"Well...what is this? Water...shui..." Xuan wanted to open his eyes weakly, and murmured in a blurred consciousness.

"Ah, Lord Xuan, you are awake, wait, I'll pour you water now."

In a vaguely, Xuan heard a nervous voice beside him, a bit crisp and crunchy, which sounded nice.

After a while, he felt someone gently lifted up behind him, lying in a small arms, a faint scent of cherry blossoms drifted into his nose, making people feel relaxed.

A glass of clear water was delivered to his mouth, and Xuan didn't care who was serving him. He quickly drank it in big gulps, and only then did his throat feel a little better.

"Sir, I'll pour you another cup."

Xuan felt that he was gently put down. The person behind him walked away. After a while, he brought another glass of water back and forth, and then stopped after three times.

Lying down again, feeling the condition of the body carefully. The knife stabbed beside the heart has been bandaged, and all the wounds of all body have been treated. Some small wounds have been scarred. It seems that they have been treated with medical ninjutsu.

At the end of the fight between Xuan and Hinagao Ninja, Xuan chose to fight with a burning boat. The moment before the opponent was about to stab him, he forced the heart to stagger and let the knife stumble. Only then did he use the Rasengan to solve the opponent. Even if there was a little hesitation or a little mistake at that time, Xuan might not be able to get up today.

In a daze, a pair of cool little hands pressed on his temples and rubbed them gently. It felt like it. The owner of the hand was very careful, for fear of waking Xuan.

Not long after, Xuan slowly opened his eyes. The first thing that caught his eye was a small face, with delicate facial features and long hair, which was very soft and had a faint scent of cherry blossoms. He pressed his hands on his head to massage himself. He looked not old, but he looked like he was almost the same as himself. He was wearing a pink kimono, which gave people a very comfortable feeling.

"Who are you?" Xuan asked in confusion. As soon as he spoke, he was shocked by his hoarse voice.

Seeing Xuan wake up, a surprise flashed in the little girl's eyes. She quickly put his head on the pillow, ran to the side and knelt down very regularly and said, "Mr. Xuan, my name is Qian Yeying, and I am the maid sent by the head of the family."

"Maid?" Xuan turned his head and looked at her carefully. This time he looked very carefully, until a hint of bright red appeared on her face and quietly lowered her head, then he withdrew his gaze.

"It's pretty good, it's good to follow me in the future. Is uncle back?" Xuan said softly. Although he is a little younger, he can still tell that he is a beauty. He will not grow up badly in the future. It's good to be a maid by his side. Most people will not refuse such things as being served by others.

Qian Yeying looked happy and said quickly: "Yes, the head of the family came back yesterday."

Xuan nodded slightly and continued to ask, "How many days have I been in a coma?"

"Including today, Lord Xuan has been in a coma for a total of three days."

"Where is Uchiha Madara? How is he?"

"Young Master Ban is slightly less injured than Lord Xuan. He is recovering from his own room and is out of danger of his life."

A smile appeared on the corner of Xuan's mouth. He keenly discovered that Ying called Matsu the young master, and that he called him an adult, which shows that in her heart, his status was higher than Matsu.

"Since my uncle is back, what about the situation on the battlefield?" Xuan thought for a while and asked again.

"I don't know about this slave. What's happening on the battlefield is not something that we maids like us can know about."

Xuan nodded and asked her a few more questions. Most of the people involved in family ninjas did not know.

Xuan could still guess why his uncle suddenly sent a little maid to him. Perhaps the matter of opening the Three Gouyu Blood Ring Ankle and fighting against Shangren had already reached his uncle's ears, so he gave himself a maid, which was a recognition of his strength and status.

In his subtle meaning, in his eyes, he is finally no longer the next generation that needs protection, but the Uchiha ninja who can stand alone. Perhaps there is another meaning, that is, after he recovers from his injuries, he will finally take on the mission as a ninja. Of course, it may also be to go to the battlefield, but Xuan himself probably may not be on the battlefield. He is still too small and the battlefield is too dangerous. According to the level of genius he shows, unless the uncle is really stupid, or Uchiha is at the critical moment of crisis, he should not have gone to a place like the battlefield.

After thinking about this, Xuan began to ask some personal questions about his little maid, such as.

"Xiaoying, how old are you this year?"

"Six years old."

"Uh, I'm one year older than me, I can't tell you, where are your parents?"

"I don't know, I have never seen it since I was born. I have lived in a group of refugees since I can remember, and I worry about eating every day. Later, when I was three years old, I fell into a coma and was abandoned by them. Fortunately, I was picked up by the ninjas of the family and lived in the family and was trained as a maid."

Qian Yeying spoke very plainly, and her tone did not fluctuate at all, just like she was not talking about herself.

Xuan frowned and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say it. Now it was the Warring States Period, and such things were common. There were cruel bandits everywhere outside, and major countries attacked each other, and ninjas of various tribes were also in a mess. I don't know how many people would starve to death every day. Thousand miles of the naked land were definitely not empty words. Qianyeying was able to be picked up by the Uchiha clan, so he was already very lucky.

In fact, there are many such people in the Uchiha clan, both men and women. Men ask them to cultivate land and grow grain and feed them to support the Uchiha clan. After all, you can't expect a group of murderous ninjas to farm.

The woman is engaged in some light work, such as mai weaving cloth, and some beautiful ones will be taken by some ninjas to marry home. After all, as long as the man is the Uchiha clan, the next generation can inherit the blood. There is no requirement for the woman. Of course, it is another to say whether the blood ring ant can be opened.

"Xiaoying, come and press my head."

"Yes!" Xiaoying quickly got up, gently raised Xuan's head and placed it on her legs, and gently rubbed Xuan's head with her little hands.

Enjoying the other party's massage, Xuan couldn't help but feel a little intoxicated and suddenly became a little fond of this world. If it weren't for the previous life, how could he have enjoyed the service of the six-year-old luoli? Depending on the situation, he could also play the training game.

"Xiaoying, didn't you say you didn't know who your parents are? Why did your surname be Qianye?" Xuan closed his eyes and asked casually.

Qian Yeying paused slightly in her hand, and then said as if nothing had happened: "Qian Ye is the surname of the person who adopted me before. I don't have parents, so I will naturally follow his surname."

"Where is he now?"

"When I was three years old and had a high fever, he was the first to throw me away!"

Although Qian Yeying's tone was very calm, Xuan still clearly felt the strength in her hand heavier and chuckled: "So, how about you and my surname Uchiha?"

Qian Yeying's hand froze and said with a forced smile: "Mr. Xuan, you are joking."

Xuan looked at her eyes very seriously this time: "I'm serious."

Qian Yeying stopped talking and was silent quietly, but Xuanneng clearly felt that her hands were much lighter, making her pressed for a very comfortable feeling...
Chapter completed!