Naruto Blood Moon Ying Hui

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"It's born! Congratulations to the clan leader, it's a girl." The midwife, sweating profusely and not having time to wipe the sweat off, hurried out the door to announce the good news.

Shinno Yoshi didn't care whether his child was a boy or a girl. He was already very happy that his wife could give birth safely.

"Hurry! I want to go in and see Qina..." Shen Yeshi hurriedly opened the door and ran into the room to see his wife.

But the woman on the bed had changed. She looked much older in an instant, and her hair had turned completely white. Her life was slipping away at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"what!"

When the midwife saw this, she screamed in fear and took several steps back.

"How could it be... Madam was fine just now!"

"Nana, what's going on? Why is your hand bleeding? Is it a curse..." As he said this, Shen Ye glanced at the baby in the cradle, and sure enough, it was true.

There was blood at the corners of the child's mouth, and the curse that caused the disappearance of the Blood Rabbit reappeared. The Blood Rabbit was born with extremely pure blood and had teeth, two of which were fangs. If bitten by those two teeth, the victim would lose his life.

Shen Yeshi sighed. Has it finally come? Why did the curse that had lasted for hundreds of years choose his daughter?

Qina patted his hands, smiled and shook her head, tears streaming down her cheeks.

She actually can't speak and is mute.

But Shen Ye Shi understood her best, and he could see the nostalgia and reluctance in her eyes.

"You go down first."

"Yes."

After the midwife walked out of the room, she collapsed on the ground in fear. If she was the first person to touch the child, she would have died long ago, especially since she was just an ordinary person.

The saint is a kind person, how could she give birth to a witch?

Overnight, the news that the witch had killed the saint spread throughout the entire Blood Rabbit Clan.

Time flies, and three years have passed in the blink of an eye. Today is the day that Ying Hui succeeds as the Saint.

Ying Hui looked at herself in the mirror with curiosity. She raised her hand and touched the hair accessories on her head.

The servant who was combing her hair behind her was frightened by the movement of her hand and took a few steps back.

"Sorry, I scared you."

The servant hurriedly wiped the sweat from her temples in a place where the sun couldn't reach, and she walked forward and squatted beside Ying Hui.

"Ahahaha, there's no need to apologize, Saint. I'm not scared, I just didn't stand firmly."

"Well, then go on."

The servant was not afraid, but her panicked expression betrayed her.

Ying Hui saw all of this. Ever since she could remember, everyone looked at her in basically the same way, with a hint of disgust amidst their fear. Even her father had never looked at her straight in the eye.

She longed to have a friend, but other kids her age would run away in shame when they saw her, and no one would tell her why.

Everything went on in an orderly manner, and the Blood Rabbit Clan leader personally put the saint mask on Ying Hui.

There was total silence in the audience, without any lively atmosphere of a ceremony.

A silver-haired boy appeared in the crowd, holding his father's hand in his small hand. He looked at the reactions of the people below the stage and couldn't help but ask questions.

"Dad, the atmosphere here is not right?"

"Shh, don't talk nonsense."

The white-haired man panicked and covered his son's mouth, shushing.

This was the closest Ying Hui had ever been to her father. She didn’t care about the expressions of the people in the audience. She only knew that she was extremely happy at that moment.

"Will a witch becoming a saint really bring peace to her people?"

"The Saint's bloodline is passed down from generation to generation, and each generation has only one daughter. What can we do?"

"Alas~ I hope the spirit of the former saint can bless our clan."

Some people in the crowd were talking in low voices.

The clan leader’s house.

"This time it's all thanks to the deer antlers Konoha brought."

"No, it's nothing."

The white-haired man smiled in response.

"Come and try the special hot tea here." Shen Yeshi knelt down opposite the white-haired man, and said with a smile as if inviting him.

"Oh, thank you." The white-haired man picked up the hot tea and tasted it, then a look of surprise appeared on his face.

Mmm... good tea.

"It's snowing, Dad. Can I go to the yard and take a look?" The white-haired man's son said excitedly when he saw the snowflakes falling outside.

"This……"

"This is the first snow of the year, go and see it if you want, kid."

