After a bowl of hot porridge was lowered, Song Xiaoxiao opened his mouth and asked for another four bowls.

Jian Zhan went downstairs directly and ordered someone to do it, and when he went upstairs again, he brought a full plate of dishes and chopsticks.

Song Xiaoxiao brought two bowls and put them within reach, and pushed the plate to the opposite side, "You can eat it too." ”

Jian Zhan thought that she wanted to eat it herself, but she ordered it for herself, and she couldn't help but feel warm in her heart.

He picked up the spoon and took a slow bite, and said with emotion: "This is probably the best porridge I have ever tasted." ”

Song Xiaoxiao heard the voice, and said softly: "If you like it, eat more." ”

Song Xiaoxiao had another bowl of hot porridge, and she was already a little supportive.

The bowls used in the inn here are very large, and the ingredients are very real.

Song Xiao didn't eat any more after two bowls of snacks, and watched the person opposite eat.

After Jian Zhan finished eating the porridge in front of him, Song Xiaoxiao pushed the bowl over, "Eat, eat more." ”

Jian Zhan was a little supportive, but he still managed to finish the bowl, and then called Xiao Er to clean up the dishes and chopsticks.

When he returned to the house, the man was already lying back on the bed.

Song Xiaoxiao turned sideways to face the side of the wall, and did not rest with her eyes open.

Jian Zhan walked to the desk again and pulled a chair to sit down, there were several books piled up on the table for people's pleasure, Jian Zhan picked up one and flipped through it, but said, "The Qin army has retreated." ”

Song Xiao was silent.

The Qin army retreated, a war was launched, and it was easier said than done to retreat halfway?

An army of 60,000 is no longer a few.

Even if Song Xiaoxiao's sub-plan was successful, it could only be delayed for a short time.

What's more, the soldiers and horses of the Qin army are far superior to three times that of the soldiers and horses of Shushui City.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Jian Zhan thought for a long time and said, "Xiaoxiao, Rong Chi... Did I come to look for you..."

"He's come to me." With Jian Zhan talking here, it would be a little unrealistic for Song Xiaoxiao to pretend to sleep again.

"You..."

"He came to persuade me to serve the King of Qin." Song Xiaoxiao sat up, her fine eyelashes slightly half-tucked, "I didn't agree, and I won't agree." ”

The girl's voice was slightly cold, and it was particularly flat in the middle of the night, but Song Xiaoxiao's heart was not calm because of Jian Zhan's first words.

Jian Zhan looked at the book in front of him, one page fell and he didn't turn the second page for a long time, "The general returned to the city today." The poison of Xiao Feng and several generals was also solved. ”

Jian Zhan indifferently told her about the events of the past few days, as if he was narrating a story in a book.

Hearing this, Song Xiaoxiao raised her eyes and looked at the people reading the book here, "Who made the antidote?" ”

"I've got something here, and you'll know it when you look at it." Jian Zhan slowly took out a square scarf from the placket on his chest.

He didn't untie the scarf, but placed it on the table.

Song Xiaoxiao got out of bed, walked over, and picked up the square scarf.

The square towel still stored Jian Zhan's body temperature and the faint fragrance of tea.

Song Xiaoxiao hesitated and hesitated, and finally opened it.

Layer by layer, the contents are revealed.

Before opening it, Song Xiaoxiao guessed that it might be something similar to a wooden plaque inside, based on the shape and hardness that could be felt in the palm of his hand.

As it turned out, her conjecture was not without error, but only half right.

It was a jade plaque, a symbol of one's status.

Mo Jialing...

Didn't she give it back to that guy?

When she was in Dongcheng, she shot the jade plaque on the city wall, and after several twists and turns, it would eventually fall into the hands of the owner of the object.