Chapter 1000: Test 2

Hu Feng kept her behind her, whispering: "Where to tie? I will come."
Bai Hao just wanted to open his mouth, and Song Lang on the side had already swept forward, and the three things were soft and fell.
The white pheasant seemed to see the silver light flashing past, the needle, long and thick, and the same as her hand, exactly the same as the one that was sucked out from the Princess of Qianfang.
I don't know what she was thinking at the time, but she blurted out: "This needle is tied to people, it must be very painful? To the Princess of Qianfang, have you got a hand?"
Song Lang smiled, and the cloud of the school was light and windy: "Which is the hand? It is you, I also got the hand." His eyes looked plain and waveless, but he was deep and deep, and the surface was calm and calm, but it was deep in the waves.
Hu Feng sideways, blocking his gaze to look at the white, and said to the white: "Get started, the master and the father are not very good today, I am afraid that it will not last long."
The white man nodded and told the accompanying guards to let the three men undress and put them in the medicine pool.
When undressing, Hu Feng was blocked in front of the white scorpion, and she was not allowed to see it. After all, it was a man.
When the guards put everyone in the medicine pool, he let the white come out behind him.
Hu Feng glanced forward and asked Song Lang: "When will they wake up?"
"When do I pull out the needles on them, they will wake up." Song Lang said.
He is still very confident about his needle.
Bai Hao answered: "Don't you say that you have to spend an hour? Then let them wake up after an hour."
Song Lang nodded: "Good."
"The master, Lixi's medicine is ready." Yuan Lao came in, his eyes swept on Hu Feng and Bai Yan, and went straight to Song Lang.
Song Lang sighed and stopped talking.
There is silence in the room, no one wants to talk anymore, an hour, as long as a century.
Bai Hao always pays attention to the three people who are taking medicine, and observes the subtle changes in their faces.
Hu Feng was inseparable from the left and right, intentionally or unintentionally in the middle of her and Song Lang, blocking Song Lang from time to time to cast a white gaze.
He was so mad, and he stood next to a man who married his fiancee, but he could not move him. This anger was too uncomfortable.
I don't know how long it took, Song Lang suddenly opened his mouth: "His Royal Highness is so busy? Kyoto City is so chaotic, you are here, is it right?"
Hu Feng turned his eyes in his heart, but his face was not obvious. The faction was calm and indifferent. "If everything needs the king to do it, then the king still lives?"
Song Lang said again: "There is nothing next to it, but can the Chu emperor not have this poison? You are a prince, not at the side of the hospital, and the merits can let other emperors it."
Hu Feng coldly said: "I don't want to be a person, not everyone cares about these, at least the king does not care."
Song Lang’s face changed slightly, and this is a good thing. It’s a prince, and the words are so bitter.
The white cockroaches didn't care for them, and they went to bicker, and their attention was on the hourglass and the three people who took the medicine.
The three people started from the beginning of the dry yellow, and now like cooked shrimp, if not from time to time, she reached out to try the temperature of the soup, I really thought they would be cooked by the soup.
"Almost, Song Gongzi, take the needle." Her head did not return, naturally did not see Hu Feng and Song Lang two glaring at each other. I thought they were chatting in harmony!