"You're done, don't thank me too much, I'm all for the court..."

"Hmm!" Before Nan Qiqi finished speaking, Wang Zhiyong, who had just been freed, took advantage of the gap between her words and pulled out the dagger she had attached to her body to save her life.

The icy blade was clinging to her neck, and as long as she moved a little, the sharp blade would pierce into her flesh.

Nan Qiqi swallowed her saliva carefully: "I saved you, eldest brother, I am your savior!"

"What is your intention to save me out of your heart?" Wang Zhiyong was on guard, and said in a low voice, "Since you want to save me, send the Buddha to the west."

Nan Qiqi felt bitter in her heart, but she really had no purpose, so she had to let Wang Zhiyong threaten.

Wang Zhiyong used his toes to pick up the key that fell on the ground and easily held it in the other hand. He glanced at the threatening girl.

She didn't show obvious panic, she stared straight ahead with calm eyes, and every step she took was steady.

Wang Zhiyong asked: "Aren't you afraid of me?"

Nan Qiqi tightened the muscles on her neck, for fear that the sword would not have long eyes and accidentally hurt herself, her face was calm: "Why are you afraid, are you really going to kill me?"

She didn't even frown when she said this, as if she knew Wang Zhiyong very well.

Wang Zhiyong was used to seeing strong winds and waves, and for some reason, he felt a little guilty when facing this little girl who was not deep in the world.

"Then be honest, I don't want to hurt you."

"That..." Nan Qiqi said embarrassedly, "Can you let me take out the veil and put it on my face..."

"Why?" Wang Zhiyong inadvertently eased his tone.

Nan Qiqi shyly said, "The little girl is happy with Su Shaoqing and doesn't want him to see my ugly appearance."

Wang Zhiyong suddenly realized that Su Yuxing did not have any grudge against him, and he wanted to save him. If it weren't for Qin's troubles, Su Yuxing would not be able to take over his affairs.

But Su Yuxing still sent people to help him. If it wasn't for Su Yuxing's help, he would have died under the claws of Qin Hui.

"Okay." Wang Zhiyong agreed.

Nan Qiqi was covered with a veil, leaving only a pair of watery almond eyes exposed. Her figure was almost the same as that of Luo Xiyan. She was also wearing plain blue clothes today. At first glance, she really thought it was Luo Xiyan herself.

"If you guys dare to take a step closer, Miss Luo will become my dead soul." Wang Zhiyong tightened the knife in his hand, threatening the officers and soldiers who kept coming.

Nan Qiqi hummed twice, and her bunny-like eyes instantly turned red.

Uh, is Miss Luo like this?

Everyone doubted for a moment, but still didn't dare to act rashly. It was only natural for officials not to hurt the people.

When Su Yuxing and Qin Hui came, they only saw the back of leaving.

Qin Hui yelled: "You idiots, you can't even look at each other, what's the use of asking you, why don't you start?"

The officers and soldiers whispered: "He is holding a hostage in his hands, afraid of hurting the hostage..."

Qin Hui sneered: "It's just a mere hostage. Do you know how much effort it takes to get him out of hand?"

Su Yuxing was expressionless the whole time, and when he mentioned the hostage, his expression was a little loose.

"Are the hostages safe?" Su Yuxing asked.

"No problem."

Qin Hui was angry and looked up and down at Su Yuxing contemptuously: "When are you still worried about the hostages? Could it be that you let people go and wanted to take credit for me."

Su Yuxing ignored him and continued to question the officers and soldiers: "You can see the appearance of the hostage."

The officers and soldiers nodded hesitantly, then shook their heads and said, "My subordinates couldn't see it clearly, but I heard from the thief that it was Miss Luo."

Su Yuxing lowered his eyes and pondered, he hadn't heard that Luo Xiyan had been to Dali Temple, but he had heard of another person.

He always felt that something was wrong with Nan Qiqi in the past few days, and a bad premonition surged in his heart, so he whispered to his confidants.

"Go to the Wan Prison Secretary to inquire about the whereabouts of the Seventh Princess."

The confidant retreated and disappeared into the crowd.

"What!?" Qin Hui immediately put on another face, "Quickly send someone to chase, if Miss Luo has any shortcomings, I will ask you for your dog's life!"

Qin Hui's face was out of control, his expressions were almost contorted together, pacing back and forth like ants on a hot pan.

On the other hand, Su Yuxing was much calmer. His confidant came back soon, and whispered next to him: "Wan Prison Secretary said that the Seventh Princess did come, but she has already left. I asked the gatekeepers and they didn't see the Princess leave."

Su Yuxing lightly crushed his fingers, and his brows had not been stretched. How could Nan Qiqi become Luo Xiyan?

"Follow me to the bottom of hell." Su Yuxing ordered in a low voice.

When he came to the bottom of the prison, Su Yuxing was a little surprised. The bottom of the prison was always managed by the Qin Society, so he had no chance to contact Wang Zhiyong, but he didn't expect it to look like this.

The jailer was lying on the table and the ground, and Su Yuxing stepped forward to sniff them. His breathing was normal, and it seemed that he was stunned by the use of Mongolian sweat medicine, which was Nan Qiqi's first stroke.

But how did she slip in.

He then came to the prison cell where Wang Zhiyong was imprisoned, and the smell of blood blowing from his face made him uncomfortable.

"Check what's suspicious around you." Su Yuxing and his confidants split up and carefully checked for suspicious traces.

As Su Yu was walking, she tripped over something under her feet. She lowered her head and found that there was nothing unusual under her feet.

If he were an ordinary person, he might just pass by, but Su Yuxing was the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, and the strangeness at his feet quickly aroused his suspicion.

He leaned over to the air, unexpectedly grabbing something. He picked it up and was surprised to find that his hand was out of sight, but he could still feel it.

"Your subordinates didn't find out, did you find anything suspicious?" The confidant approached, and Su Yuxing turned his back to him.

Su Yuxing tucked the invisibility cloak into his arms, turned around calmly and said, "I didn't find anything either. Miss Luo's martial arts are strong, and she may have sneaked into the bottom of hell."

"Now you are instructing people to go after Wang Zhiyong, remember to look for the location on the outskirts of the city, and protect the safety of the public ... Miss Luo."

The confidant nodded and felt that Su Yuxing was right, but he hadn't seen the adults so concerned about things for a long time, and it was no wonder that the other party was Luo Xiyan, the adults' childhood sweetheart.

After the confidant stepped back, Su Yuxing took out the invisibility cloak from his arms and looked at it carefully.

However, she can be considered to have accomplished a good deed, and this time he will not care about her.

It was already dark, and everyone at Dali Temple was troubled by Wang Zhiyong's escape, especially Qin Hui, who was eager to find Wang Zhiyong as soon as possible. It didn't matter if he was caught or not.

They didn't spread it out, and Luo Xiyan was traveling abroad, so it didn't arouse his suspicion.

Only Su Yuxing knew the truth. He was about to extinguish the candle and spend the night on the desk when there was a sudden knock on the door.

Su Yuxing asked in a clear voice, "What's going on?"

The confidant shouted anxiously outside the door: "Beiting Proton is blocking the door of Dali Temple and wants to break in."

Su Yuxing wondered in his heart: Situ Ling?That Proton, who was sent to the Princess' Mansion as a companion to read, did Situ Ling have anything to do with him, is it because of Nan Qiqi?