After Luo left, Song Jinqiao began to tell Nan Ming about what had happened to her before, but they were all trivial things. After she finished speaking, she saw Nan Ming looking at her hands seriously with his lips tightly pursed. Just staring at her made her feel oppressed involuntarily.

Touching his nose, Song Jinqiao quietly hid his hands behind his back and sighed helplessly: "Okay, I did say less about some things."

In desperation, she could only confess everything, and of course she received a gloomy look from Nan Ming in the end.

Although she knew that this gaze was not directed at her, she was still a little scared. After all, this gaze was too oppressive.

Realizing that his gaze had frightened the little female a little, Nan Ming quickly withdrew his gaze and raised his hand to touch her head. Suddenly, he remembered something, paused slightly, and finally slowly put his hand down.

"Bai Di and the others are here too. We wanted to go look for you right away, but we didn't expect to meet you here."

"Bai Di and the others!"

When Baidi and the others were mentioned, Song Jinqiao's eyes lit up immediately. He looked up at him and asked excitedly, "Really? Where are they now?"

"It's right over there at my house."

"Then let's go now!"

As he said this, he raised his foot and was about to walk outside, but suddenly he stopped, retracted his foot, turned around and looked at Yun Fu who was still unconscious, feeling a little worried.

"Is there a veterinarian in the Dragon Tribe? If so, could you help me take him to the veterinarian? He saved me and was seriously injured."

Nan Ming then turned his gaze to Yun Fu lying on the stone bed, and his eyes froze.

This male...

His brows were slightly furrowed, and he was thinking in his heart. The touch on his wrist again brought him back to his senses, but he saw the little female touching his arm because she was curious about why he was stunned. He looked down at the little female who only had half of his chest and smiled slightly.

"Don't worry, I'll take him to the vet."

Song Jinqiao immediately breathed a sigh of relief and walked outside again. Following Nan Ming, the two of them left the dungeon and came outside.

It was still daytime, and the strong light made Song Jinqiao, who had been staying in the dark, feel a little uncomfortable in his eyes. He couldn't help but close his eyes. He waited until his eyes had almost adapted before he slowly opened them.

The door of this cell is actually no different from other cells, except that the entrance is a little bigger and there is an open space in front.

After Nan Ming walked to the open space, he turned into a beast form. Song Jinqiao had seen Nan Ming's beast form more than once, but every time she saw it, she would be surprised by his beast form. After all, his beast form looked too much like the image of the Eastern Dragon recorded in the book, so she always had an inexplicable sense of familiarity with his beast form.

Nan Ming gestured for her to sit on his back, and even lowered his body so that Song Jinqiao could sit on his back easily.

Watching Song Jinqiao and Nan Ming leave, Luo's eyes became more and more lonely. At this time, Yan came over and patted him on the shoulder.

"Give up, there's no way you can win against Lord Nan Ming."

Seeing how close Lord Nan Ming and that female are, they are probably just about to become a couple.

"Let's go quickly. Lord Nan Ming ordered that the male be taken to the veterinarian for treatment."

*

Song Jinqiao and Nan Ming came to where he lived. Originally, from Nan Ming's words, Song Jinqiao thought that the place where he lived was the kind of small house in the Beast City, or at least slightly bigger than a small house, until she saw the real "small house" that Nan Ming mentioned.

Pavilions, towers, bridges, flowing water, rockery, strange rocks, rare treasures and exotic plants, every place here exudes refinement and elegance.

Looking at these, Song Jinqiao was silent for a second.

In this world, I am used to seeing ancient European-style buildings and Baroque-style buildings, but this is the first time I have seen a Chinese-style building, and I felt very familiar with it.

As soon as he entered the gate, the sound of footsteps slowly rang out. Looking at the male approaching, Song Jinqiao's eyes suddenly lit up. He let go of Nan Ming's hand and ran towards the figure quickly.

"White Emperor!"

As Bai Di walked to the corner, his arms were filled with something. If he had not sensed a familiar breath, he would have thrown the figure away.

"Qiao Qiao?"

His body was stiff, letting the person in his arms do whatever she wanted, and his voice sounded a little incredulous.

Song Jinqiao hugged him for a while, then slowly withdrew and said with a smile, "Look, I'm fine."

Bai Di touched her head and smiled. When he was about to say something, his expression suddenly froze.

Song Jinqiao's eyes followed his gaze and fell on his hands. He hid his hands behind his back, trying to hide them. He laughed dryly and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine. It's just a minor injury. Don't make a fuss."

Her injury is really just a minor one...compared to Yun Fu's.

Bai Di had a tense face and looked a little unhappy. It was obvious that he was very dissatisfied with Song Jinqiao's words.

Song Jinqiao rubbed against his side and told him in a gentle voice what she had experienced. Of course, she only told the most relaxed version. Then she saw Bai Di looking at her, his brows slightly wrinkled, and his dark purple eyes were faintly rippled. The expression on his handsome face was a little cold and hard at the moment.

Song Jinqiao: "..."

Her intact hand grabbed her long hair that fell on her chest, and the soft black hair entangled with her fingertips. She lowered her head for a while, and her voice sounded again: "Okay, okay, I'll tell the truth."

Then she told the second version, which was the most true version.

Although it was true, Bai Di's brows did not relax. Instead, they became even more furrowed as she spoke, and Song Jinqiao's voice became lower and lower.

Well, she knew that what she did was a bit risky and she knew it was wrong!

Don't look at her like that!

It's scary.

Song Jinqiao wanted to cry but had no tears. In the end, she could only play the victim and held her wound in front of him. Her dark eyes flashed with innocence, and her delicate little face was full of pity: "Look, this hurts."

So can you please stop caring about what’s happening in the palace?

Bai Di was obviously not so easy to fool. He looked at her deeply, which made Song Jinqiao feel very guilty.

The two of them "confronted" each other here for a while, until Nan Ming appeared and broke the awkwardness.

Nan Ming stood beside Song Jinqiao, his face full of maturity and solemnity, but his voice was warm and tender: "Don't worry about those things, take care of the wound first."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and touched Song Jinqiao's head very freely, as if Song Jinqiao had a very close relationship with him.

Song Jinqiao: "..."

Baidi: “…”

Song Jinqiao looked at Bai Di's slightly stunned expression, remained silent for a second, covered his face, and didn't dare to look at the man's expression again.

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