Chapter 4 Is he a eunuch?
The weather at the end of April is unpredictable. One second it was clear skies and the sun was shining brightly. The next second, a cloud floated over, there was lightning and thunder, strong winds, and rain fell rapidly.
Nan Jiaben was lying in the yard basking in the sun. Before she could react, raindrops poured down from the sky.
Chang Li quickly put his hand on Nan Jia's head to protect her from the rain: "Princess, go back to the room quickly."
Nan Jia trotted back to the room, and the palace maid Xiaofen took out a New clothes: "Princess bath and change"
"Okay" Nanjia followed the palace maid to take a bath
Changli waved to the eunuch Yinghui to prepare a cup of ginger tea
After Nanjia finished bathing, Changli came forward with a bowl and said: "Princess, have a cup Let’s have some ginger tea to warm up.”
Nanjia lowered her head and sniffed with her delicate nose. After sniffing, he held his nose and took a step back: "I don't want to drink it, it smells too bad."
Chang Li smiled and reasoned with her patiently: "Princess, it's easy to get cold after being exposed to the rain. , and ginger tea can prevent colds, so for the sake of your health, you should drink a cup.”
Qiu Shengsheng said quietly at the side: "Nan Nan, I advise you to surrender. Mortal bodies are very fragile, and it is easy to get sick and die!"
Nan Jia was stunned for a moment, and she asked softly: "Is Mo Yan the same? Is it easy to die?"
Nan Jia's eyes were a little disappointed. She didn't dare to think that such a powerful Mo Yan would die. After all, the word death was too far away for them living in the God Realm. .
Although this is a mortal world, the physical fitness of a person as powerful as the master is beyond that of ordinary mortals and will not die easily. He just wanted to survive so he wouldn't tell Nan Jia. The survivalist nodded and affirmed: "Yes, so Nannan, you have to take more care of him!"
Nanjia clenched her little fists with firm eyes. She will definitely protect Mo Yan and prevent him from dying early!
Nanjia took a step forward, took the bowl held by Chang Li and drank the ginger soup with his eyes closed.
After drinking, she asked: "Has Mo Yan returned to the house?"
Chang Li nodded: "There was a sound from the main room just now. I think the governor has returned to the house. "
Nanjia then asked: "Is there any more ginger soup?"
"Yes"
"Put a bowl into the lunch box, and I will bring it to Mo Yan."
Nan Jia's words frightened Chang Li, and her hands were shaking when she thought of the governor's cold appearance: " Princess, please don't go. The Lord may hurt you and it's raining outside. It's so big, just rest in the room."
"Follow my instructions." Nan Jia didn't want to explain to Chang Li
Everyone in the palace was afraid of Mo Yan, and probably also. No one would deliver ginger soup to him, so he had to deliver it himself.
Chang Li looked at the princess tangledly. The princess's firm look made her unable to persuade her any more, so she had no choice but to obey the princess's instructions.
During a cup of tea, Chang Li followed Nan Jia to the door of the main room carrying a red lacquered wood lunch box. She handed the lunch box to Nan Jia, but she couldn't help but persuade her: "Princess, the governor doesn't want to drink." , don’t force it.”
“I know, just wait.”
Nan Jia knocked on the door and waited for Mo Yan’s permission before walking out with the box.
“What’s the matter?” Mo Yan walked out of the back room with a cold face.
Everyone who serves Mo Yan knows that Mo Yan is the most difficult to approach on rainy days. The best way is to stay away from him. If Mo Yan is usually a devil covered in warm skin, then in rainy weather he is an evil ghost with a sinister aura. Nanjia was not frightened by Mo Yan's lingering dark aura. She opened the lid and said: "Ginger soup for you"
Mo Yan frowned: "I won't drink"
Nan Jia held the bowl and approached Mo Yan: "No, you have to drink!"
In Mo Yan's eyes There was a flash of boredom, and he felt that the person in front of him was too noisy, and he moved his hand hanging under his sleeve.
Nan Jia looked at Mo Yan longingly and said, "You will get sick if you don't drink. If you get sick, you will die easily. I don't want you to die."
Mo Yan's hand stopped. She didn't want to let herself die? This was the first time he heard such words. Mo Yan raised his head and stared into Nan Jia's eyes, trying to detect any hint of lying or avoidance in her eyes. But no, her eyes were clear and sincere, and there was no trace of dirtiness.
Partly because of this kind of care and this kind of gaze, Mo Yan brought the bowl over and drank it all in one gulp.
“The other small corner of the first star is extinguished”
Nan Jia’s eyes lit up and she nodded approvingly at Mo Yan. She even patted him boldly. Arm: "Awesome"
Mo Yan stared at Nan Jia's face for a few seconds and then smiled. She was the only one who dared to talk to her in such a tone of praising a child. If it had been another person, that person's head would have fallen to the ground.
Mo Yan pushed the cakes in the middle of the table in front of Nan Jia and asked: "Would you like some cakes?"
He still remembered the way she went to steal cakes a few days ago, her mouth was bulging, and she was very nervous. cute.
"Okay" Nan Jia sat down unceremoniously and picked up the pastry
Mo Yan also sat down and looked at Nan Jia with a smile in his eyes
Suddenly, Mo Yan's face changed, his lips were tightly pursed, and they were pale and bloodless.
Nan Jia put down the cake in her hand, immediately stood up and approached Mo Yan and asked anxiously: "What's wrong with you?"
Nan Jia wanted to reach out to help Mo Yan, but Mo Yan waved him away: "Stay away from me"
The survival student quickly looked through Mo Yan's information: "Master Nannan has a leg disease. On rainy days, the pain is as unbearable as being bitten by thousands of ants."
Mo Yan was sold since he was a child. When he arrived at the palace, he was often punished by nobles to kneel down. And they don't like to be simply punished by kneeling down, because it doesn't show their identity. Some nobles liked to have them kneel on protruding cobblestones, so Mo Yan's legs were left with serious diseases.
Nanjia felt a little distressed, and she asked: "Is there any way to relieve it?"
"Li Hongsheng, the medicine fairy of this world, can cure it, but now... you can massage the master's acupuncture points, which should relieve the pain."
Nanjia hesitated because she didn't understand acupoints.
The survival creature also knows Nannan’s dilemma, and it has its own solution: “Nannan, I will show the acupuncture points on the master’s leg when the time comes, and you just press them.”
“ Okay"
Nan Jia took a step forward and she squatted in front of Mo Yan. Without waiting for Mo Yan's reaction, she reached out and opened Mo Yan's trouser legs. Nanjia burst into tears when she saw that he was scarred and his skin was black and blue in some places.
Mo Yan quickly pushed Nan Jia to the ground and asked sternly: "Nan Jia, do you want to die?"
An uncontrollable anger arose in his heart, and his eyes were dark. Gloomy stared at Nanjia like an evil ghost, and his body was shaking with anger. This ugly body has always been a knot in his heart, because it symbolizes his humble life experience and dirty past. He wouldn't even take a second look, let alone let others stare at him so nakedly and unscrupulously. That would be humiliating himself!
I must have been too indulgent towards her to let her be so presumptuous.
(End of this chapter)