Nan Qiqi was sitting in the elegant room of the restaurant, pecking at the tea in the cup, and suddenly heard someone talking at the door.

One person said in surprise: "Have you heard that the imperial court even gave out alms."

Another person replied: "I have heard a little, but this time the court really invested a lot of money, and even paid for such food."

"I think it's for those refugees, but there are indeed a lot fewer refugees these days."

Nan Qiqi put down the tea cup and looked at the street outside the window, it was extremely lively.

But she wanted more than that.

"Is there something wrong with the princess looking for me?" Wan Jia pushed open the door, and someone told him early in the morning that the seventh princess would meet him. Since the last test, he admired Nan Qiqi's courage from the bottom of his heart.

"You're here? Sit down first and let's talk slowly." Nan Qiqi smiled and pulled the chair beside him, motioning Wan Jia to sit down.

Wan Jia sat down in confusion, he always had a bad premonition.

Nan Qiqi didn't go around and said straight to the point: "Wan Prison Secretary, I want a topographic map of Dali Temple."

Wan Jia was a little surprised: "The topographic map of Dali Temple? What is the princess doing here?"

He subconsciously clenched his cuffs, even if he worshipped Nan Qiqi again, the topographic map of Dali Temple was a matter of national importance, so he could give it what he said.

"I'm going to rescue Wang Zhiyong. The Secretary of Wan Prisons will see what my reason is." Nan Qiqi didn't hide her purpose. Her rescue was to steal Wang Zhiyong, an important figure in the Beggar Gang from Su Yuxing's men.

Not only to make Su Yuxing's disgust for her to the extreme, so that she can plan in the future, but also to recruit the beggar gang under the imperial court and avoid the bloody disaster of the Southern Zhou Dynasty.

"What did you say?! Save Wang Zhiyong, do you know what kind of person he is?" Wan Jia got up abruptly, the chair behind him slammed to the ground, his face full of disbelief.

"Of course I know what kind of person Wang Zhiyong is," Nan Qiqi played with the tea cup in his hand, the light in his eyes flickered, and his red lips parted lightly, "I think the Wan Prison Secretary knows him better than me."

Wan Jia was stunned, staring at Nan Qiqi in disbelief. Today, she put on a red dress, bright and flamboyant, with a powerful aura bursting out of her body, making people unpredictable?

Wan Jia murmured, "How do you know..."

Nan Qiqi showed a meaningful smile: "As a childhood close friend, don't you want to save him from water and fire? Besides, don't you know if he has sinned?"

There is a sentence in the book that points out the relationship between Wan Jia and Wang Zhiyong. Wang Zhiyong was finally cleared of his charges from prison, and it was Wan Jia who asked Luo Xiyan to find Su Yuxing.

Nan Qiqi apologized in a low voice in her heart and said, "My lord, you are so kind, don't blame me for stealing your limelight, I will definitely make it up for you in the future.

Wan Jia was silent for a long time, his clenched fist was released back and forth several times, and he finally compromised.

"Is there any good way for the princess? Wan is willing to cooperate with her."

Nan Qiqi smiled with satisfaction: "Okay, give me the map first, then..."

The fish of the big drama finally took the bait.

In the dark and damp dungeon, mice left little footprints on the damp ground, squeaking and chirping.

"Are you recruiting?" A sinister voice sounded in the dungeon.

"Why did I do something wrong? Instead, you framed me and framed me, and there is no king!" Wang Zhiyong had several scars on his body, but he still raised his head unyieldingly.

"Haha... Do you think anyone would believe what you said?" The man laughed treacherously, his eyes narrowed vulgarly, "The person who comes here will continue to punish him until he knows that he confesses."

The whip fell heavily on Wang Zhiyong, he gritted his teeth and didn't make a sound, he would not let the villain succeed!

"Yo, I didn't expect that the dog offal in the beggar gang is quite capable, then I want to see how capable you are!" Qin Hui waved, and several jailers approached.

"Give me the chili oil on the whip, if you don't knock him out, I'm the only one who asks you."

The jailer picked up the whip covered with chili peppers and looked at Wang Zhiyong, his legs trembled uncontrollably. His eyes were so terrifying, if it wasn't for the chains, he might have come up to shred them.

"Beat me hard!" Qin Hui raised his voice, and the jailer finally raised his whip and fell heavily.

The sound of the whip on the flesh echoed in the empty prison cell, Wang Zhiyong groaned and lost consciousness.

[Master, are you really going to save Wang Zhiyong? He is the main force in breaking the Southern Zhou Dynasty. Your rescue of him will not necessarily change the situation. ]

Nan Qiqi immersed herself in studying the topographic map of the prison, her beautiful eyebrows were wrinkled together, and her light and pink nails drew circles on the map.

"You're not saying that as long as it doesn't affect the main line, I can do whatever I want." Nan Qiqi stopped and dragged her chin, "You're right. The best way to solve the problem is to eradicate it."

She paused for a moment, then picked up the map in her hand and studied: "But the key to reversing the future is in my hands. I hope that through my efforts, this battle will disappear silently. Because one Wang Zhiyong is not there, there will be thousands of others. Ten thousand kings of bravery appear."

Sirui is a villain system. He has seen countless villains. Although they are not inhuman, at least everything they do is based on their own interests.

Nan Qiqi is different from them. She is too stupid. Is a group of paper people worth her effort?

[The royal family of the Southern Zhou Dynasty is only a character with a very light brush in the book, why does the master care so much? ]

Nan Qiqi smiled slightly: "Your system doesn't understand human feelings, you have to give if you get it. If I get love from them, then I will give the love... Besides, this matter is just a little effort."

At this time, she didn't know how much change a simple gesture could bring to her.

Sirui was speechless to refute, because in his memory, human emotions were indeed too mysterious and elusive. He doesn't understand why people give up so much because of such illusory things as feelings.

After pondering the topographical map of the prison at the bottom of Dali Temple, Nan Qiqi was sore all over and she got up and stretched.

Noticing the small ointment on the table, she suddenly remembered that there was one very important thing to do, but it was dark outside the window, so the person should have fallen asleep.

Nan Qiqi pushed open the door and walked out. A full moon hung high in the night. Tonight, she was in a surprisingly good mood. She stretched out at the door and let out a comfortable snort.

Nan Qiqi was just about to add some food for herself, when she turned around, she saw a person dressed in black hiding in the dark night.

"What a coincidence, why are you here?" She was just about to find him.

"Let's go..." Situ Ling lowered his eyebrows hesitantly, and finally took out an oiled paper package from his arms, "Actually, I came here on a special trip to find you, this is for you."

Nan Qiqi took the oil-paper package, opened a corner, and the rich aroma rushed to the face, it turned out to be a hot roast chicken.

This is exactly what she wants!

"I'll give it to you." Nan Qiqi tore off a chicken leg and handed it to Situ Ling, then grabbed the other and swallowed it.

Eating roast chicken in the middle of the night is really sinful, but it's really fragrant!

With chicken in his mouth, Nan Qiqi said inarticulately, "I have something to discuss with you, I may trouble you..."

Situ Ling stared at the chicken leg that Nan Qiqi handed over for a long time, but he finally took a bite. The sweetness of the chicken spread in his mouth. When he was in Bei Ting, he ate all the leftover meals from other princes.

Nan Qiqi is really kind to him.

Situ Ling wiped the grease from the corners of his mouth with his long fingers and said, "You said..."