Naruto: Say no to pink eye disease, start with me

In the bumpy carriage, Qianshou Xiancao put the hands that had just rubbed Xuanwu to her nose and sniffed them again and again. The remaining fragrance continued to flow into her body through her nose.

Ah, it smells so good!

Senju Senso couldn't help but recall the day when Xuanwu mistook her for Tsunade and rudely asked for things from her. Her heart was beating fast and her whole body was hot and uncomfortable.

Although the process was very short, what happened in those ten seconds had already been deeply imprinted in Qianshou Xiancao's heart. Although she knew it was wrong, every time she recalled it, she couldn't stop.

Every time when he woke up from a dream, Senju Shengcao wondered why Tsunade couldn't appear a few seconds later. With Xuanwu's extremely anxious speed at that time, it would only take a few more seconds and Optimus Prime might have been able to defeat the enemy.

"Master Xiancao, Master Xiancao?"

The maid beside her woke up the Thousand-Handed Immortal Grass, which was sniffing her jade hands with its eyes closed and a look of intoxication on its face.

"What's up, Nao?"

The Thousand-Handed Immortal Grass was a little unhappy about being disturbed.

"Master Xiancao, your plan does not seem to have succeeded. The red snake under Master Xuanwu's seat moved very quickly and was not thrown off at all."

Upon hearing this, Qianshou Xiancao lifted the curtain of the rear window of the carriage and looked out, and it was true.

The big snake was crawling with its head held high, and the Xuanwu sitting on its head was taking a nap with his hand supporting the side of his face. It must be said that this posture was quite handsome, and the man and the snake followed her carriage without any pressure.

Originally, the Thousand-Handed Immortal Grass had intended to speed up the carriage so that the giant snake and the Black Tortoise would suffer, preferably until they were as tired as a pug and were panting heavily. However, the plan obviously failed.

"Hmph, if you go any faster, I won't believe it!"

Shirley shook her head helplessly, her poor master, alas.

"shelf!"

The whip hit the buttocks of the four horses. The horses felt the pain and ran harder. The two sides were again separated by a certain distance. Xiancao snorted lightly, closed the curtains with satisfaction and sat back in his original position: Let's see how long you can hold on!

If Xuanwu knew Xiancao's inner thoughts, he would definitely remind her in a friendly way that he could hold on forever, and your four ninja horses would tire Xinya to death without even a scratch.

Looking at the carriage getting farther and farther away from him, Xinya asked in surprise: "Did you offend that woman, you little brat?"

Xuanwu's expression was ambiguous. "Who knows? Just think of it as a little girl playing tricks on her. But it's a bit foolish to think that I can get rid of you with four ninja horses. Just follow me."

Although Thousand-Handed Immortal Grass is already over thirty years old, in the eyes of Xinya, who has lived for hundreds of years, she is indeed a little girl.

"Okay, I'm just bored."

After saying this, Xinya began to speed up, and the two sides returned to their original distance.

Xuanwu looked ahead with his bandaged eyes and sneered, "Xinya, this journey will not be boring."

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The carriage ran from day to night, but Xinya was fine. However, the four horses were exhausted and could not run any further. The group had to stop in a deserted place.

Thousand-Handed Immortal Grass was helped down from the carriage by her maid. After the bumpy ride, she felt like her body was about to fall apart. But when she looked at Xuanwu, she was surprised to see that nothing had happened to her. She became even angrier!

Xuanwu really couldn't stand that straight and resentful gaze, so he used the excuse of setting a warning trap and yo-yoed. Before, the Thousand-Handed Immortal Grass expressed its emotions in a rather subtle way, but now it doesn't even avoid people. He feels uncomfortable!

Looking at the fleeing Xuanwu, Thousand-Handed Immortal Grass made a victory gesture, feeling indescribably happy.

The two maids pretended to see nothing, built a fire around the Thousand Hands Herb, and then took out the ingredients from the sealed scroll and started preparing dinner.

