Chapter 789

"Are you from the South Xia kingdom?" Wei Yue looks at the cloud embroidered Niang in front of her eyes in amazement, and her water eyes are slightly raised.

"Yes, Lord, I am from the South Xia kingdom." Yunxiuniang followed Weiyue dance to the residence of the state of Yan, so like several maids, Weiyue dance was the master.

"My husband and I are both from the South Xia Dynasty. In fact, my surname is not Yun. Yun is my husband's surname. My original name is Liu Yushu!" Yunxiuniang's head is low, and there is a trace of eye mark on the corner of her eyes. She remembers the past, but she is not hurt.

This is the deepest secret in her heart. She thought that she would never tell anyone in her life. She just wanted to be a common embroiderer, and she could make a meal in a different place with her own skills.

Nothing else.

"And your husband?" Wei Yue asked softly.

"He's gone. After he got here, he passed soon!" Yunxiuniang couldn't help but shed tears. "We escaped. It's lucky that we could escape to the capital. He was injured for me. But when we got to the capital, we didn't have much money. Then we took some time."

"The South Xia kingdom is after you?" Wei Yue's dancing water eyes raised, and asked in amazement, gesturing for Yun xiuniang to sit down at the end of the painting.

"Yes, they are after us. They must get us back." Yun xiuniang raised a tearful face, showing her deep hatred. "Master, I don't know if you have heard of the saint daughter of the southern Xia state."

"I don't know!" Wei YUEWU shakes her head. She really knows nothing about the South Xia kingdom.

I've only heard of a famous person. The country of South Xia is really far away from her.

"In addition to the king, there will be a saint in the South Xia kingdom. The saint often marries the king or is most likely to become the king's Prince. I am the last saint, but I fell in love with an ordinary son of a family, and did not like what they proposed to look after the South Xia king at that time." Yunxiuniang lowered her head, and her tears fell to the ground one by one, leaving tears on the ground.

"So you fled, and the kingdom of South Xia pursued you all the way." Wei Yue asked in a soft voice, his eyes flashing a fierce color.

At the end of the picture, I handed over the pad.

"Yes, we wanted to escape. When we got here, the South Xia kingdom would be beyond our reach, but I didn't expect that he still didn't survive, and I was dead, there was no hope! " Yunxiuniang takes the veil, wipes the tears, and tries not to think of the past.

"There is a sacred flower called sunflower in Nanxia, which represents the saint daughter. Only the saint daughter can embroider with the identity of sunflower. Since she was chosen as the saint daughter, the saint daughter of Nanxia will embroider sunflower on her own articles. When I arrived in the capital, I almost threw away all the things of sunflower."

"But when I got to the capital, I couldn't help embroidering another one, which was carefully seen by the master." The past is a scar in the deep memory. When it turns over, it hurts. If you don't escape at that time, does it mean that you still have a chance to escape.

If he keeps himself, he has hope, but in the end he gives it to himself.

"Other people can't embroider this way, or they don't embroider so delicately?" Wei Yue dance has already tasted something from Yun xiuniang's words. Suddenly, there is a chill in the corner of her eyes and she says quietly, "Shufei, go and take the sachet that has been packed up."

She refers to the sachet that Wei Yuejiao gave her when she first came to the capital, which has been properly collected by Wei YUEWU.

Some things are slowly strung up because of yunxiuniang's words, including the unique book Jing Wenyan once sent her, but at that time, there was only one incomplete book in her hand.

But even when I saw the complete book in Jing Wenyan's hand, Wei Yueyue didn't understand the meaning of it for a while, only vaguely confirmed that Wei Yuejiao didn't have any good intention, so I kept the sachet in mind.

The book does not understand the meaning of Weiyue dance. He goes to the inner room, takes out the sachet from the bottom drawer of the dressing table, returns to the outside, hands it to Weiyue dance, and Weiyue dance hands it to yunxiuniang.

"Here It's mine, it's before me. " Yun xiuniang took over, and suddenly she was shocked.

"Take out those pieces of material together!" Wei YUEWU reaches out his hand and knocks on the table. Then he orders that the so-called material is the material that Aunt Dong took great pains to find for her at the beginning. She can't see such material in Beijing. But at the border, Wei YUEWU sent two big shopkeepers to go there before, saying that she can't see such material.

I don't know where Aunt Dong came from.

But a little moon dance can be sure that this material should also be related to south summer. The most outstanding flowers dotted on it are the sacred flower element core of south summer.

As such, yunxiuniang should also recognize it.

Before, yunxiuniang never let go of her mouth, but now that she has said it, she must be planning to let go.

