The old man saw Bai Zhi in a wheelchair, and then nodded: "Come in!"
The old man turned around and entered, and there were a few stone steps at the entrance of Lu'an Hall, and the guards could only enter with a wheelchair.
Bai Zhi, who was in the wheelchair, was gently placed in the medicine hall, covered with tulle. She saw the rows of medicine cabinets, and there was no one behind the countertops where the shopkeeper and the man should be standing.
Turning around again, there are a few square tables in the open space at the other end of the medicine hall, which should be used for guests to rest their feet while waiting for medicine.
In front of the square table in the middle, there was a man sitting with his back facing him, with long black hair half draped and half high, tied only with a simple white jade crown.
Jin'er only glanced at this figure and knew that she was the Song Lang they were looking for.
"My son, my princess is here."
Song Lang put aside the tea cup in his hand, did not turn around, only said quietly: "You are not Qianfang."
Jin'er's heartbeat suddenly missed a beat, frowning and said: "What does Shi Zi mean?"
Song Lang sneered: "I am no longer a prince. You are the prince on the left and the prince on the right. You are reminding me, don't forget who you used to be, and don't forget that bloody hatred?"
Jin'er hurriedly said, "Jin'er didn't mean that."
The man finally turned around, his eyes faintly scanned Jin'er, and finally fell on the tulle: "Jin'er is still that Jin'er, but unfortunately, the princess is not a princess."
Bai Zhi knew that her identity had been exposed, so there was nothing to hide. She knew that she would be exposed, but she didn't expect it to be so soon.
She asked: "How do you know that I am not a princess? Don't I look the same?" Through the tulle, she saw a young and handsome face, very familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere, and couldn't remember it for a while.
Until the man got up and walked a few steps towards her, his legs and feet seemed not very flexible, and his legs were stretched straight.
She suddenly thought of someone.
On the day when Bai Dazhu and Bai Dabao put her in the pond, she rescued a person in the ruined temple. The face of the person in front of him and the face of the person she saved perfectly overlapped.
Song Lang said, "You look alike everywhere, except for one thing."
Bai Zhi raised her eyebrows: "Oh? I would like to hear the details."
Song Lang hummed: "You are too smart. You are much smarter than Princess Qianfang. If she is the one who comes today, she might not be here if she finds dawn, but you will find it in less than an hour. Come here."
It turns out that being smart can make things wrong. She just wanted to find him soon, but she didn't think of anything else.
Song Lang stared at the tulle, trying to see the face behind the tulle, but couldn't see clearly: "You plan to talk to me like this?" Song Lang said.
Bai Zhi stood up from the wheelchair and looked at Song Lang through the tulle: "Since you know that I am not Princess Qianfang, you must also know that at this time Lu'an Hall is surrounded by my people."
Song Lang sneered: "So what? I Song Lang didn't kill or set fire, so what can you do if you surround me?"
Bai Zhi was not surprised that he would say such things. He was so calm, he had obviously paved the way for himself.
"Song son, Princess Qianfang has one heart and one mind for you. If it weren't for the inconvenience of legs and feet, she must have come today."
Song Lang said blankly: "I heard that it was a female doctor who cured Qianfang. Could it be you?"
Bai Zhi shook his head: "It's not me, it's Master Guan, the master of Lu'an Tang, you should know."
Song Lang immediately shook his head: "Impossible, he doesn't understand medical skills, and he doesn't even understand pharmacology, how could it be—" Halfway through, he stopped his mouth again, and a cold light appeared in his eyes: "How dare you lie to me."