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Hu Feng protected her behind him and whispered, "Where do you want to pierce? I'll come."

Just as Bai Zhi was about to open his mouth, Song Lang, who was on the side, had already swept forward, and the three of them all fell down softly.

Bai Zhi seemed to see the silver light flashing by, the needle, long and thick, was different from the one in her hand, and was exactly the same as the one that was sucked out from Princess Qianfang.

I don't know what she was thinking at the time, but she blurted out: "This needle must be very painful when it is pierced on the body, right? Against Princess Qianfang, you can actually do it?"

Song Lang smiled lightly, with a stern look: "Why can't I make a move? It's you, and I can make a move as well." His eyes seemed flat and unwavering, but they were deep and distant.

Hu Feng turned sideways, blocking his gaze towards Bai Zhi, and said to Bai Zhi: "Let's start quickly, the master and the royal father are not doing well today, I'm afraid they won't last long."

Bai Zhi nodded and ordered the accompanying guards to undress the three and put them in the medicine pool.

When undressing, Hu Feng stood in front of Bai Zhi again, not letting her see, after all, he was a man.

After the guards put everyone into the medicine pool, he just let Bai Zhi come out from behind him.

Hu Feng took a look and asked Song Lang, "When will they wake up?"

"Whenever I pull out the needles on their bodies, they wake up anytime." Song Lang said.

He still has confidence in his acupuncture.

Bai Zhi said: "Didn't you say you want to soak for an hour? Then let them wake up after an hour."

Song Lang nodded: "Okay."

"Master, the medicine for Lixie is ready." Yuan Lao came in, his eyes swept over Hu Feng and Bai Zhi, and went straight to Song Lang.

Song Lang hummed and stopped talking.

There was silence in the room, and no one was willing to speak. An hour seemed as long as a century.

Bai Zhi always pays attention to the three people who soaked the medicine, observing the subtle changes on their faces.

Hu Feng didn't leave her left and right, intentionally or unintentionally lying between her and Song Lang, blocking Song Lang's eyes from time to time to Bai Zhi.

He was about to die of anger. There was a man who coveted his fiancee standing beside him, but he couldn't move him. It was too uncomfortable to hold back his anger.

I don't know how long it took, Song Lang suddenly said: "His Royal Highness Jin is so idle? The capital city is so chaotic, but you are staying here, is it appropriate?"

Hu Feng rolled his eyes in his heart, but he didn't show anything on his face. He was calm and indifferent, "If everything needs to be done by this king, then this king still has a life?"

Song Lang said again: "That's all, but didn't the Emperor Chu also fall into this poison? As a prince, you are not serving the disease by your side, and the credit will be taken away by other princes."

Hu Feng snorted coldly: "Don't save others by yourself, not everyone values ​​these things, at least this king doesn't care."

Song Lang's expression changed slightly, this Chu Yan, who was a prince after all, spoke so bitterly.

Bai Zhi didn't care about their quarrel, focusing on the hourglass and the three people who soaked the medicine.

The three looked dry and yellow at the beginning, and now they look like boiled shrimp. If she hadn't reached out to test the temperature of the medicinal soup from time to time, they would have thought that they would have been cooked by the medicinal soup.

"It's almost there, Young Master Song, get the needle quickly." She didn't turn her head back, naturally she didn't see Hu Feng and Song Lang glaring at each other. I thought they were chatting harmoniously!