Song Lang knew what she was thinking, even if she left a clue
When His Royal Highness King Jin found this place, their ship had disappeared.
The difference between waterway and land is that the whereabouts cannot be accurately grasped by people.
After passing this Jiangbei port, the next port will be the last port of Chu State. As long as he passes directly through without stopping, he will be able to completely leave the territory of Chu State.
What's strange is that when he said he was going back, Bai Zhi didn't say much, and he didn't even intend to delay the hour. He was surprised by his docility.
But the more docile he was, the more strange he felt, what was she thinking
"You don't want to go shopping anymore?" Song Lang asked.
Bai Zhi's gaze was always out of the small carriage window, looking at the regressive street scene, which reminded her of the original scene of Qingyuan Town.
It is not as prosperous as Kyoto, but it is many times more prosperous than Aohara.
Whenever she thinks of Qingyuan, she misses her especially, the simplest and peaceful days are gone forever.
She would never go back to that place.
She didn't look back at Song Lang, but replied quietly: "Nothing to go shopping, go back."
Xiaoqing handed the uncooked raw fry to Bai Zhi: "Girl, you can eat it."
Bai Zhi nodded and took one to his mouth to bite. The warm and fragrant broth slid along the tongue into the throat, and the fried crispy dough became more fragrant. It was really good.
Bai Zhi ate three of them at once.
After leaving the boat, he finally didn't vomit up after eating. Song Lang saw him and his appetite was also very open. He only ate six of them in one breath and was only 80% full.
Back on the boat, the feeling of dizziness returned. The air was not as fresh as the outside, the light was dim, and the eight lights were not as bright as the outside.
She really hates this place.
Xiaoqing brought tea, and she glanced at the delicate tea cup and said, "Let it go, I'll drink it later."
Xiao Qing put the tea cup on the small table beside the bed, but did not leave, just stood there quietly without speaking.
Bai Zhi sneered in her heart, she knew that Song Lang must have put medicine in this tea again, saying that the effect of two hours of medicine is obviously that after two hours, he will give her the next medicine.
She knew Xiao Qing would not leave if she didn't drink this tea.
He quietly took two veils in the palm of his hand, got out of bed and picked up the tea cup, with his back facing Xiaoqing, pacing while'drinking tea'.
She poured half a cup of tea into the veil in her palms.
Immediately, the tea cup was placed on the table, and the veil was tucked into the sleeve.
Xiaoqing stepped forward to take the tea cup away and brought it out of the cabin. Song Lang waited outside, seeing that there was only half of the cup left in the cup, and nodded in satisfaction.
His special cartilage powder, colorless and tasteless, soaked in tea, even if it is Angelica dahurica, it will definitely not taste.
Although he had calculated everything, he had forgotten that although Bai Zhi couldn't smell the sluggishness in the tea, she could guess what he would do.
They plan not to call at the next port, so they have to prepare enough materials in this port.
Boxes of food were carried aboard the ship, and it was only ready to stop at the end of the evening.
When the weather was good, there was a slanting wind, and the sky was gloomy, as if a violent storm was about to come.
It is said that this kind of weather is not suitable for sailing, but Song Lang still ordered the sailing, waiting here for one night, the risk is too great, who knows when the King Jin will chase him, maybe he will chase him tonight, he can’t risk it. risk.