The material was taken, and a cloth was placed in front of the cloud embroiderer. The gorgeous and excellent material and color were not inferior even when they were placed in the new clothes made by Weiyue dance.Yunxiuniang stood up and walked over difficultly. Her face was pale, and her fingers brushed the pieces of material slightly. Her face looked like a smile, and her lips talked to herself slightly, but it seemed to be another language. The master and the servant could not understand it for a few times.

Yunxiuniang looks very excited. She slides her hands on pieces of materials, and finally falls on the last piece of materials. Then she doesn't talk for a long time.

The room is very quiet and terrible. At the end of the painting, I opened my mouth and wanted to talk, but was stopped by Wei YUEWU's waving hand.

It should be the most fierce time for yunxiuniang to fight in her heart. She is waiting for yunxiuniang to say everything

This should be a secret, a secret related to the South Xia state. The flower Eagle symbolizes the imperial momentum of the whole country, and it should come from the South Xia state royal family. But now there is a saint daughter.

The division of imperial power is bound to require the combination of imperial power, so this is the reason why the saint should 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. At that time, Wei YUEWU didn't know something about Nanxia. Even when he first saw it, he thought it was anecdote and strange talk

"Master, these materials are mine!" For a long time, she looked up. "When I ran away, I didn't dare to move some gold jewelry, so I took some materials with me. Such materials were made by every saint's leisurely flaws, and every saint's expertise was in embroidery."

"So, it's owned by the saint daughter of the southern Xia state!" Wei Yue's eyes also fell on those pieces of material, which was a bit deep.

"Yes, and only the saint can wear the clothes made of this material." The cloud embroidered Niang nodded, affirming once more, "I ran and sold some things at the same time, changed some money, and then continued to run away, that sachet and clothing materials were all sold at that time, and some of them were lost."

At that time, yunxiuniang did not dare to think of the situation. She and her husband did not know how many times they met with danger, but they finally escaped to Kyoto, Zhongshan, but still did not let their husband escape to life. Every time they think of this, yunxiuniang is in agony.

Wei Yue's long eyelashes flashed two times, and the corner of her eyes flashed a trace of serenity. Yun xiuniang lost these things on her way to Beijing.

Wei Yuejiao gave her sachet, and aunt Dong gave her materials. Both of them wanted to take them out. From various signs, they both showed that they should know something about the South Xia state, and they would dig a pit for themselves early.

As early as when Wei Yuejiao returned to the capital, this matter should have been arranged. No, or when she was not in the capital, when she got the materials and sachets from Aunt Dong, the plot was already in operation.

"Only the material that the saint can wear, only the sachet that the saint can wear, such excellent material and sachet, if they are really worn and used, will inevitably cause others' imitation, and they will not be able to hide when they want to." Wei Yue's lips are slightly crooked and cold.

"What if other people wear such materials?" The willow eyebrow frowns, the words of Wei Yue dance hardly hesitates, "is it wearing, wearing, this woman is the next saint?"

There is a strange thing in the book. It is said that there is a custom in a small tribe. The way their saints produced is not chosen by the public, but by the will of heaven. Let the former saints make a dress, and then place it in a random valley with the things she used on weekdays. The first girl who accidentally bumps in is the next one 。

This method is used when every saint leaves office.

Because it's all about Providence. Some girls see such gorgeous clothes that they dare not move. Some can wear them, but they don't fit them. There is also an important condition, that is, a girl who can't be 15 years old can become a new saint.

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

However, these words shocked the heart of Wei Yuejiao's sachet at that time, which made him suspicious of the materials sent by Aunt Dong.

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

And Wei Yuejiao is always domineering. What's really good about her? Why don't she stay here? Even though aunt Dong is treacherous, with her and Wei Yuejiao's mind, she can deliver such excellent things to her own hands. There must be a problem.

"Yes, if they are worn and used, these are the next saints." Although Yun xiuniang was surprised to know the remote custom of Weiyue dance, she nodded her head in reply.

"And he has not yet been 15 years old, which is what the capital says he has not reached the age of Ji."

Cloud embroidered Niang said and looked at Wei YUEWU. In her perception, the new princess of the prince of Yan, although she had already married, was still less than 15 years old. She was a real little girl.

"Does that mean that the South Xia state may think that the master is the son?" At the end of the painting, she screamed out, and she understood.

The golden bells and Shufei on both sides were cold.

"If she is the saint daughter of the southern Xia state, she will be asked to marry this emperor or the next emperor?" Wei Yue's eyes fell on those pieces of material, and the color of her eyes became more and more deep. Aunt Dong unexpectedly made such a play early.It's still such a dead end

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