Mei Yun took the medicine bowl and handed it to the maid on the side, the maid in the house withdrew, and Lan Ying and Ju Xi were called in. Lan Ying saw that Wen Nianqing had woken up, and leaned over with a smile: "Your Highness has finally woken up, and the slave is worried." ”

Wen Nianqing nodded, revealing the scorpion tattoo on her left arm, and said lightly: "This palace wants to know about the Holy Maiden of the Southern Regions." "Four people, you look at me, I look at you, and I don't know how to answer for a while. It was Mei Yun who took the lead and knelt down first: "The slave swears to follow the saint to the death." Lan Yingzhu Qingju and the three of them also reacted, and knelt down one after another: "The slaves and maids swear to follow the saint to the death!" ”

Wen Nianqing hooked her lips and smiled, and gently leaned on the pillow: "Okay, let's talk about what is going on between the Holy Maiden and the Southern Regions in detail." ”

Mei Yun stepped forward to report: "The Southern Regions are different from the Central Plains, and the sphere of influence is divided by surname and bloodline. The Holy Maiden of the Southern Regions is the host of the Holy Gu, and everyone in the Southern Regions refines Gu and controls Gu, but the bloodline of women is more suitable for advanced Gu arts, so the status of women in the Southern Regions has always been higher than that of men. The emperor of the Southern Regions is generally responsible for some trivial and trivial matters, and the real power is in the hands of the Holy Maiden, and outsiders only think that the Holy Maiden is the faith of my Southern Regions. ”

Mei Yun paused for a moment and continued: "But...... But starting from previous generations of saints, the lifespan of saints has become shorter and shorter, and their tempers have become more and more eccentric. The Emperor Qiu clan seized the opportunity to seize power, until the ancestor completely tore his face and rebelled during the reign of the first master. Ancestor ...... That is, your queen mother, for the peace of the Southern Regions, married to Daliang. The Holy Maiden of the Southern Regions is served by your aunt Yi Rou, but recently the resurgence of the Qiu clan has caused the Holy Maiden Yi Rou's health to deteriorate...... So...... So ......"

"So you need this genuine saint to go back to quell the chaos, right?" Wen Nianqing interrupted Mei Yun's words, tilted her head and smiled.

"Yes......"

"But Yirou can't even protect herself, how can she ensure the safety of this palace? There are more than a little rebels in the Southern Regions who have been rampant recently, and I'm afraid that this holy woman in this palace will be killed by the rebels as soon as she enters the Southern Regions! ”

"This ......" Several people hesitated, not knowing how to respond.

Wen Nianqing's eyes drifted to the curling white smoke rising from the purple gold beast incense burner in the hall, and suddenly remembered something: "The queen mother's friendship back then was due to the loyalty shown to Daliang by the Southern Regions, and the Southern Regions have long been a vassal state of Daliang. But you didn't say a word, and my father didn't mention anything about the rebellion in the Southern Regions, so Yi Rou didn't want to break away from Daliang, right? ”

Mei Lan Zhuju and the four of them bowed their heads and didn't speak, Wen Nianqing laughed, her eyes narrowed: "Idiot, Yi Rou must have that ability if she wants to break away from Daliang, if the rebellion is uneven, the Southern Regions will be uneven, and if you want to tear your face with Daliang, when the time comes, both will lose, guess whether Daliang, the Western Regions and the Northern Desert will come to get a piece of the pie?" The Northern Desert is planted everywhere, and the affairs in the Southern Regions may be related to them, and Yirou is going to die at this time?"

Mei Yun frowned and didn't speak, Lan Ying looked at a few people in a bit of confusion, Zhu Qing lowered her head and didn't react, and Ju Xi's face gradually became ugly.

Wen Nianqing saw the reaction of the four people, and had a plan in her heart. She glanced at Ju Xi, "Find a way to tell Yi Rou that the Southern Regions will honestly be a vassal state of the Great Liang, and this palace will be able to keep the Southern Regions." ”

"But ......" Ju Xi wanted to argue about something, but Lan Ying pulled the corner of her clothes, Wen Nianqing didn't have to think about it to know what Ju Xi wanted to say, and said impatiently: "This palace is still the princess of Daliang, once my father knows that in fact, the key to the southern region dies faster, stick to his own opinion and bury the southern region or listen to the palace's salvation of the southern region, let Yi Rou choose for herself." ”

"Starting tomorrow, this palace will begin to officially practice Gu arts, and before tomorrow morning, this palace will ask for the detailed methods of intelligence contact in the capital and the books of the heart law. Let's all go down. Wen Nianqing gave an unquestionable order, and the four of them had to retreat if they didn't say anything more.

Wen Nianqing looked at Ju Xi's back, and the doubts in her mind were suddenly lifted.

"Tell Yi Rou that if you don't want this palace to seize power, you can go back." Looking at Ju Xi's footsteps for a pause, Wen Nianqing's eyes were deep, looking at the smoke spit out of the mouth of the Purple Gold Beast Incense Burner, and muttered to himself: "Huaiyou, Beimo, you are all alive, waiting for the palace to take your life." ”