She took the rice bowl and sat farther away from him, thinking that Di Qianmo was getting more and more uncertain.

Beibei was usually a heartless child. She would eat, drink and sleep when something like this happened, but tonight she tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. She thought about it for half the night, comparing things back and forth, and finally remembered that she might be there.

Where did Di Qianmo get provoked?

"I just said that there is no love between them. What's wrong with that?" She sat up, and the quilt was pulled out of shape in her hands.

Could it be that... you think it hurts his face in front of so many people?

Beibei frowned in confusion, this seemed to be a problem.

After all, Di Qianmo was a prince after all, and his status in Beige was no less generous than that of the emperor. He had always been cold and aloof, looking down on all living beings, and he usually only wanted to fawn over others. Everyone wanted to have something to do with him, but

Being kicked out of Beibei's house probably meant that his face was damaged.

Beibedeng breathed a sigh of relief when she figured out the problem. She sat there for a while in a funny way, then lifted the quilt and planned to go to his room to appease him for losing face.

As soon as one foot landed on the ground, the closed door made an inaudible sound. The hand wearing the shoe stopped, and Beibei raised his head and looked at the door bolt.

A small knife was gently pulling the door bolt out. Beibei's eyes darkened, and she quickly put on her shoes and hid aside.

The door was opened skillfully, and two burly men in black clothes and masks rushed in immediately, carrying cold swords in their hands, and rushed directly to Beibei's bed.

One of them lifted the curtain lightly, and the other aimed at the bulging quilt and stabbed it randomly, then lifted the quilt with a sinister smile, and stopped abruptly when he saw two pillows neatly placed under the quilt.

"Where are the people!".

"Here it is." Beibei's clear and pleasant voice came from above.

The two of them were startled. They looked up hurriedly and saw a snow-white figure hanging straight from the beam and piercing down. Before they could react, it swept past the eyes of the two of them like a ghost.

After two bangs, Beibei landed lightly.

The two quickly got up, cursed and rushed towards her at the same time. Beibei picked up a spell, and before she could use it, a stream of white light flew from the door.

She looked blankly at the two masked men who died before the fight started, and then looked at Di Qianmo who was running towards her at the door, feeling so sad that she was speechless.

"I haven't started yet!" She yelled at him dissatisfied.

Di Qianmo walked over, looked her up and down several times, and breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that she was not injured.

"Come." He grabbed her hand and pulled her out of the house. There were dead bodies everywhere outside. Beibei was stunned and asked, "Did you kill all of these?".

Di Qianmo hummed lightly, "This place is dirty, let's leave."

Beibei: "(⊙o⊙)Oh".

But it was midnight and she was so sleepy...

Poison and the others were already waiting outside. Zhuang Hao got a carriage from somewhere. Di Qianmo stuffed Beibei into it and Lu Sansan drove on.

Beibei held back her tiredness and asked Di Qianmo, "Who are those people?".

"did not ask.".

Beibei: "..".

Di Qianmo took Beibei's head and put it on his lap, and slowly said, "There are too many people who want to kill me. This group of killers is really too weak. I guess they stole your money bag last time."
Chapter completed!