Chapter 981 Is Your Face Bigger than the Average Person?

Of course, Yuan Lao can only think about it in his heart, and dare not say it, or he will be turned to death by the son's white eyes.

Just when Hu Feng and Bai Zhi's horse arrived at the gate of Qingfengyuan, the door opened by itself before the guards stepped forward to break it.

Hu Feng dismounted with Bai Zhi in his arms, and when he looked up, he saw Song Lang sitting in the courtyard.

The guy shook the folding fan, posing as a self-proclaimed romantic, staring straight at Bai Zhi, and when he saw their overlapping hands, his brows became a Sichuan character.

It seems that Hu Feng is holding his wife--

Subconsciously, Hu Feng pulled Bai Zhi behind him and went in with a calm brow.

"It seems that Young Master Song is waiting for me."

Song Lang finally stopped shaking the fan. He may not know that his rosy lips had already turned blue and purple. Who made him take off his cotton robe and put on a brocade shirt today, and he was still sitting in the cold wind. Shaking the fan in the courtyard, isn't this asking for it?

Song Lang shook his head and pulled out what he thought was the most perfect smile on his face, but only then did he realize that his face was a little stiff, so he coughed awkwardly and said, "No!" After speaking, he looked past Hu Feng, Look behind him.

Bai Zhi came out, looking back at Song Lang with clear eyes like water, her beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly, and her jade face showed a coldness: "So, you are waiting for me!"

Song Lang got up and took two steps towards Bai Zhi's side. He felt King Jin's icy gaze swept over. He just stopped and said with a smile: "Yes, I'm waiting for you, you can count."

Bai Zhi looked at him and smiled lightly: "If I come later, do you plan to sit in this cold?"

The smile on Song Lang's face froze, blood surged up, and his face immediately turned red. Fortunately, he had been in the sun a lot recently, and his complexion was not as fair as before, otherwise he would be lost.

"The white girl really likes to joke!"

Hu Feng said solemnly: "Since you are waiting here, you must know what we are coming from."

Song Lang nodded: "Of course I know, but I think you all know too. Although I know its existence, I didn't let people get it into the capital. Someone used my name to do evil."

Hu Fengdao: "I know everything I should know, you don't need to remind me, tell me, do you have the antidote for Heart Devouring Gu?"

Song Lang shook his head: "Of course I didn't. I didn't fall into this Gu, nor did my relatives or friends fall into this Gu. What am I doing this antidote for? What does it have to do with me?"

Hu Feng's heart was burning with anger, but for the sake of his master, his father, and the thousands of people in this city, he could only endure this moment of anger and asked, "Where's the Wei family's secret recipe for raising gu?"

Song Lang shrugged: "Of course it's in my hands."

"Bring it!" Hu Feng said.

Song Lang sneered: "Bring it? Why? Since you are the King of Jin of Chu, do you have a bigger face than ordinary people?"

When Fu Zheng, who was behind Hu Feng, heard this, he drew his sword angrily and went up, but was stopped by Hu Feng: "Retreat!"

Fu Zheng glared at Song Lang sternly, gritted his teeth and stepped back, but his hand was always on the hilt of the sword. As long as the guy said something unpleasant for a while, he would immediately make him regret it.

Hu Feng's eyes fell on Song Lang again: "It seems that Song Gongzi is not waiting here on a whim."

Song Lang chuckled, and his eyes drifted to Bai Zhi again involuntarily. Today, she is different from what she has seen before.

When I saw her for the first time, she was embarrassed but calm, bold and careful.

The second time I saw her, the light on her body pierced his heart straight, and her appearance was engraved in his mind like that, lingering.