Nan Yan couldn't believe her ears.
"What?"
This jade plate can do witchcraft
How can it be
This is even more incredible than the forbidden techniques they encountered in the deserted city before.
Zhu Feng's face was gloomy, and he said, "What do you have, you can tell me directly."
Monk looked up at him, as if he was dissatisfied with teasing Nan Yan with his words, Zhu Feng's face was already very ugly under the firelight.
Only then did Monk smile lightly, and then said: "Well, in fact, this jade plate is not an ordinary jade plate. Before the people of the royal family of our country are born, there will be relatives who prepare such a jade plate. Afterwards, engrave the name and date of birth."
"..."
"Then, give it to the wizard of the clan."
"..."
"After the wizard got the jade plate, the first thing he did was to pierce the baby's finger and drop a drop of his (her) blood on the jade plate."
"..."
"Then, the wizard will enshrine the jade plate with witchcraft, so that the baby's blood essence will be integrated into the jade plate."
"..."
"There is an invisible connection between the jade plate and this person."
"..."
"This person has become the owner of the jade dish."
"..."
"From now on, it will not absorb anyone's blood, only the blood of the owner will be integrated into it."
Nan Yan frowned and listened beside her.
After hearing it all the time, she understood a little bit.
But immediately said: "But I—"
"I know what you are going to ask," Monk said, "You are not Princess Tana herself."
"..."
"However, if they are the descendants of the owner of the jade plate, their blood essence will be partly similar to that of their predecessors, and they can also be integrated into the jade plate. It's just—"
"Just what?"
Monk was silent for a moment, and then said, "You try it first."
Nan Yan looked at him, and then at the jade plate.
Indeed, it is useless to say more.
Now that the jade plate belonging to Princess Tana has been found, it only needs to drop a drop of blood on it to find out the truth.
She immediately took out the dagger from her bosom.
Zhu Feng stood behind her, frowned and said, "Nanyan."
Nan Yan glanced back at him, and said softly: "Your Majesty, I need the truth."
"..."
The two looked at each other for a while.
Zhu Feng walked over slowly, took the dagger in her hand, then held up her left hand, and said in a deep voice, "Let me come."
Nan Yan pursed her lips and nodded.
After all, it is to make a gash on the hand, even if you know there is no danger, but girls are still afraid of pain after all.
She did it herself, maybe she could cut off her fingers with a shake of her hands.
Zhu Feng picked up the short sword and stroked lightly on her fingertips—
"hiss!"
Nan Yan took a deep breath, felt a tingling pain on her fingertips, and immediately, a drop of blood burst out.
Monk delivered the jade plate to her hand, and Zhu Feng pinched her fingertips and shook them lightly.
A drop of blood dripped onto the jade plate.
Immediately, everyone's eyes focused on that drop of blood.
Although Nan Yan focused all her attention on it, her fingers still hurt a little, and the next moment, she saw Zhu Feng pinch her fingertips into her mouth and lick them lightly.
"...!"
A hot, moist and soft feeling passed over the wound.
Nan Yan's face turned red all of a sudden.
Monk and Arisilan, who were standing opposite, also saw it. Their expressions changed, but they didn't say anything.
Only Azlan coughed lightly.
Zhu Feng said, "Does it still hurt?"
"..."
Where can I speak.
With a red face, Nan Yan withdrew her hand from his, and gently pressed it to her chest, feeling her heart pounding.
Why do you do this in front of so many people
Shame to death!
Although it was the most important thing in front of her, she couldn't help but blush and her heart beat, and she could only try her best to bring her attention back to the jade plate.
She said softly: "Your Majesty, how long will this take?"
"..."
Monk looked up at her in the firelight, and said, "I don't know."
"ah?"
Nan Yan was taken aback, and looked at him with wide eyes.
Zhu Feng also frowned.
Monk said: "Just now I told you that the descendants of the owner of the jade plate, the essence and blood will be somewhat similar to the owner, but it is not clear how long it will take to identify."
"Didn't the wizard tell you?"
"In the past, nothing like this has happened."
"..."
So, the wizard doesn't know either.
That's why he hesitated to speak just now.
Monk said: "So, we can only wait."
"..."
At this time, of course, there is no other way.
The strange thing is that the blood beads didn't melt into it, and there was no sign of drying out or solidification. It seems that this jade plate is indeed special, and it can keep the blood beads always there.
However, time passed bit by bit, and the drop of blood remained silent.
Nan Yan felt a little uneasy in her heart.
After that, everyone couldn't hold it anymore.
Zhu Feng asked people to come up and set up a pair of bonfires on the beacon tower—fortunately, at this time, no one would pay attention to the beacon fire here—they sat down around the bonfire, and put the jade plate on the ground where the firelight could shine. Yes, the brightest place.
Nan Yan sat beside Zhu Feng, staring at the drop of blood.
Gradually, the fire flickered.
She slowly leaned on Zhu Feng's shoulder, and felt a hand stretched out to wrap her around her, a feeling of peace of mind welled up in her heart.
So, I closed my eyes in fatigue.
I do not know how long it has been.
Nan Yan felt a little numbness in her hands and feet. She opened her eyes and saw the fire flickering. She was confused for a moment, and immediately opened her eyes wide again.
How did I fall asleep
Zhu Feng who was beside him said, "Did you sleep for a while?"
Nan Yan turned to look at him, he was holding a water bag in his hand, ready to drink water. Only then did I realize that I had fallen asleep leaning on his shoulder without knowing it.
Nan Yan was still a little confused, and murmured: "Your Majesty, what time is it?"
Zhu Feng glanced at the sky in the distance, and said in a deep voice, "It's almost dawn at Maoshi."
"Huh? Why didn't you wake me up?"
"I'll keep an eye on it for you."
He, Monk, and Ari Silan were awake all the time, but Nan Yan hurriedly looked down at the jade plate—
Nothing happens.
That drop of blood is still there!
She couldn't help frowning: "What's going on?"
At this time, a voice sounded from the side - "Don't you, don't you?"
Looking back, it was Mandu.
From meeting to now, he has been silent, almost making people forget his existence, but at this moment, he seems to be unable to restrain himself.
The expressions of Monk and Azlan also became a little complicated.
Arisilan murmured: "But, how is it possible?"
"..."
"I clearly saw that the stone tablet of the princess on Xingluo Lake was erected by Si Boyan."
"..."
"If it wasn't him, who else would it be?"
Monk frowned, with a rare expression on his face. Before he could speak, suddenly, the soldiers guarding the beacon tower shouted: "Who is it?!"