold hand.

"Father, Queen Mother..." Nan Qiqi in the phantom cried hysterically. She reached out to touch Nan Huang, but Nan Qi had fallen heavily in a pool of blood.

"It's dangerous here, Qiqi, hurry up!" Nanlu grabbed Nan Qiqi and pushed her into the only escape room.

"Sixth brother, don't leave Qiqi alone!" In the phantom, Nan Qiqi was sobbing in fear, pulling Nanlu's sleeve, and Nanlu was the only prince left.

Nan Lu's eyes were full of unbearable, and he patted Nan Qiqi's head pitifully. Then he shook off her hand and pressed the switch of the secret room. He resolutely rushed into the battlefield. mission.

Use your life to protect their well-being.

In the phantom, Nan Qiqi's eyes were high and swollen. She slammed the door with her slender and tender hands, but the heavy stone door remained motionless.

Until the moment she fainted, she kept muttering: "You are all gone, you don't want to be silent anymore, Yuxing, can you come and help me..."

Nan Qiqi woke up from a big dream, clutching her chest and panting heavily, the clothes on the back of her back were thoroughly beaten by cold sweat.

The bloody scene in the dream was vivid in her mind. She never imagined that the scene of the demise of the Southern Zhou Kingdom in the book was so tragic.

The splendid and full of vitality in the capital has been ruined, and countless lonely souls are wandering. It is no wonder that Nan Qiqi's character has become unreasonable and unreasonable since then.

The family was destroyed and the family left her the only chance to escape, but they would never come back.

Is this what you call affection?

"Someone." Nan Qiqi has lingering fears, the scene in her dream will definitely happen in the future, she wants to change, she can't lose this short-lived affection.

Because she has never had...

The female official came in: "Princess, do you have any orders?"

"How's the national situation in Nanzhou recently? Has any organization appeared, especially an organization composed of refugees!" Nan Qiqi was so anxious that she walked down to the ground barefoot, walking like a female official.

The female official wondered why Nan Qiqi suddenly asked these questions, and after thinking for a moment: "It really happened. In recent years, the weather has been severe and the crops have not been harvested, and a large number of refugees have poured into the capital. It seems that an organization called the Beggar Gang has been established."

Beggars!

Nan Qiqi's heart aches, it's them! The disaster of the Southern Zhou Kingdom was driven by them single-handedly. Even if the Southern Emperor was a Ming monarch of a generation, he could not resist natural and man-made disasters and internal and external troubles.

It was the continuous uprising of the beggar gang and the severe drought that caused the national power of the Southern Zhou Dynasty to be depleted, and the enemy country had the opportunity to take the opportunity to enter.

"Do you still know anything about the Beggar Gang?" Nan Qiqi couldn't hide her panic.

"There seems to be a big incident recently. The important leader of the beggar gang was arrested by Su Shaoqing and interrogated in Dali Temple."

"Su Yuxing?!" Nan Qiqi really didn't want to mention the name, "Now you go to some shops to provide the refugees with some food and cold clothes."

Nan Qiqi added: "The silver is taken from the inventory in the mansion, and in the end it must be in the name of the imperial court."

Although the female official had doubts in her heart, seeing Nan Qi Qi Shi Shan, she immediately ordered someone to go down and carry out this matter.

There was a sneer on Nan Qiqi's mouth. Nan Qiqi in the phantom was still thinking about Su Yuxing at the moment of crisis, but what about Su Yuxing? He was so focused on Luo Xiyan, how could he care about her life or death.

What's even more hateful is that Su Yuxing finally returned to the enemy Situ Ling as a courtier. It seems that although Nan Qiqi is not very smart, the people around him are shrewd.

Let's see if they can beat her this time!

The cunning fox's eyes reveal the wildness of carnivores.

Hearing the knock on the door, Situ Ling strode to the door, his eyes flashing, but the light in his eyes instantly went out when he saw the female official standing in front of the door.

Situ Ling said coldly, "Why did you bring the silver feet back?"

Female official: "Prince Situ, Princess, she asked the servants to tell you that you must take good care of the gold and silver feet in the future, and don't let them run around again."

Situ Ling grabbed the King of Silver Foot vigorously, the quiet silver foot was scratched, and he grabbed his hand with a meow, and then fell to the ground and disappeared without a trace.

Seeing that Situ Ling's hand was scratched by a cat, the female officer asked, "Prince Situ, your hand was scratched by a silver foot, do you need medicine?"

Situ Ling smiled bitterly, a trace of injury flashed across his eyes, but soon disappeared without a trace.

He said indifferently: "It's just a small wound. They are too close to the silver feet. This kind of thing is not surprising, it will be fine in a few days."

The figure of the female official disappeared from Situ Ling's line of sight, and he checked his wound. The wound was neither deep nor shallow. Although he didn't feel pain in the flesh, he couldn't tell why he felt uncomfortable.

Could it be that he thought too much and regarded the short-term love of cats as forever.

Sooner or later they will have a new owner, they will abandon him, and they will forget how good he was. They will desperately throw themselves into the arms of their new owner, who is just passing by.

Just like his mother-in-law abandoned him and left him...