In the dim room, three monotonous candles flickered on and off in the night wind.
The long table with the candlelight on it showed some strange patterns under the flickering firelight, but because of the wavering light, the patterns on the table were not clearly visible.
At this moment, a woman walked to the window and closed the window gently.
The night wind was blocked out, and the firelight in the house finally stabilized.
By the light of the fire, the lines on the table gradually became clear.
It was an extremely complex pattern, as if carved on the table with a knife. The pattern was extremely delicate and complex, and the whole was based on a circle.
This is not a desktop decoration. Although I don't know what the pattern represents, the combination of those shapes and strange symbols always gives people a bad feeling.
The woman who closed the window walked to the table and put her hand on top of the candle. Although she did not touch the flame directly, she was only an inch away from the flame. If she stayed at this distance for a long time, her body would feel a strong burning sensation.
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After just a few seconds, the woman seemed to feel the warmth from the flames. There was no expression on her face, but her hand on the flame began to tremble slightly.
But she did not withdraw her hand, but worked hard to overcome the burning sensation, and her trembling hand gradually returned to calm.
As time passed, burning blood marks appeared on the palm of the hand, and the woman became unresponsive. It was not until her breathing returned to normal that the woman finally withdrew her palm.
Put her other hand on the center of the pattern on the table, close her eyes tightly, slowly spread her fingers, and a small piece of hair slowly fell from her palm.
At this moment, the door to the room suddenly opened. The woman reacted quickly and pressed her falling hair to the center. Then she stared at the door and lowered her voice and asked: "Who is it?!"
"Are you ready?" came a cold voice.
Hearing this voice, the woman breathed a sigh of relief and closed her eyes again.
Seeing that the woman didn't respond, the people outside asked again: "Do you have confidence?"
"snort!"
With a cold snort full of disdain and confidence, the woman placed her burned palms above her hair, silently squeezing out a few drops of blood and dripping them on the table.
The moment the blood touched the hair on the table, the blood seemed to suddenly come to life, squirming and seeping into the scratches on the table, gradually changing the pattern on the table.
After dyeing red, the hair on the table began to appear a little burnt and suddenly burned.
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At this moment, outside the princess's room, the Japanese prince shouted loudly: "It's getting late, the princess needs to rest. Do you Chinese people know etiquette?"
The prince's people were guarding outside and originally ignored these Japanese people, but it took Xia Shang a while to enter the princess's room.
Not only the Japanese prince couldn't bear it anymore, but even the prince's guards were a little suspicious, wondering if this man had some hidden agenda after being inside for so long, right?
When they came here, Li Xiangyang had emphatically warned them that although the main enemy was the Japanese mission, the reception minister should pay more attention to see if he had any abnormal behavior.
One of the guards looked at the old man at the head. The old man did not open his eyes, but nodded, indicating to him to check the situation.
The guard got the order and went to the door of the princess's room. He first checked the situation inside the door and found that everything was normal inside. Xia Shang was just sitting opposite the princess and saying something.
The guard knocked on the door: "Master Xia, it's getting late. The princess needs to rest."
Xia Shang's response came from inside: "I know, I'll leave right away."
As the words fell, Xia Shang stood up and saluted Nami: "Your Highness, I will take my leave now. If you need anything in the future, just let me know."
Nami has regained her composure, maintaining the gentleness of a princess, and nodded to Xia Shang.
Xia Shang turned around and nodded to the five servants in the room. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly felt the veins on his temples twitching!
It's not surprising that the meridians occasionally beat, but Xia Shang felt that this time was unusual. It felt like someone had hit his nerves hard with a rubber meridian, but there were still bursts of tingling pain, and it made his whole body tingle.
soft.
This situation occurred so suddenly that Xia Shang was not prepared at all, and his feet gave way and he almost fell over.
Fortunately, he held on to the table in time and was able to stabilize his body.
Nami saw Xia Shang's abnormality and asked in a low voice: "Master Xia, what's wrong with you?"
Xia Shang pressed his hands on the table, supported himself vigorously, took a few deep breaths, regained his composure, and waved to Nami, indicating that he was fine.
Nami's brows gradually wrinkled, and her eyes became ancient.
Get weird.
Although Xia Shang pretended that nothing was wrong, the expression on his face and eyes did not look normal.
Within a few seconds, Xia Shang had a lot of sweat on his forehead, and his veins were gradually exposed, looking like he was enduring great pain.
Nami really felt something was wrong. She was about to get up and take a closer look, but was stopped by Xia Shang again.
"I have nothing!"
Xia Shang suppressed his voice, no longer lingering, opened the door very quickly, and trotted out of the princess's room.
Xia Shang appeared suddenly and almost bumped into the guard who knocked on the door just now.
Everyone felt that Xia Shang was a little strange now, but as guards, it was not convenient for them to ask.
Xia Shang lowered his head all the way, staggering a little, and hurried towards his room.
Chuntian, who was waiting outside, followed him, looked at Xia Shang's appearance, and asked, "What's your trick?"
Xia Shang didn't answer, but just walked away. After walking a few steps, a familiar voice came from far away: "Master Xia, have a good rest."
Hearing this voice, Xia Shang finally stopped and turned to look in the direction of the voice. He saw Ling Si standing next to the Japanese prince, looking straight at him.
Being stared at like this, Xia Shang felt angry and wanted to respond, but the current condition in his body simply did not allow him to talk nonsense, and he had no ability to speak.
The only thing I can do is to hurry up and go back to my room and lock myself up.
After a while, Xia Shang pushed open the door violently, then grabbed a water glass and drank a glass of water. Then he lay on the table, his body shaking uncontrollably.
Looking at Xia Shang's appearance, Chuntian felt that something was not normal. When he came to Xia Shang's side, he was about to ask a few questions when suddenly there was a bang and the table where Xia Shang was lying on broke into pieces!
The table obviously didn't behave like this for no reason. It must have happened because Xia Shang was lying on it just now and pressed down with all his strength.
"What's wrong with you?! Don't pretend like this just to think that I care about you..."
"Rope! Is there any rope?!" Xia Shang suddenly said.
"Rope? What are you doing with the rope?"
"Find me a rope quickly!"
Chuntian would not listen to Xia Shang's wishes, but the current situation was special. Chuntian was also frightened and quickly responded and left the room to find the rope.