Chapter 997

She just stood there stupidly, and the young man stood in front of her and ate it all, until he finished eating and asked, "Is this really what she did?"

Xiaoqing nodded: "Yes."

"It's not bad, but unfortunately there are too few and I'm not full." Song Lang threw the plate back to Xiaoqing.

Xiaoqing said: "My servant sees that she has done a lot, maybe there is more." After speaking, she regretted it and really wanted to bite off her tongue. Why did she tell him this? What is he going to do? Lonely. . .

Sure enough, Song Lang's eyes lit up, he turned around and went into the house.

Xiaoqing blurted out, "Young Master, I'm afraid it's not right for you to go in now!"

Xiaoqing's voice was very clear, and because of his anxiety, the volume was slightly raised, and the people in the room immediately heard it.

Bai Zhi rolled the last piece of dough into the vegetable and gave it to Hu Feng, "Let's go, come back when it's dawn."

Although the sky outside has turned over the fish belly, it has not yet brightened up, and it is winter again, which will be a good time to sleep.

Hu Feng nodded, took the noodle cabbage roll in Bai Zhi's hand, strode to the window, and swept out.

At this time, Song Lang knocked on the door outside: "Can I come in?"

Bai Zhi brought the tea Hu Feng had just drank in front of her, glanced sideways at the closed door, and said in a low voice, "I said no, so you won't come in?"

Song Lang smiled softly and reached out to push the door.

The door was bolted, and when he exerted his inner strength, the bolt snapped.

He strode in, bringing in a gust of cold wind.

Only one gauze lamp was lit in the room, which was slightly dim.

Xiaoqing followed, and quickly turned on the other two lamps in the room, and the room suddenly became brighter.

Song Lang came to her, saw the plates on the table, and immediately stepped up. When he got closer, he realized that both plates were empty, and only one of them had some scraps of vegetables left in it. . .

"Have you finished eating?" Song Lang's eyes were full of disappointment.

Bai Zhi nodded: "After eating, what?"

Song Lang coughed twice, feeling a little embarrassed: "I ate what you gave to Xiaoqing, and it tasted really good. I thought that if you still have it, I'll eat two more."

Bai Zhi took a sip of the tea, put the tea cup down, and said coolly, "No more."

Seeing the young master like this, Xiaoqing couldn't bear it in her heart, so she hurriedly replied, "Young Master, this paper is not difficult for this servant to do, why not let the servant do it for you?"

Song Lang nodded: "Alright, you can do it. I'll have a few words with Miss Bai, and I'll send it here in a while."

After Xiaoqing stepped back, he also sat down at the table. As soon as I sat down, I smelled a smell that shouldn't belong in this room.

They are doctors, especially those who know how to make medicine. Their noses are especially sensitive, and their ability to recognize flavors is beyond ordinary.

This is clearly the smell on King Jin's body. He smelled it yesterday. It turned out that he had been here. No wonder it was all eaten up.

The smile on Song Lang's face was a little colder, and he turned his eyes to the window, and then shouted: "Come on!"

As soon as the voice fell, a tall and strong man came over immediately, and he appeared out of nowhere. It should be his secret guard.

"Master ordered!"

Song Lang pointed to the window and said, "Let someone seal the window immediately."

Bai Zhi looked up at him, did this guy find it?

Song Lang smiled and said, "The wind is cold, and it will be warmer if the windows are closed."

She was almost certain that this guy must have found it.

"Is the medicine ready?" she asked.

Song Lang nodded: "It's ready. When the King of Jin sends someone, you can test it immediately."