"Are you from the Southern Xia Kingdom?" Wei Yuewu looked at the Yun Xiuniang in front of her in amazement, her eyes slightly raised.

"Yes, master, I am from the Southern Xia Kingdom." Yun Xiuniang followed Wei Yuewu into the Yanguo Mansion, so like a few maids, Wei Yuewu is the master.

"My husband and I are both from Southern Xia, I don't actually have the surname Yun, Yun is the surname of my husband's family, and my original name is Liu Yushu!" Yun Xiuniang's head was lowered, and there was a trace of eye marks in the corners of her eyes, thinking of the past, she was hurt.

This is the deepest secret in her heart, originally thought that she would not tell people in this life, she was just an ordinary embroiderer, and she could rely on her own skills to make a bite to eat in this foreign land.

Nothing else.

"What about your husband?" Wei Yuewu asked softly.

"He's gone, and after arriving here, it didn't take long for him to pass!" Yun Xiuniang couldn't hold back any longer, tears fell, "We escaped, it can be regarded as luck to escape to the capital, he was injured for me, but when I arrived in the capital, the injury attacked, and we didn't have much money, and then we missed some time." ”

"The Southern Xia Kingdom is chasing you?" Wei Yuewu's eyes raised, and she asked in amazement, while motioning for Yun Xiuniang to sit down on her head at the end of the painting.

"Yes, they are after us, and they must chase us back." Yun Xiuniang raised a face full of tears, revealing deep hatred, "Master, I don't know if you have heard of the Holy Maiden of the Southern Xia Kingdom." ”

"I don't know!" Wei Yuewu shook her head, she really didn't know anything about the affairs of the Southern Xia Kingdom.

It's just that I've heard of a name, and the Southern Xia Kingdom is really far away from her.

"In addition to the king, there will be a saint in the Southern Xia Kingdom, and the saint often marries the king or the prince who is most likely to become the king, and I am the last saint, but I fell in love with an ordinary child of a family, and I did not fancy the king of Nanxia at that time as they proposed." Yun Xiuniang lowered her head, and her tears fell to the ground one by one, and tears appeared on the ground.

"So, you escape, and then the Southern Xia Kingdom will chase you all the way." Wei Yuewu asked softly, her eyes flashing with a hint of fierceness.

At the end of the painting, he passed the handkerchief to the side.

"Yes, we originally wanted to escape, and when we get here, the Southern Xia Kingdom will definitely be beyond our reach, but ...... Unexpectedly, he still didn't survive, and I lived like a walking corpse, and there was no hope! Yun Xiuniang took the handkerchief, wiped her tears, and tried not to think of the past.

"The Southern Xia country has the holy flower Surui, which represents the holy woman, and only the holy woman can use the Su Rui flower embroidery that represents the identity, and the holy woman of the Southern Xia Kingdom will embroider the Su Rui flower on her own supplies since she was elected as the Holy Maiden, and when I arrived in the capital, I almost threw away all the Su Rui things."

"But after arriving in the capital, I couldn't help but embroider one, and that one was careful to let the master see it." Yun Xiuniang said while crying, the past is a scar in the depths of memory, every time it turns up, it hurts and can't imagine itself, if he doesn't run away at that time, does it mean that he still has a chance to escape.

Leaving himself, he had hope, but in the end he gave this hope to himself.

"Yun Xiuniang's embroidery method is something that others can't do, or is it that others don't embroider so exquisitely?" Wei Yue Wuji tasted a little meaning from Yun Xiuniang's words, a chill flashed in the corners of her eyes, and she said quietly, "Shufei, go and bring the sachet that has been packed up." ”

What she was referring to was the sachet that Wei Yuejiao gave her when she first arrived in the capital, which had been properly collected by Wei Yuewu.

Some things were slowly strung together because of Yun Xiuniang's words, including the unique book that Jing Wenyan once gave her, and at that time she only had a remnant in her hand.

But even when she saw the complete book in Jing Wenyan's hand, Wei Yuewu didn't understand the meaning for a while, and only faintly affirmed that Wei Yuejiao didn't have any good intentions, so the matter of this sachet has always been in her heart.

Shu Fei understood what Wei Yuewu meant, walked inside, took out the sachet from the drawer at the bottom of the dressing table, turned around and returned to the outside, and handed it to Wei Yuewu, who handed it to Yun Xiuniang casually.

"This ...... It's mine, it's what came before me. Yun Xiuniang took it and was shocked.

"Let's take out those pieces of material as well!" Wei Yuewu stretched out her hand and knocked on the table, and then ordered, of course, the so-called material was the material that Aunt Dong had bothered to find for her at the beginning, and she couldn't see such material in Beijing, and at the border pass, Wei Yuewu sent two big shopkeepers before, and she also said that she couldn't see such material.

I don't know where Aunt Dong got the material.

But one thing is certain, this material should also be related to Southern Xia, and the most outstanding flowers on it are the holy flowers of Southern Xia.

Even so, Yun Xiuniang should also recognize it.

Yun Xiuniang has never let go of her mouth before, but now that she has said it, she must be planning to let go.