Shen Ye Shi rubbed the boy's head, his eyes full of pampering.

"How old is the child this year?"

"Four and a half."

"pretty good."

When the white-haired man heard what Shen Yeshi said, he looked at him in confusion.

The boy came out of the room, picked up his shoes outside the corridor, patted the floating snow on them, and put on his shoes slowly.

He walked from the front yard to the side yard.

A girl wearing a blue and white holy robe and a blue fox mask was dancing in circles in the snow. The blue ribbons on her skirt and sleeves fluttered in the air, and she was as cheerful as a snow elf.

And her clear and pleasant laughter that comes from the heart.

Finally, the girl was tired of turning around, and she lay down on the snow. The laughter gradually stopped, and there was no movement for a long time.

The boy hurried over and called her softly, but the girl lying in the snow did not move.

The boy panicked. Was she dead? In a hurry, he took off the mask on the girl's face.

The cold snowflakes fell on the girl's face and forehead, and she woke up from her dream.

She slowly opened her eyes and looked confusedly at the boy who was kneeling on her head and staring at her in a daze, and when she realized what was happening, she suddenly stood up.

"boom."

"Ah! Ichita, Ichita..."

There was a crisp sound of foreheads colliding, and tears came out of the corners of the eyes of both kids.

"Who are you and why did you take my mask? Are you... a thief?" The girl ignored the pain in her forehead and had to cover her face above the nose with both hands.

The pain on his forehead woke the boy up from his daze. Why is this girl speaking in such an ancient way? Ru and Wu must be the first or second names of ancient people.

"I didn't mean to. I thought you fainted, so I came closer to you. I frightened you. I'm really sorry."

The boy thought to himself that she might not understand if he said sorry.

"You don't have to say sorry. I fell asleep and I'm really sorry for scaring you." The girl immediately bowed to the boy.

"Hey?! It's okay." The boy was confused. Is this a mixed family of ancient and modern times?

"No, no, get up! Why do you want to apologize too?" As he said that, the boy helped her up.

The girl stood up straight and stared at him blankly, forgetting to protect her face.

"You're not afraid of me?"

"Why should I be afraid of you?"

This was the first time that Ying Hui was truly looked at seriously by someone. The boy's eyes were clear without any unnecessary impurities. Under the cold moonlight, his silver hair sparkled like the Milky Way, even more dazzling than the stars.

The boy had a faint smile on his face, which was so nice.

He was very nervous under her burning and inquiring gaze, and his face turned red unconsciously.

"Ah! Don't look at me!" Ying Hui came to her senses, screamed, and turned around quickly.

The boy was startled by her. Why was this girl so startled? Wasn't she the Blood Rabbit Saint? Her current behavior was completely different from the one she had just been standing on the altar.

It is a traditional custom that after a saint puts on a mask, her face cannot be seen by others.

"Saint, so you are here. Go back to your room quickly. It's cold outside." The servant walked over from a distance.

Ying Hui originally wanted to grab the servant's hand and go back together.

But the servant ignored her, took the mask from the boy and put it back on her, then walked in front of Ying Hui.

Ying Hui lowered her head in disappointment. She had thought that after becoming a saint, everyone's attitude would be different from before, but it turned out that no matter what she did, it was all in vain.

The boy saw that she was about to leave and immediately waved at her, "Ghana!"

"Well...Ghana~" Ying Hui responded with a forced smile.

After the servant took Ying Hui away, the two servants who were cleaning the yard also swept to the side yard, looked at the place where the figure disappeared, and clicked their tongues.

"Just now, from a distance, I thought the Saint was taken away by the former Saint. I was so happy for nothing."

"Oh, please stop talking. Aren't you afraid that the clan leader will hear you? Be careful of your words."

"What are you afraid of? The clan leader wishes this witch didn't exist. If it weren't for this witch, the former saint wouldn't have died. I heard that after the clan leader lost his beloved woman, he locked himself in his room and didn't go out for a whole half month. Many wet nurses have died just by taking care of the witch until she stopped breastfeeding."

The boy was a little shocked when he heard this.

"how so……"

But that girl...but she has to apologize to others even when she is sleeping.