Picking Up a General is Good For Farming

"Don't worry, I will be careful not to cut my hands." Qing'er said.

He took a big white radish and then started cutting it with a knife.

"Ouch!" Qing'er shouted.

Han Yingxue saw that Qing'er's hand had been cut and blood was flowing out.

Han Yingxue frowned and asked, "Sister-in-law, how are you?"

"It hurts!" Qing'er gasped and frowned, appearing to be in some pain. Shui Lingling's eyes were now filled with mist.

"Let me take a look!" Han Yingxue stepped in and took a look. The wound was quite deep and it was probably very painful.

"I'll find some medicine for you!" Han Yingxue said.

Han Yingxue finished her words and saw Xuanyuan Ling coming in.

He also heard what was going on in the kitchen just now. He originally just wanted to come over and urge Han Yingxue. He had been teaching Han Yingxue all afternoon, but why didn't he stop?

After coming over, I heard someone say that I had cut my hand.

So he took out the golden sore medicine that he always kept in his arms and said, "Xue'er, I have medicine here, you don't have to look for it."

With that said, Xuanyuan Ling handed it over.

Han Yingxue knew that the medicines Xuanyuan Ling always kept were treasures in the palace and had good effects, so she took them.

He walked up to Qing'er with the golden sore medicine and said, "Here, just get some."

Qing'er stretched out her finger in cooperation and poured the golden sore medicine on it. After a while, it was indeed cured.

The blood that was constantly flowing outside suddenly stopped, which was very magical.

After the bleeding stopped, the pain in my hands also eased a lot.

Qing'er smiled and said, "Xue'er, the effect of this medicine is really good."

Han Yingxue smiled and said, "Yes."

Qing'er looked at Xuanyuan Ling with a grateful face, "Thank you for the medicine, I don't know what to call it..."

Qing'er looked at Xuanyuan Ling and then at Han Yingxue and asked.

"Well... just call him by his name." Han Yingxue didn't want to mention Xuanyuan Ling's true identity, "His name is Xuanyuan Ling."

Qing'er nodded to Xuanyuan Ling as a greeting.

"Brother Ling, what are you doing here? Don't you want to rest in the house?" Han Yingxue saw Xuanyuan Ling running over suddenly and wondered if there was something wrong with her.

Xuanyuan Ling looked at Han Yingxue aggrievedly, "Xue'er, you've been doing this for most of the afternoon, when will you have time to accompany me?"

"Uh..." Seeing Xuanyuan Ling's aggrieved look, Han Yingxue didn't know what to say.

Is it really okay for a grown man to talk to her like this in front of others?

Qing'er was obviously shocked by Xuanyuan Ling's reaction. Is there something inconsistent with Xuanyuan Ling's character and image?

Listening to what Xuanyuan Ling said, Qing'er knew that she was a redundant person and should not hold Xuanyuan Ling to talk for such a long time, so she said to Han Yingxue, "Xue'er, my hand was cut, and it didn't hurt." I’ll continue to learn the method from you, so let’s do this for today, I’ll come back tomorrow.”

Thinking of Xuanyuan Ling's aggrieved look, Han Yingxue nodded and said, "Okay, sister-in-law, please go slowly."

"Yeah, it's okay, it's just a minor injury."

"Wait!" When Qing'er turned around and was about to leave, Xuanyuan Ling called to Qing'er.

Qing'er turned around and looked at Xuanyuan Ling with some doubts. Her heart tightened slightly and she asked, "What's wrong? Is there anything else?"

"Take this." Xuanyuan Ling put the golden sore medicine into Qing'er's hand.

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