"Apologize? Why? Get up, get up, I don't want you to apologize. To be honest, there is something to ask for, but I am not convenient to go out now because I am protected by others. I have to ask the two old men to move. I am really sorry, I am negligent." Yuebai stood up and bowed.

"Ahhhhh, no no, your Majesty, you are so serious, really."

"Sit, sit down." Yuebai signaled to look at the tea.

"But you get closer to me," Yuebai waved his hand, and the two old men sat closer. "I know if I don't take out anything, you won't change it."

"That, Your Majesty, you?" The two old men felt nervous.

"I can cure your child's tuberculosis for many years, but I beg your family to have a silkworm with a celestial rain? That's right. I think your child is very smart, and I think she is a rare talent, but her body is really good. But I want to ask for a silkworm again, but I don't know if you change it. Of course, if you have the secrets of your family, I won't force it. I will still be able to treat the child. But I know that this is a way to take advantage of others' danger. I hope you can understand what I mean."

"Your Majesty!" Xiyan's mother knelt down from the chair, and moved over excitedly to pull Yuebai's clothes, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, you think you can cure my child?"

"Yes. It's OK. She's not serious yet. It's OK. I'm embarrassed to mention this. Please help the two old men."

The father also knelt down and cried loudly. "Ahhhh..."

"Old man, what's wrong?" Yue Bai was a little surprised by Xiyan's father's reaction. "This rain silkworm cannot be sold, right? Then forget it, don't force it. Really, don't be burdened."

"Your Majesty, your Majesty, you don't know anything. Our family has visited spiritual medicines, but this child's body is boned. We know that Master Hong can cure him, but he doesn't know where Master Hong looks. So many years have passed in a flash. We are so disappointed that we hope and then disappointed. Is it true that you can cure him?"

The old man rushed over, knelt in front of Yuebai, and pulled Yuebai's sleeve. "Your Majesty, if you want the sky silkworms, I will give you so much, really!!! If you can cure my Xiyan, you are my benefactor. The rain silkworms are a small matter. The child's body is a big matter."

"Get up first. Xiyan helps your father get up." The two old men quickly wiped their tears and sat on the chair and laughed excitedly.

"The grass-roots dared to ask Your Majesty why he liked my silkworms. Do you need to use medicine? If you use medicine, you may have to wait a little longer. Now you are spinning silk, and the number is limited."

"It's not a medicine. I want to find a spiritual object to be my other puppet body. I want to tell you clearly."

"puppet?"

"Well, your relationship with rain silk."

"Oh, Your Majesty. Then you have a vision." Xiyan's father gave a thumbs up and was very proud of his silkworm.

The old man held two fingers up. "The old woman goes back to get it."

Na Xiyan's mother nodded and left immediately.

"But I'm very curious, is this your ancestors?"

"yes!"

"Why is it only you who can do it?" Yuebai was really curious.

"Your Majesty, I feel ashamed to say that it is difficult to raise silkworms in the sky. The survival rate is low, and they must grow up with the leaves of the seven-colored Holy Spirit Fruit. Many people do not have the patience to raise this. Moreover, the patterns of silk spitting are different, and they have to be compared. Many people have raised my silkworms, but after taking them back and spitting them, they feel that it is troublesome to weave them, so they gradually stop raising them. The key is that the silk of our family is stored for Wang Bei. Generally, the dragon clan's children cannot afford it."

Yuebai only realized the meaning of the sky rain. Wuxu gave her three sets, which was to hollow out her family. This man~ah~

"This is my ancestral craft. Many children cannot continue to learn it in the end, or their fingers are not flexible enough, so they cannot advance."

"You are right. Xiyan is very smart, but she is not in good health. It is very exhausting to weave a slim shower in one go. Because the patterns are consistent. You must look at the patterns and have paintings in your heart and flowers in your hands. It is very, very difficult."

"This child has been persisting for so long and has been able to have ten strands at the same time. It's a pity that she..." Xiyan's father said that his eyes turned red. "My son, it's the fault that he doesn't have enough physical strength."

"That's true, it's a crafty material." Yuebai felt that meeting Xiyan had just found a treasure.

Soon, Xiyan's mother rushed back with a very beautiful box.

When they opened, they turned out to be two. There were one cocoon.

"This? Actually, one of my hands is enough. I just want to give it a try."

"If you are interested in raising a cub and want to breed, you should just have two."

"Ah? But I can't knit it~"

"You can give Xiyan, Xiyan helps you weave."

"I, that, I didn't say clearly whether you have dead silkworms."

"Ah? Your Majesty, what are you going to die?"

"I just want to be a puppet. But I want the rain silkworm because its silk is tough enough and is close to my soul silk, so..."

"Your Majesty, then you need to live even more."

"This one is about to spit. If you need it in the best condition, then this one is about to spit. If you want a baby, I'll give you one more."

"No need. Just this one. One is enough. You can take it back. Just take it back. Just take it down for me to raise one, how about it?"

"Okay, okay~ I'll give you one."

"Thank you!" Yue Bai signaled Liu Hua to put it away and continued to ask. "So now, Xi Yan's body has been in full swing since childhood. You will say whatever you think."

From birth to food, clothing and expenses, when did you start to get sick, and what? Yuebai felt that it was not about the focus after listening for a long time, "Did her illness always be like this? Or when will it be particularly serious?"

"Spring is special. Xiyan cannot work in spring. Summer is the most comfortable."

Afraid of cold, and in the warm season, tuberculosis is indeed. Spring is warm and cold. Why is autumn not? "Spring? Autumn?" Yuebai looked at the sky with questions in his heart.

"Autumn won't. As long as Xiyan can spend the spring well, there will be no big problem."

In this way, this is closer to allergies. The dragon clan is called Shixian. Yuebai's brain begins to run rapidly.

"By the way, when will Xiyan start to get involved in embroidery?"

"It's probably six years old."

"She started to feel uncomfortable then, right?"

"It's not. To be precise, it was the second year, when she was seven years old. She started to cough and feel uncomfortable. Then it became worse and worse."

"Then I'll ask you if there are any special steps in weaving a skylight shower?"

"The silk of the sky is compared with the pattern. Then you need to use rice dumplings to make the bottom and paste the pattern. This way you can see clearly when you weave it. After weaving it once, the rice dumplings will be dissolved and it will be ready to wear."

"What is the time for silkworm babies?"

“It will grow in spring and autumn~”

"This is strange." Isn't it sad in the second half of the year, just spring? Yuebai was thinking seriously.

"By the way, what does the seven-color spiritual fruit look like?"

"Your Majesty, you see that tree."
Chapter completed!