The Blood Book is finally written.

The words are crooked, but under the reflection of blood, those words really have a bit of tragic meaning.

The queen looked at it carefully, then took Xia'er's clothes and wiped the blood from her fingers: she accidentally got them when she squeezed Xia'er's fingers.

She was not very satisfied with the blood book, because Xia'er originally wrote a good handwriting, and these words were so ugly that they had to fight with the dolls who had just learned to write.

But Xia'er's kind of temperament, using her blood to write, it is already Xia'er's greatest effort to write like this, no matter how good it is, it is impossible.

Although those words are too ugly to be decisive, they can only be like this. The queen withdrew her gaze from the blood book, and looked back at the blood spots on the ground that had been thrown by Xia'er everywhere - and that was all there was to it now.

There is no time to deal with these. As a queen, she didn't expect this, although she knew that Xia'er was squeamish, but she didn't expect that Xia'er would be squeamish to such an extent, which made her perfect plan flawed.

However, there is nothing wrong or missing, just a small flaw, and the queen thinks that she should not be too entangled here, and the most important thing is to cut through the mess quickly.

With the blood book, that is, everything is ready, only the east wind is owed; Of course, this shareholder wind is Xia'er's suicide, but at this time, the queen doesn't think that Xia'er will really hit the wall.

Just look at Xia'er stabbing her fingers, she hasn't even broken the layer of oily skin for a long time, and you still expect her to knock a flower out of the stone wall? I'm afraid that she will bump into it, and even the ash on the stone wall will not be clean.

Xia'er didn't pay attention to what the queen was doing, she was busy dealing with her wounds: her fingers were about to be broken, not to mention, and she was writing with her fingers, and her fingers were so painful that the stone wall was also scraped, especially the wound was painful, and she almost fainted.

However, the coldness of the stone wall made her wound feel a little better, but after a long time, her fingers were frozen and she didn't feel much, but it was more painful.

She tore off the corner of her inner skirt and wrapped her fingers carefully: Xia'er has always been serious about her own affairs, and she will never deal with it indiscriminately.

After reading the blood book, the queen turned around and found that Xia'er actually wrapped her fingers, and she was angry in her heart: It's all this time, and you still have the heart to use that?

Look at the finger wrapping, the kung fu is about to catch up with the embroidery. I really can't stand this Xia'er - the queen just wonders, why didn't she find this before, but loved Xia'er so much?

This thought only flashed in the queen's mind, because her time was really running out: "Xia'er, we have to hurry, no matter how slow the dawn is discovered, then our efforts will be in vain." ”

Hearing that the kung fu would be done in vain, what did Xia'er hesitate about: she had been in pain, and the blood had flowed, and if everything was in vain, then she would really cry to death.

Today's various pains and torments are something she has never experienced in her life; She has to doubt that God wants her to go through all the pain of her life today.

Xia'er looked up at the stone wall: "It's too hard, I hit it, I'm afraid I won't be hurt for a while." It was originally a contradiction, but the queen could understand it.

hit hard, Xia'er is afraid that she will be really injured; The impact is light, and it will not achieve the effect several times in a row, and Xia'er thinks that she will definitely not hit it hard.

How painful, who can be so heavy on themselves, right?

The queen nodded: "You're right. Hongu thinks that it is not good to hit the wall, and it is almost impossible to hit the flat wall if you want to hit it. ”

While Xia'er breathed a sigh of relief, she looked at the queen with some doubts: "Then what should I do?" She looked around at the empty space, and there was nothing in the room except for the torches that were planted high in the wall.

And those torches are not the height of the queen or Xia'er can be taken down, and even if they can be taken down, Xia'er would rather hit the wall than be burned.

You can also control your own strength when you hit the wall, and the fire is a thing, if you are not careful, it will be played big, and it will really burn beyond recognition, even if you survive, what's the point?

Xia'er is very sure that the Lonely Bamboo Kingdom will definitely not want a princess who is burned to an ugly place.

She looked around, and only found that the place of the stairs had edges and corners, but it also had slopes, and those edges and corners could not be used.

If you can use Xia'er, you won't use it, because of the steps at right angles, a wrong one will kill if it hits by coincidence.

Xia'er is to leave here, so that she can have a better life in the future, and she doesn't really want to die, of course she won't do such a dangerous thing.

The queen's eyes returned to the blood book, and she sighed again when she looked at it: no matter how you look at it, the word is unbearable, and she can't look at it directly.

She turned around and reached out to take Xia'er's hand: "Let Bengong think about it, it's impossible to hit the wall, and there is nothing else in this room; If you want to die, it's like—"

The queen's voice dragged on, as if she was thinking about it, and Xia'er's eyes fell on the queen's face, waiting for her to come up with a new way.

Xia'er thought that if the queen was willing to speak, there must be a way, so she just looked at the queen's eyes with hope, and didn't pay attention to anything else at all: the queen's face didn't change, and there was no superfluous expression except thinking, so how could Xia'er pay attention to anything else?

But at this moment, the queen suddenly let out an "ah", obviously thinking of something, and her eyes were filled with joy; Xia'er saw it and asked, "Thought of ......"

She didn't speak, for the queen's other hand was raised, and she quickly stuffed something into her mouth: and then the hand covered Xia'er's mouth.

Xia'er felt as if the thing was round and a little cool, and then she noticed that the thing had melted in her mouth!

She knew that something was wrong when she threw something into her mouth, and naturally thought of resisting: her hand went to pick the queen's hand, and when she pulled the queen's back away, the thing in her mouth was gone.

The queen had a handkerchief wrapped around her hand, and Xia'er picked her hand very hard but did not hurt the back of her hand, but only injured her fingers.

Xia'er put her fingers in her mouth, trying to get what was in her mouth out, and she was about to spit it out when she swallowed it: she was sure that it was definitely not a good thing.

"It's too late." The queen took two steps back, glanced at her fingers and was a little annoyed: "Have you ever heard of 'Jun Moyan'?" Jun Moyan just asked you not to speak, not to say a word. ”

"If you don't even say anything, you won't ask for help, how can you save yourself? You won't die if you hit a wall, but you can't take medicine. You have already drugged the prince, and it is still a rare medicine, so it is not surprising that you will have Jun Moyan. ”

The queen's words made Xia'er's whole body cold.