Chapter 890 - Song Lang

The old man looked at Bai Zhi. Seeing her sitting in a wheelchair, he nodded his head and said: “Come in!”

The old man then turned around and walked inside. There were a few stone steps at the gate of Luan Medicine Hall. The guards had to carry the wheelchair.

Bai Zhi, who was in the wheelchair, was brought to the medicine hall. Through the veil, she saw rows of medicine cabinets. But there was no one behind the countertops where the shopkeeper and a few servants were supposed to be standing.

After turning around, she saw a few square tables in the open space at the other end of the medicine hall. These should be used for guests to rest while waiting for medicine.

On the square table in the middle, a man was sitting with his back facing her. The man has long black hair half-draped and half-high tied with a simple white jade crown.

Jin’er only glanced but she was sure that this figure was the Song Lang they were looking for.

“Shizi, the princess is here.”

Song Lang put aside the teacup in his hand, but didn’t turn around and simply said: “You are not Qianfang.”

Jin’er’s heartbeat suddenly missed a beat, she frowned and said, “What does shizi mean?”

Song Lang sneered: “I am no longer a son of a noble house. Or are you reminding me not to forget of I used to be, and don’t forget that bloody hatred?”

Jin’er busily replied: “Jin’er didn’t mean that.”

The man turned around. He swept his eyes towards Jin’er, and in the end, he looked at the lady with a face covered with a veil: “Jin’er is still that Jin’er, but unfortunately, the princess is not the princess.”

Bai Zhi knew that her identity had been exposed, so there was no reason 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 veil, she could see a young man with a handsome face. She found it familiar. She seemed to have seen it somewhere, but she couldn’t remember it for a while.

Until the man got up and walked a few steps toward her. Seeing that his legs and feet seemed not very flexible, and his legs were stretched straight.

She suddenly thought of someone.

On the day that Bai Dazhu and Bai Dabao put pushed 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 coincided.

Song Lang said: “You look very similar, except for one thing.”

Bai Zhi raised an eyebrow: “Oh? I would like to hear the details.”

Song Lang snorted and said: “You are too smart. You are much smarter than Princess Qianfang. If she is the one who came today, she would not be able to find this place until dawn, but you have found it in just less than an hour.”

It turns out that being smart can make things go wrong. She just wanted to find him soon, so she didn’t consider anything else.

Song Lang stared at the person with a veil, trying to see the face behind it, 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 veil: “Since you know that I am not Princess Qianfang, you must also know that at this time the Luan Mecidine Hall is surrounded by my people.”

Song Lang sneered: “So what? I, Song Lang didn’t kill or set fire, so what else can you do even after surrounding 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 Gongzi, Princess Qianfang has one heart and one mind for you. If it weren’t for the inconvenience of legs and feet, she must be the one who had come today.”

Song Lang said with a blank expression: “I heard that it was a female doctor who cured Qianfang. Could it be you?”

Bai Zhi shook her head: “It’s not me, it’s Master Guan, the master of Luan Medicine Hall. You know him.”

Song Lang immediately shook his head: “Impossible, he doesn’t know anything about medicine, nor he understands pharmacology. How could it be—” Halfway through, he stopped talking, as a cold light appeared in his eyes: “How dare you cheat me.”

*Shizi – address to a noble son.