It must be said that although Qianshou Xiancao is the wife of a daimyo, she does not have the airs of other daimyo's wives. The dinner is very simple, just a few casually fried side dishes.

When Xuanwu came back, he found that the Thousand-Handed Immortal Grass was not eaten by itself, but was waiting for him.

When Xuanwu saw Qianshou Xiancao, Qianshou Xiancao also saw him. She stood up and waved at Xuanwu, "Mr. Xuanwu, come here quickly and have dinner together."

Originally, as a guard, Xuanwu was not qualified to have dinner with Thousand-Handed Immortal Grass, but since his aunt had invited him, he did not refuse Thousand-Handed Immortal Grass's invitation. After all, the meal was better than compressed biscuits.

It doesn't matter if you eat it, it seems like Xuanwu really doesn't treat himself as an outsider when eating it.

Qianshou Xiancao called him over to have dinner with her because she wanted to talk to him for a while.

Xuanwu, on the other hand, didn't say a word, but he finished four dishes, a pot of rice, and the Thousand-Handed Immortal Grass in no time, before he had even taken a few bites!

The two maids from the Senju clan who came with the dowry were stunned. They knew their master's little thoughts, so they made more on purpose. However, they still underestimated the Akimichi clan's appetite. This little bit of food was not enough for Xuanwu to fill his stomach.

Thousand Hands Immortal Grass was not angry. Looking at Xuanwu who was still unsatisfied, he burst out laughing, "Mr. Xuanwu, are you a pig? You are such a eater."

Xuanwu, who was not full at all, took out his specially made compressed biscuits. The more he thought about it, the more he missed his own "realm".

He handed a piece of Qianshou Xiancao to her and said apologetically, "I'm so sorry, Master Xiancao, oh, no, it's my aunt, the meal your maid made was delicious, I couldn't help it, how about you eat a piece of my special dry food to fill your stomach?"

Qianshou Xiancao did not disdain it at all. He took it and imitated Xuanwu to break it open and eat it, "Oh, this is quite delicious."

"As long as you don't mind it."

"How could that be? What you cooked is delicious, hehe."

Looking at the lady in front of him who was eating compressed biscuits with mouthfuls of water and smiling happily, Xuanwu suddenly felt that this was the real Thousand-Handed Immortal Grass.

After marrying into the daimyo clan, Senju Senso had to always pay attention to etiquette and maintain a dignified image. Her nature was infinitely suppressed. Perhaps only in this deserted wilderness could she release herself a little.

Perhaps, the wife of a daimyo was not living as happily as others imagined.

Suddenly, the smile on Xuanwu's face gradually disappeared. Alas, what was coming finally came.

"What's wrong? Xuanwu-kun?"

"Aunt, there are some situations that I need to deal with. Please stay here and don't move."

Qianshou Xiancao understood immediately, but she remained calm, "Okay, don't worry about me, I'm not a weak little girl."

Xuanwu certainly knew that the Thousand Hands Herb was not simple. She had even used her pressure to warn him in Konoha.

Not only did he know, the entire Fire Country and even the entire ninja world knew that the current Daimyo's wife of the Fire Country was from the Senju clan. She was a female ninja whose strength was comparable to that of an elite jonin, and was hailed as the most powerful Daimyo's wife.

Because of this, he asked Thousand-Handed Immortal Grass to be more careful about his safety, because knowing that Thousand-Handed Immortal Grass was not simple and still dared to come and assassinate him, it only proved that the other party was even more complicated.

"Xinya, are you still there?"

A large pit with a diameter of more than four meters appeared behind Xuanwu. "It's here."

"Protect Master Xiancao."

"Don't worry, anyone who gets close to the little girl will be eaten by me."

"shave",

Xuanwu's figure disappeared.

After Xuanwu left, Qianshou Xiancao stared at the compressed biscuits in his hand without blinking, and said in a daze: "Master Xuanwu, I wish you good luck in martial arts."

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