Chapter 1102: What is the cat in the tea?

What does she think, Song Lang knows all, even if it leaves clues?
When the King of the King found it, their ship was no longer traced.
The difference between waterways and land is that whereabouts cannot be accurately grasped.
After passing this Jiangbei Port, the next port is the last port of Chu. If he does not stop and pass directly, then he can completely break away from the territory of Chu.
What is strange is that he said that he wants to go back. Bai Hao did not say much, and he did not want to delay the delay. He was surprised by his meekness.
The more docile it is, the more he feels strange, what is she thinking about in her heart?
"You don't want to go shopping any more?" Song Lang asked.
Bai Yan’s eyes were always outside the small window of the carriage, watching the street scene that was constantly regressing, reminding her of the scene of Qingyuan Town.
It is not as prosperous as Kyoto, but it is many times more prosperous than Qingyuan.
Every time I think of Qingyuan, she is especially missed, and the most simple and calm days are gone.
In that place, she can never go back.
She did not look back at Song Lang, only whispered: "There is nothing to go around, come back."
Xiaoqing handed the raw frying that had not been burned to the front of the white scorpion: "Girl, can eat."
Bai Hao nodded, took a bite to the mouth, the warm and fragrant broth slipped into the throat along the tongue, the fried crispy dough was bitten and fragrant, it was really good.
The white cockroaches ate three.
After leaving the boat, I finally ate something and didn't spit it out. Song Lang saw it, and my appetite was wide open. I only ate six of them before I was full.
Back on the boat, the feeling of dizziness came back. The air was not as fresh as the outside, the light was dim, and the gossip was not as bright as the outside.
She really hated this place.
Xiaoqing came to the tea, she scanned the delicate tea pot and said: "Let's put it down, I will drink it."
Xiaoqing put the tea pot on the small side of the bed, but did not leave, he stood quietly and did not speak.
Bai Yu’s heart sneered, and she knew that Song Lang had already prescribed medicine in this tea. He said that the efficacy of the two hours was clearly waiting for two hours, and then gave her the next medicine.
She knows that if the tea is not to drink, Xiaoqing will not go.
Then they quietly took the two parties in the palm of their hands, and got out of bed and sipped tea, and turned their backs to Xiaoqing, while pacing and ‘tea drinking’.
She poured half a cup of tea into the palm of the palm of her hand.
Then the samovar was placed on the table, and the scorpion was stuffed into the sleeves.
Xiaoqing took the tea pot away and took out the cabin. Song Lang waited outside. He saw only half a mile in the raft, and nodded with satisfaction.
His special cartilage is scattered, colorless and tasteless, soaked in tea, even if it is white, it must not taste.
Although he counted everything, he forgot, although Bai Hao couldn't smell anything in this tea, she could guess what he would do.
They plan to stop at the next port, so they have to prepare enough supplies at the port.
A box of food was carried on board and it was only near the evening when it was ready to stop.
Originally good weather, suddenly a slanting wind, the sky is also cloudy, as if the storm is coming.
It is said that such weather is not suitable for sailing, but Song Lang still ordered to sail. Waiting for one night here, the risk is too great. Who knows when Jin Wang will catch up, maybe he will catch up this night, he can’t take this risk.