Chapter 1332: The Source of the Blood-Resolving Medicine

er times she stood on her tiptoes, sometimes going upstairs, and sometimes downstairs.Before I knew it, the whole morning had passed.After Liang Yimo got the house size, she sat alone on the stairs an..."Since you're the 'child of misfortune' among twins, and yet you didn't die, could it be that my grandmother saved you back then" Qin Nianxia asked with a serious face.

Yan Zeqi, however, replied with a laugh that evaded the question. “I am the ‘Child of Fortune,’ Yan Shanglu is the ‘Child of Disaster,’ do you understand”

"The Mu family has shown you kindness, would you please spare them" Qin Nianxia lowered her eyes slightly and pleaded.

"You really don't want to marry me" Yan Ze asked deeply.

Qin Nianxia nodded.

Yan Ze sneered: "In that case, then you shall inherit the position of 'Saintess' of the Yan Nation."

"You..." Qin Nianxia was instantly angered by his words.

Yanzheqi narrowed his eyes: "What Still trying to push your luck"

Qin Nianxia was speechless for a moment.

"Since I can't have you, and I can't destroy you, then I'll make sure no one else can either. From now on, you belong to the state, not to any individual." Yan Ze grinned savagely.

Qin Nianxia closed her eyes and said, "As long as you don't harm the Mu family, don't touch the child in my belly, and don't force me to marry you, I'll let you do whatever you want with me."

"Then, our new generation Saintess, just take good rest! On a chosen day, I will send someone to deliver the 'Succession Order' and bring you into the palace." Yan Zeqi coldly smiled, got up and left.

Qin Nianxia's ascension as the new generation saintess was quickly discovered by the Mu family.

Mudan and Qingdai, upon learning of this, actually let out a breath of relief.

But Mu Kongqing's emotions were more agitated: "Hmph, you want my daughter to enter the palace as a 'saint,' trapping her for life in the palace, isn't that just holding her hostage to control the Mu family"

"Perhaps this is a good thing for Xia Yaotou," Mu Dan said with a heavy heart.

Mu Kongqing was indignant: "Rather than let my daughter live a lonely life, I would rather have her marry His Highness and become the future Queen of Yan."

"Little obedient one is just like you, fiery. She won't marry someone she doesn't love." Qing Dai seems to be quite open-minded about this.

Mukong Qing fell silent instantly.

Although she truly cared for her daughter, she forced herself to stay composed and didn't greet her.

During the time Qin Nianxia was hospitalized for her injuries, she, as a mother, didn't visit her daughter once.

It was instead the Queen's imperial "Succession Order" that arrived, and as Qin Nianxia sat in the royal carriage heading to the palace, she stood on the attic floor watching from afar.

In the Yan Kingdom Palace, there is a forbidden place called the Holy Maiden's Palace.

The Saint of Ages, she lived out her days in solitude within that palace.

Qin Nianxia held the "Imperial Succession Edict" and, with her luggage in hand, entered. The heavy palace gate behind her slowly closed.

The palace gate consisted of two gilded iron doors. The palace was surrounded by copper walls. If one didn't have inside help, it would be impossible for someone inside to escape.

There is no internet here, and no use of mobile phones. Even televisions are not allowed, it can be said to be completely isolated from the world.

No wonder every saintess wants to "escape" from here. It's truly more unbearable than being in prison.

However, in Qin Nianxia's view, since it has come, let it be.

She, on the contrary, was filled with curiosity about this palace.

In the center of the palace was a library, which contained all the records of the Yan Kingdom from ancient times to the present.

When Qin Nianxia walked in, she found that it was very clean. There were bookshelves all over the walls, and only a giant crystal chandelier hung in the center to illuminate every corner of the place.

Just as she was looking around, her foot accidentally moved something beneath her. She instinctively lowered her head to look.

Only to see a section of the floor tile sink, and opposite it came a "creak" sound.

Qin Nianxia suddenly raised her head, the rows of bookshelves in front of her suddenly retreated and then slowly moved to the sides. A black hole-like door appeared before her eyes.

She walked curiously over and touched the door, but found no handle. Turning around, she went into the side hall and began rummaging through boxes.

Luckily, she found a flashlight in a drawer of a storage cabinet.

Qin Nianxia grabbed her flashlight and hurried into the dark room.

She held a flashlight, mustered her courage and walked in. She found it was empty and vast inside, with the echo of her footsteps. Thinking it was just a storage room, she accidentally swept the flashlight across the wall, causing her to turn back in surprise.

The walls bore writing, not just on the walls, but also on the floor. They were all in the ancient language of Yan Guo.

Qin Nianxia was suddenly curious and looked up. After looking for a long time, she was dumbfounded.

In this vast space, the walls and floor are inscribed with records of this witchcraft.

And right in the center of the ceiling, inscribed was "Blood Remedy".

So, the runaway saint back then took the hand-copied "Guzha" with her!

Good heavens!

Isn't the duty of a saint to memorize everything written on this wall

Qin Nianxia suddenly felt a headache.

However, she subconsciously memorized the entire contents of "Blood Reversal Pill":

The "Blood Reversal Pill" is passed down through females only, and its final form is the "King of Myriad Insects," which possesses self-awareness.

What does this mean

Qin Nianxia was somewhat astonished.

Could it be that even the blood of stars is not the ultimate form

There you go!

Qin Nianxia suddenly had a brilliant idea. She could also copy down this content and find an opportunity to ask her grandfather for advice later.s. Wearing it is about the same as not wearing anything at all.Because it was sheer, the springtime was faintly visible, making one fantasize and wanting to strip her bare.In the cold night, he kept...