The two sides looked at each other silently, and after a long time, when the atmosphere in the room was about to die, the eighth master spoke in a deep voice and gave himself the steps: "If you are tired, take a good rest."

After that, he could no longer bear her coldness and coldness, and left the house with his fists clenched.

He understands that it is not so easy to get a broken heart back together.

It's just that he doesn't know how long he can last if he keeps going like this.

She only looked at him so indifferently, as if there was some kind of sharp light in her eyes, and he was naked in front of her, and there was nothing to hide.

Even if Mingyan treats the eighth master as cold, the eighth master still comes to the main courtyard every day for dinner, which has repeatedly formed a certain habit, and the dining room is nervously serving every day, and the meals are getting better and better day by day.

But Fu Jin vomited today.

The eighth master was furious, and instantly sent someone to call the master of the dining room.

The master master trembled, carefully holding chopsticks, and tasting dishes one by one.

The result is - the meal is fine.

When the master said this sentence in the face of the eighth master's anger, he felt that his neck was cold.

Fortunately, Fujin didn't blame him, so he gave up at this time.

The eighth master was not at ease, so he asked the house doctor to come.

The house doctor checked the pulse, but his expression became more and more indescribable.

The eighth master was very nervous, especially when he saw Mingyan's constant vomiting just now, he wished that the person who vomited was himself.

"How?"

He saw that the house doctor's face changed and changed, and he couldn't help but ask urgently.

The doctor hesitated, not knowing whether to say it or not

glanced at Fu Jin worriedly, and was even more panicked at the anxious look of the eighth master, gritted his teeth and said: "Please let the master disperse everyone, and the slave will explain this matter again."

As soon as he said this, the eighth master was even more nervous, and immediately became a little angry, frowning and saying coldly: "What can't be said, how is Fujin's body, report it truthfully!" ”

Seeing that the eighth master was so persistent, the house doctor said with courage: "Back to the master, Fujin is happy, about a month." ”

His voice was really not good news, his tone was low, and he even had some sensibility to cover up the ugly things for his masters.

When the eighth master heard this, he only felt deafening, as if his eardrums were about to be punctured, and his heart was even more turbulent.

Around January.

This is exactly the period when Myeong-yeon is away

He didn't know anything about her situation outside, if it was really as Zhang said, she had someone else outside in her heart, and now she was so disdainful of him, so lonely and cold insistence and departure, even if she was divorced, she didn't care

The eighth master was very anxious and painful in his heart.

Fire and ice.

Sometimes it burned like a raging fire, and sometimes it seemed as if he had fallen into an abyssless cold hole, either of which was unbearable for him.

The eighth master's heart was always tumbling with the last piece of information.

Didn't she think of a way out a long time ago, so she dared to be so persistent and determined?

He looked at her in shock and anger, his frightened expression mixed with forbearance and indignation, but the anger that could erupt almost in the next second could not be concealed.

He really wanted to question her, begging her to tell the truth, did she have a man outside behind her back, did she have betrayed herself a long time ago!

Otherwise, why would she be indifferent to herself?

Otherwise, why would she be so calm?

Otherwise, why would she be so anxious to leave him!?