Chapter 223
You know, in this beast world, apart from the Eight Cities and the Tribes, there are places like the City of the Sky, the City of the Desert, Percy Lancet, and so on.

"What about Ji Han?"

"Have you asked about him?"

Cang Ye touched her head: "You have to ask him about this, he should know more than me."

"I'll go and ask!" Song Jinqiao stood up abruptly, and was about to go under the bed as she spoke, but Cang Ye quickly grabbed her into his arms.

"What's the hurry, it's not too late to ask tomorrow, let's do something meaningful first."

……

When the sun was high, Song Jinqiao faintly woke up, and Cang Ye was no longer around her.

Suddenly remembering what happened last night, he tidied himself up hastily, then shook the system to wake him up and asked him to find Jihan's place.

[Jihan is in the basement of the palace. ]
This strange place made Song Jinqiao frowned again.

What is he doing in the basement?
The basement is where the low-level slaves of the palace live. What is he doing there?
Thinking of this, she put on the cloak she made, pulled up her hat, and walked to the house in the basement.

……

The basement may be extremely humid because the sun has not been seen for thousands of years.

Carrying his own sea crystal lantern, he walked into the door of the basement, step by step, and walked down carefully.

The slaves lived in caves one by one, with wooden doors blocking the entrances, and each room was dug smoothly and neatly, with corridors in the middle.

Because it was daytime, all the slaves went to work, the basement was empty, and there was a burning torch at the door of each room, and the fire was raging.

As Song Jinqiao walked, she pricked up her ears to listen carefully to the voice inside. As she got deeper and deeper, the rustling sound also entered her ears.

Then, looking for the sound, she came to the innermost door, confirmed that there was Jihan's voice inside, and opened the door with confidence, but the scene inside made her stunned.

In the narrow room, there were two beds, the second uncle Cang Ye usually sat on one bed, lazy and casual, standing silently, at his feet was a male, who looked half-dead, with a lot of blood left on the ground.

Until Song Jinqiao opened the door, Cang Ye and Ji Han looked over, the three of them looked at each other, and remained silent for a while.

In the end, it was Song Jinqiao who broke the silence and looked at Cang Ye with a half-smile: "Why are you everywhere, you know so much, why didn't I know you knew so much?"

Saying that she came in, she closed the door intimately, put the sea crystal lantern on the table beside her, walked up to the half-dead male, squatted down to look at him, when Ji Han suddenly pulled her.

"Don't get Jojo's hands dirty."

Compared to the fearlessness of the second uncle Cang Ye, Ji Han seemed a little nervous like a child who did something wrong.

Song Jinqiao followed his will, stood up, and walked towards Cang Ye, who happened to pull her into his arms.

Song Jinqiao pushed his chest and said with a smile, "When did you know so much?"

"Also, when did the two of you work together, why didn't I know?"

This said.

Cang Ye put his arms around her waist, kissed her lips, raised his brows, his maddeningly handsome face was so sturdy and terrifying, it was suffocating: "I just don't want to make Qiao Qiao worry, don't think too much."

Song Jinqiao glanced at him: "Don't worry, I didn't think much about it."

 6 It's over, I'm exhausted, and my mind is empty
  Finally, a small theater that has nothing to do with the content of the text
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  Song Jinqiao looked at the three pretending to be good babies in front of him with a smile, and said softly, "When did you get into trouble, why didn't you tell me?"

  Cang Ye, who participated in two operations, said arrogantly: "It's not interesting, I just don't want to tell Qiao Qiao."

  Song Jinqiao kept smiling: "Why?"

  Cang Ye, who is not afraid of death, said: "Because if Qiao Qiao has these things, he will be distracted, and he can't secretly brew sauce at any time."

  Ji Han and Yan Mo, who had been told their thoughts, remained silent, and looked at the dead white wolf with sympathetic eyes.

  Song Jinqiao took a deep breath and smiled sweetly and softly: "You don't want to fuck for a month."

  The big white wolf's expression froze, and after realizing it, he said sharply: "No! It's not a decision!!"

  Song Jinqiao sneered: "If you dare to steal, I'll let them beat you up."

  In the end, the big white wolf didn't eat any meat for a month.

  Happy Coke, Happy Coke.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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