The material was taken over, and a cloth cloth was placed in front of Yun Xiuniang, and the gorgeous and outstanding materials and colors, even if they were placed in Wei Yuewu's new clothes, were not inferior in the slightest.

Yun Xiuniang stood up, walked over with difficulty, her face was pale, her fingers brushed the pieces of material slightly, the expression on her face seemed to be smiling, and the corners of her lips were slightly muttering to herself, but she spoke very lightly, and it seemed to be another language, and no one could understand the master and servant for a while.

Yun Xiuniang looked excited, her hand slid over the pieces of material, and finally fell on the last piece of material, and then she didn't say anything for a long time.

The silence in the room was terrifying, and at the end of the painting, he opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but was stopped by Wei Yuewu shaking his hand.

Now should be the time when Yun Xiuniang's heart is the most fighting, she waits for Yun Xiuniang to say everything......

This should be a secret, a secret related to the Nanxia Kingdom, the flower and the eagle symbolize the royal momentum that dominates the world, and it should come from the royal family of the Southern Xia Kingdom, but now there is actually a holy woman.

The division of imperial power will inevitably require a combination of imperial power, so this is the reason why the saint wants to marry the prince who is most likely to become the next emperor, or the emperor at that time!

There are not many records in the book, and Wei Yuewu didn't know that there was something going on in Nanxia at that time, and even when he first saw it, he thought it was a strange story......

"Master, these pieces of material are mine!" After a long while, Yun Xiuniang raised her head, "When I fled, I didn't dare to touch some gold jewelry, so I took a few pieces of material, which was made by every saint and every saint, and every saint has a specialization in embroidery. ”

"So, this is owned by the Holy Maiden of the Southern Xia Kingdom!" Wei Yuewu's eyes also fell on those pieces of material, revealing a bit of depth.

"Yes, and the garments made of this fabric can only be worn by a saint." Yun Xiuniang nodded, and affirmed again, "I sold some things while fleeing, exchanged some money, and then continued to escape, the sachet and clothing were all sold at that time, and some of them were lost." ”

At that time, Yun Xiuniang didn't dare to think of it, she and her husband didn't know how many times they encountered danger, but finally fled to Kyoto in Zhongshan Kingdom, but they still didn't let their husband escape with his life.

Wei Yuewu's long eyelashes flashed twice, and a trace of tranquility flashed in the corners of her eyes, Yun Xiuniang lost these things on the way to Beijing.

Wei Yuejiao sent her own sachets, Aunt Dong sent her own materials, and both of them wanted to take them out, showing from all indications that the two of them should know some things about the Southern Xia Kingdom, and they dug a pit early and waited for themselves.

As early as when Wei Yuejiao returned to the capital, this matter should have been arranged, no, or when she didn't enter Beijing, when she still got this batch of materials and sachets in Aunt Dong's hands, this conspiracy was already in operation.

"The material that only a saint can wear, the sachet that only a saint can wear, such an excellent material and sachet, if you really wear it, it will inevitably cause others to imitate, and you can't hide it when you want to." The corners of Wei Yuewu's lips hooked slightly, and she said coldly.

"So what if someone else wears such a material?" The willow eyebrows frowned, and Wei Yuewu's words were almost hesitant, "Is it worn, worn, this woman is the next saint?" ”

The things recorded in the book are very strange, saying that there is a small tribe that has such a custom, and the method produced by their holy woman is not chosen by the people, but depends on the will of heaven, and let the previous holy woman make a dress, and then place it in a random valley with the things she usually uses, and the girl who accidentally bumps into it, and the first girl who wears it is the next holy woman.

This method is used at the time of the resignation of every saint.

Because everything depends on the will of God, there are also girls who dare not move when they see such gorgeous clothes, and there are also girls who can wear them, but they are not suitable to wear, and there is an important condition, that is, girls who cannot reach the age of fifteen can become the new saints.

There are flowers and eagles in the books, and there are a few words that are not clear.

But no matter what, these words shocked Wei Yuewu's heart at that time, and she was suspicious of Wei Yuejiao's sachet, so she was suspicious of the materials sent by Aunt Dong later.

This mother and daughter have never been fuel-efficient lamps.

And Wei Yuejiao has always been domineering, if there is really something good, how can she not stay, even if Aunt Dong is treacherous and slippery, with the heart of Aunt Dong and Wei Yuejiao, she can send it to herself, and such an excellent thing must be problematic.

"Yes, if you wear it and use it, these will be the next saints." Although Yun Xiuniang was surprised that Wei Yuewu knew about this remote custom, she still nodded in response.

"And it is required to be under the age of fifteen, which is what is called in the capital."

Yun Xiuniang said and looked at Wei Yuewu, in her perception, the new princess of Yan Wang in front of her, although she was also married, was still less than fifteen, and she could be regarded as a real little girl.

"Does that mean that it is possible for the Southern Xia Kingdom to think that the master is?" At the end of the painting, she exclaimed, and she understood.

Jin Ling and Shu Fei on both sides turned cold together.

"If it is the holy daughter of the Southern Xia Kingdom, she will be asked to marry this emperor or the next emperor?" Wei Yuewu's eyes fell on those few pieces of material, and her eyes became deeper and deeper, Aunt Dong actually set up such a game early.

It's still such a dead end......