Hu Feng, who protected her, whispered: “Where do you want to pierce? I’ll do it.”

Just as Bai Zhi was about to open her mouth, Song Lang on the side had already rushed forward, and the three crazy men fell softly when he waved his hand.

Bai Zhi seemed to see a flash of silver light. The needle was long and thick. It was different from the one in her hand, and it looked exactly like the one stuck from Princess Qian Fang’s head.

She didn’t know what she was thinking at the time, but she blurted out: “This needle must hurt a lot when stabbed, right? You can do this to Princess Qian Fang?”

Song Lang smiled and said lightly like the wind: “Why can’t I do it? It’s you, who I can’t do it.” His eyes seemed flat, but they were deep and far-reaching. The surface was calm, but the waves were hidden deep.

Hu Feng turned sideways, blocking his gaze looking at Bai Zhi, and said to Bai Zhi: “Let’s get started, the master and imperial father are not good today. I’m afraid they won’t last long.”

Bai Zhi nodded and ordered the accompanying guards to undress the three people and put them in the medicinal bath.

When undressing, Hu Feng stood in front of Bai Zhi again, preventing her from seeing things. After all, they were men.

After the guards put everyone in the medicinal bath, he let Bai Zhi come out from behind him.

Hu Feng took a look and asked Song Lang, “When will they wake up?”

“When I pull out the needle on them, they will wake up.” Song Lang said.

He was still very confident in his acupuncture.

Bai Zhi answered, “Didn’t you say they had to soak for an hour? Then let them wake up after the needed time.”

Song Lang nodded: “Okay.”

“Master, the medicine for removing the gu is ready.” Old Yuan came in, swept his eyes on Hu Feng and Bai Zhi, and walked straight to Song Lang.

Song Lang hummed and stopped talking.

There was silence in the room. No one speaks anymore. An hour seemed like as long as a century.

Bai Zhi always paid attention to the three people taking the medicine and observed the subtle changes on their faces.

Hu Feng never left her side, intentionally or unintentionally, crossing between her and Song Lang, blocking Song Lang’s gaze at Bai Zhi from time to time.

He was almost mad. There was a man who coveted his fiancée standing beside him, but he couldn’t move him. It was too uncomfortable to hold his breath.

Who knows how long it took, Song Lang suddenly said: “His Royal Highness is so idle? The capital is in a mess, but you stay here, is this appropriate?”

Hu Feng rolled his eyes in his heart, but he did not show any signs on his face. He was calm and indifferent.

Song Lang said again: “That’s right, didn’t Emperor of Chu also suffer from this gu worm? As a prince, you don’t stay beside your sick father. The other princes will take the credit for all your contributions.”

Hu Feng hummed coldly: “Save your breath. Not everyone values ​​these things. At least, this prince doesn’t care.”

Song Lang’s complexion slightly changed. This Chu Yan was a prince, but his speech was so bitter.

Bai Zhi didn’t care about what they were talking about. She focused on the hourglass and the three people who soaked the medicine.

The three of them had dry and yellow skin at the beginning, but now they look like cooked shrimps. If it weren’t for her to test the temperature of the medicinal soup from time to time, she would really think they would be cooked by the medicinal soup.

“It’s almost done, Song Gongzi, get the needle quickly.” She didn’t turn her head back, naturally, she didn’t see the picture of Hu Feng and Song Lang glaringly at each other. She thought they were chatting in harmony!