Chapter 16: A little maid

"Well...Where is this? Water...Water..." Xuan weakly wanted to open his eyes, and muttered unconsciously.
"Ah, Master Xuan, you are awake, wait, I will pour you water."
Vaguely, Xuan heard a nervous voice beside him, which was a bit crisp and very nice.
After a while, he felt that his back was gently lifted, lying in a small arms, a faint scent of cherry blossoms drifted into his nose, making people unconsciously relaxed.
A glass of clear water was brought to his mouth, and Xuan also didn't care who was serving him, so he drank it quickly, drank both mouths dry, and his throat felt a little better.
"My lord, I will pour you another glass."
Xuan felt that he was being gently put down, and the people behind him stomped away, and soon returned with a glass of water. After going back and forth three times, he stopped.
Lie down again and feel the condition of the body carefully. The knife stabbed next to the heart has been bandaged, and all the wounds of the whole body have been treated. Some small cuts have been scarred, and it seems that they have been medically ninjutsu. Treated.
At the end of Xuan and Higashi Shinobu's fight, Xuan chose the style of breaking the boat. Just before the opponent was about to stab him, he forcibly staggered his heart and made the stab to the side. Only then did he use Helix Pill to solve the opponent. Even if there was a little hesitation or a little mistake at the time, I am afraid that Xuan would not be able to get up today.
In a daze, a pair of cool little hands pressed on his sideburns, gently rubbed, and felt it, the owner of the hands was very careful, for fear of awakening Xuan.
After a while, Xuan slowly opened his eyes. The first thing that caught his eye was a small face with delicate facial features and long hair. It was of the kind of soft hair that smelled of faint cherry blossoms. I was pressing my hands on my head and massaging myself. It seemed that I was young, and he looked like myself. Wearing a pink kimono, it gave people a very comfortable feeling.
"Who are you?" Xuan asked suspiciously. When he opened his mouth, he was shocked with a hoarse voice.
Seeing Xuan waking up, a surprise flashed in the little girl’s eyes. She quickly put his head on the pillow and ran to the side to kneel and sit in a very formal manner: "Master Xuan, my name is Qianyeying. I was sent by the master. Maid."
"Maid?" Xuan turned her head and looked at her carefully. This time she looked very carefully, until a blush appeared on her face and she quietly lowered her head, then she withdrew her gaze.
"It's not bad. It's okay to follow me in the future. Uncle has already come back?" Xuan whispered. Although he is a little younger, he can still tell that he is a beautiful woman. A maid is also not bad, most people will not refuse to be served.
A smile of joy appeared on Qianyeying's face and quickly said: "Yes, Patriarch came back yesterday."
Xuan nodded slightly and continued to ask, "How many days have I been in a coma?"
"Counting today, Master Xuan was in a coma for three days."
"Where is Uchiha Madara? How is he."
"Master Ban is slightly less injured than Master Xuan. He is recuperating from his injuries in his room, and he is out of danger."
A smile hung on the corner of Xuan's mouth, and he keenly discovered that Firefly referred to Ma as a young master, and called himself as an adult. This showed that in her heart, he was higher than Ma.
"Since the uncle is back, what about the situation on the battlefield?" Xuan thought for a while and asked again.
"This servant doesn't know anymore, things on the battlefield are not something that maids like us can know."
Xuan nodded and asked her a few more questions. Most of the family ninjas were involved, she didn't know.
Xuan can still guess why his uncle suddenly sent himself a little maid, probably because he opened the eyes of the three-hook jade blood wheel and the strength of the enemy Shangren has been passed to uncle's ears, so he I gave myself a maid, which is a recognition of my strength and status.
In the hidden meaning, in his eyes, he was finally no longer a next generation in need of protection, but a Uchiha ninja who could stand alone. Perhaps there is another meaning, which is that after he is well wounded, he will finally take on the task as a ninja. Of course, it is also possible to go to the battlefield, but Xuan himself estimates that the possibility of going to the battlefield is unlikely. He is too small and the battlefield is too dangerous. According to the level of genius he has shown, unless the uncle is really stupid, or Uchiha is in crisis. At the juncture of survival, otherwise, I should still not go to a place like the battlefield.
After thinking about this, Xuan began to ask some personal questions about this little maid, for example.
"Xiaoying, how old are you this year?"
"Six years old."
"Uh, one year older than me, can't tell, what about your parents?"
"I don’t know, I haven’t seen it since I was born. I have been living in a group of refugees since I can remember. I worry about eating every day. Later, when I was three years old, I developed a high fever and passed out. I was abandoned by them. Fortunately, I was picked up by the family ninja. Until then, he has been living in the family and being trained as a maid."
Qianyeying said plainly, with no ups and downs in her tone, as if she was not talking about herself.
Xuan frowned, trying to say something, but finally did not say anything. Now is the Warring States Period. This kind of thing is commonplace. There are cruel bandits everywhere, the big countries attack each other, and the ninjas of all races are in a mess. I don’t know how many people are going to starve to death every day. Yeying was lucky enough to be picked up by the Uchiha clan.
In fact, there are many such people in the Uchiha clan, both men and women, and the men let them cultivate the land and grow food, and produce food to support the Uchiha clan. After all, you can't expect a group of murderous ninjas to go to farming.
Women are engaged in light work, such as linen weaving, and some beautiful ones will be taken home by some ninjas. After all, as long as the Uchiha family’s bloodstains are from the Uchiha clan, the next generation can inherit the bloodstains. There is no requirement for the woman. Of course, it’s another matter if the blood can be opened.
"Xiaoying, come and press my head."
"Yes!" Xiaoying quickly got up, gently raised Xuan's head and put it on her lap, gently rubbing her little hand on Xuan's head.
Enjoying the other party's massage, Xuan couldn't help but feel a little drunk, and suddenly had some good feelings about the world. If it weren't for the previous life, how could he enjoy the service of six-year-old Luoli, and depending on the situation, he could still play the game of cultivation.
"Xiaoying, didn't you say that you don't know who your parents are? Why do you have the surname Qianye." Xuan closed his eyes and asked casually.
Qianye Ying paused for a while, and then said nonchalantly: "Qianye is the last name of the person who adopted me before. I don't have parents, so I naturally follow his last name."
"Where is he now?"
"When I was three years old and had a high fever, he was the first to throw me away!"
Although Qianye Hotaru's tone was very calm, Xuan still obviously felt the strength in her hands heavier, and chuckled: "Well, how about you and my surname Uchiha?"
Qianyeying's hand stiffened, and she smiled strongly, "Master Xuan, you are joking."
Xuan looked at her eyes seriously this time: "I'm serious."
Qianyeying stopped speaking and was silently silent, but Xuan Neng clearly felt that her hands were lighter and she pressed herself very comfortably. ..