But seeing that Murong Yan's hand was not withdrawn, he blinked, took the towel cloth in his hand, dipped it in water and rubbed it on his back, and asked from time to time, "Is your strength good?"

Yan Wang Ye is a kind master, although she is a novice, she has never said a word to her.

"Your hands seem to be more tender than the palace maid's, but they are fatter. Lord Yan's inadvertent words made Qin Xiaoyu's heart tremble, if it was found to be his daughter, it would be a big crime to kill his head.

She pretended to be calm and said, "The slave ancestor practiced medicine, although the family is not rich, but it is also worry-free, and then my father offended the bullies in the village and took away my family hospital, my father was so angry that he couldn't afford to get sick, and he went not long after." My mother was depressed because of my father's death, and my health was getting worse day by day, and then I was driven out of the village by the bully, and I sold myself into the palace as a eunuch in desperation. Although the slave has no roots, it is better than letting the old mother starve to death. If one day in the future, when the slave will come out, he will avenge my father. ”

With some words, it can be seen that the little eunuch's life is miserable, this story is what she has seen with her own eyes, but the protagonist is not her, she just applies what she has seen and heard, this is the best way to win the sympathy of Lord Yan.

"Oh, then you little slave not only has filial piety, but also has great ambitions. With that, Murong Yan asked Qin Xiaoyu to rub his stump leg for him.

Qin Xiaoyu nodded, and pushed his ugly stump leg to his shoulder, his leg was withered, and there was no temperature, she gently rubbed and pinched.

It is said that Yan Wangye fell from a horse when he was a child, injuring the meridians of his legs and the back of his head, and ruining one leg and a pair of eyes.

"Lord Wang, your leg may still be cured. ”

When Murong Yan heard Qin Xiaoyu's words, her heart was excited, and her joy spread from her eyebrows, and she soon fell lonely again, "Don't fool me." For more than ten years, my father and brother have found many doctors to treat my legs, at first they all said that there was a cure, but then they all became helpless. My leg was not simply broken, but it hurt my meridians. There is no cure, there is no cure. ”

His voice was faint and ordinary, but it made Qin Xiaoyu feel a sense of sadness, obviously his status was noble, but he spent more than ten years in a wheelchair, serving birds and beasts, and only then did he learn the language of birds and beasts. When she was a child, she was mostly in the field, and she was willing to go back unless her mother called her home for dinner.

"The slave ancestor practiced medicine, and he also learned medicine from his father since he was a child, and he saw a miracle medicine in the Xingyue Dynasty in ancient books, called Baiyu Bone Ointment, which can continue the bone and continue the meridians, and it is also recorded that an old man's leg that has been disabled for more than 50 years has been cured, not to mention that your leg has only been broken for more than ten years. ”

Murong Yan's eyebrows twitched slightly, he was also a doctor after a long illness, and he had also studied a lot of research on the good prescription for the continuation of the bone meridians, but this white jade bone paste had never been heard of, not to mention that the Xingyue Dynasty had been destroyed by the Daning Dynasty sixteen years ago, even if this little eunuch had been a folk doctor, how could he have seen the ancient books of the dead country?

Qin Xiaoyu naturally knew that the Xingyue Dynasty had already died in the country, and in this era when the Daning Dynasty was in charge, it was taboo to mention the death of the country, but what could not be done to repay the grace of Lord Yan's life?

"Lord Wang, it is not surprising that there are one or two ancient books in the family of the folk doctor, and the prescription of the white jade bone paste still remembers how to prepare it. Lord, if you can trust the minions, let the minions try it for you. ”