"The crown princess and a few concubines were talking in the pavilion, and when they came out to pass by, the slave and maid saluted and didn't say anything." Mao Tongtong replied.

"Where's your cousin?" The eighth master raised his eyebrows.

"A few homely words." Mao Tongtong said: "She invited me to visit the garden together. ”

"Oh." The eighth master nodded, "It's rare that all of you sisters are here, and getting together is not a bad thing." ”

"The slave has too little leisure time every day, and has refused." Mao Tongtong said.

The eighth master glanced at her and laughed in his heart. Obviously, I have resentment in my heart, and I feel that writing fifty big characters a day takes up time, and I still don't admit it.

At this moment, lunch was served, and the two did not speak again, and began to eat.

After finishing the meal, the two gargled their mouths, but the eighth master did not leave, but stayed to take a nap.

"Master, is there anything wrong today?" Mao Tongtong asked. The eighth master rarely takes a nap, and usually spends noon in the study.

"Well, there's always a combination of work and rest." Eight Masters said.

Mao Tongtong pouted, she also wants to combine work and rest!

"That master sleeps, and the slave goes to the next room to write."

"You don't sleep?" The eighth master was surprised.

"Slaves and maids don't have time to combine work and rest today." Mao Tongtong replied.

A smile flashed in the eighth master's eyes, and he said, "But the master wants you to sleep with you." ”

Mao Tongtong's eyes widened suddenly, what is the eighth master going to announce during the day?

"!" The eighth master took the lead in getting into bed as he spoke.

Mao Tongtong looked at the position specially set aside by the eighth master, and finally obediently climbed into bed.

As soon as she got into bed, she deliberately moved to the side of the bed in order to distance herself from the eighth master. Who knew that as soon as he moved, he listened to the eighth master: "Not afraid of falling?" ”

Mao Tongtong rolled her eyes in her heart, but said with a smile on her face: "The slave sleeps honestly, and she won't fall." ”

"Oh, it was someone else who put his leg on Ye that night?" The eighth master raised his eyebrows and looked at her.

Mao Tongtong's face turned red, and he said stiffly: "Who has been in the master's bed, it's not the slave who knows." ”

"Huh!" The eighth master chuckled lightly and closed his eyes.

Mao Tongtong stuck out her tongue and quietly moved a little more into the bed.

The eighth master on the side suddenly reached out and pulled her. Mao Tongtong was defenseless, and rolled directly into the arms of the eighth master, so frightened that her whole body stiffened! This lord won't come really, will he?

Who knew that the eighth master didn't move, just hugged her like this, and after a while, he actually let out a long breath, obviously asleep.

Mao Tongtong is small, and he was hugged by the eighth master like this, so he was under his armpit, and then he looked up to look at the eighth master, but he only saw one of his chins.

"It's really troublesome to take a nap and have someone to accompany you!" She couldn't help but mutter.

But after a while, she yawned herself.

She originally wanted to get up and write while the eighth master was asleep, so as not to finish it in the afternoon and delay it until the evening. But this will hit her sleepiness, and she can't help but want to sleep.

"Well, I'll just squint for a moment." She meditated in her mind, and then quickly closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Mao Tongtong was woken up by a burst of thunder. When he woke up, the eighth master was still there, and he still maintained the posture of hugging her.

"Scared?" The eighth master asked.

Mao Tongtong didn't know if it was an illusion that she had just woken up, and felt that the eighth master at this time was extraordinarily gentle. I was a little stunned for a while.

When the eighth master saw her like this, he thought she was really frightened, so he took her into his arms again, patted her on the back and said, "Don't be afraid, the master is with you." ”

Mao Tongtong suddenly blushed, and lowered her eyes a little uncomfortably.

In her previous life, she was always the one who said to others, "Don't be afraid". In this life, with the Mao Carrier family, she felt the feeling of being cared for. But that is her family in this life, and this kind of care from the eighth master is not the same.

Seeing that she was shy, the corners of the eighth master's mouth were slightly raised, but the movements in his hands did not stop.

"Slave, slave is not afraid." Mao Tongtong said in a muffled voice.

"Oh." The eighth master responded, obviously not believing it.

Mao Tongtong didn't bother to explain this misunderstanding, so he simply crawled out of the arms of the eighth master and said, "The slave and maid write, if the master still wants to lie down, lie down for a while." With that, he quickly sat down on the edge of the bed and began to put on his shoes.

The eighth master didn't keep her, and smiled at her and hurriedly called Qingzhu to come in and serve.

"You're very interested in practicing calligraphy now." The eighth master was half lying on the bed watching Mao Tongtong get dressed.

"Huh." Mao Tongtong smiled back, she didn't want to speak, she was completely forced by the situation! Fun tall yarn!

"How much have you written today?" The eighth master asked.

"I've only written fifteen of them." Mao Tongtong said depressedly.

Thirty-five more! It's not too early, and it's hard to finish before dinner. I knew that the eighth master wanted to take a nap with him on a whim today, so she wouldn't go to enjoy the lotus in the morning.

As a result, when I met a bad person, the lotus didn't look good, but delayed the effort, which was really not cost-effective.

"Take it to you." The eighth master said lazily.

Mao Tongtong took the fifteen big characters written in the morning to the eighth master on the bookcase.

Whenever this happens, Mao Tongtong has the illusion that students see their teachers.

In fact, she was not afraid of teachers at all when she was studying. Although her family background is not good, she studies well and has always been an example for her classmates. It's just that now in the face of the eighth master, the teacher, she is often nervous.

The eighth master looked at it very seriously, and asked Mao Tongtong to take a brush and circle the bad writing.

"Yes, it's getting better every day." The eighth master raised his head and smiled at Mao Tongtong.

You can see from the words that she is very serious. Although I was not happy in my heart, I did not write perfunctory.

Mao Tongtong's heart was relieved, and a smile appeared on his face unconsciously. She herself also felt that the more she wrote, the better she became, and the eighth master could circle a lot fewer words now than at the beginning.

took the big characters that had been reviewed from the eighth master's hand, and Mao Tongtong put them on the bookcase with a relaxed expression.

That's how learning this is, where there is praise and motivation. Ben still felt that the rest of the task today was difficult, and he suddenly felt that there was hope for it to be completed.

As soon as she picked up the pen and was about to start, she heard the eighth master say, "Let's write so much today." The rest is free, and the reward given to you by the master. In a while, the master will take you on a boat. ”

Mao Tongtong looked up at the eighth master, saw him looking at her with a smile on his face, and said in disbelief: "Is the master telling a joke?" ”

"What do you think?" The eighth master asked rhetorically.

Mao Tongtong was stunned for a moment, and suddenly happily threw away the brush and ran to the bed, and kissed the eighth master on the cheek, "This surprise slave gives 100 points!" It's so good! ”

"A hundred?" The eighth master touched his face and asked with some doubts.

Mao Tongtong was stupid all of a sudden, happiness came too suddenly, and she got carried away.