Growing up in the palace since childhood, the eighth master has seen how much the concubines in the harem are jealous. In the matter of serving illness, most palace concubines will use it as a means to compete for favor. There are not many who really serve the sick.

He still remembered that one year when the Queen Mother was sick, there was no need for the Queen Mother to speak, and the high-grade palace concubines took the initiative to serve the Queen Mother. Even if there is no grade, it is also a copy of the scriptures, and the recitation of the Buddha. It seems that if you don't do this, you can't express your filial piety to the Queen Mother.

But when he followed Huang Ama to visit the Empress Dowager in Cining Palace, he found that the eyes of the sick palace concubine were rolling on Huang Amma's body, and even the Empress Dowager's cough took a while to react.

At that time, he saw a sneer on the corner of Huang Ama's mouth. I was probably disgusted by this clumsy acting.

After that, he never saw the palace concubine again. This is probably a failed case of using the service to compete for favor.

But he has also seen the palace concubine who was favored by the queen mother because she was untied in front of the queen mother's bed.

Therefore, whether it is true or false is not so easy to fool. Even if it's acting, if you don't act seriously, you can't deceive people.

And what kind of move is Mao Tongtong doing now? Sincerity or acting?

The eighth master still favors Mao Tongtong in his heart, and he is more sincere. With this bias, he had more good feelings for Mao Tongtong in his heart.

Chen Guo saw that the eighth master stood for a long time and did not move, thinking that Mao Tongtong was not there, and the eighth master would most likely go back to the front yard. But thinking that there was still a Wang Gege living in this courtyard, he tentatively asked, "Where is the master resting tonight?" ”

"Let's stop here." Eight Masters said. It was wind and rain, and he didn't want to go back to the front yard.

Chen Guo was stunned for a moment. Qingmei was also stunned, but she quickly reacted and hurriedly came over to wait for the eighth master to change clothes.

The eighth master smelled the smell of wine on his body and said, "Go and prepare hot water, I want to bathe." ”

"Yes." Qingmei hurriedly responded, and went out again to order someone to fetch hot water.

When the hot water was ready, Qingmei waited for the eighth master to bathe.

In the past, when Mao Tongtong was there, most of the eighth masters would let Mao Tongtong serve him to bathe, or Qingzhu. Qingmei, this is the first time to serve the eighth master to bathe.

Seeing that the eighth master stripped naked in front of her, she subconsciously lowered her head.

The eighth master didn't pay attention to his small movements. Lifting his feet into the tub, he sat down and leaned against the tub with squinted eyes.

These days, I am running around, following Jin Fu to calculate various data and calculate the feasibility, which is really tiring. Today, in the morning court, he helped Jin Fu speak, and argued with a few old antiques who did not agree with the repair of the sluice, and it took a lot of energy. plus the matter of Eniang. It wasn't easy for him to come down all day. This will want to bathe, but also want to relieve fatigue.

Qingmei wiped her body with a red face for the eighth master, and she didn't dare to come out of the atmosphere.

"Master, the slave is going to heat up the water." After a long while, Qingmei spoke softly.

The eighth master didn't respond, but let out a slight snoring sound, and he actually fell asleep.

Looking at the eighth master's handsome sleeping face, Qingmei subconsciously swallowed her saliva.

I have been on an errand in the palace for a few years, and I have seen a few elder brothers, and he is still the most gentle and handsome master.

As a slave, there are not many opportunities for her to look at the eighth master carefully. Today is a rare opportunity.

After adding hot water to the bathtub, Qingmei squatted next to him and looked at the eighth master. There was a bit of appreciation in his eyes, but also a little bit of longing.

is also a teenager, beauty is in front, and it is difficult to have a spring heart. Qingmei looked at it and couldn't help but heat up her face.

There was a sudden knock on the door, which startled Qingmei and suddenly stood up.

"Qingmei girl, I brought the master's clothes." It was Chen Guo's voice.

Qingmei breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly walked over to open the door.

"Isn't the master okay?" Chen Guo glanced inside and asked.

"Asleep." Qingmei whispered.

Chen Guo saw that her face was crimson, and she was suspicious, and saw that the eighth master was indeed lying in the bathtub and did not move, so he said: "If you sleep like this, you will catch a cold, ask the master to get up and go back to the bedroom to sleep." ”

"I, I see that the master is very tired, and I can't bear to scream. Hot water has just been added to the tub, and it can't be cold for a while. Qingmei said, involuntarily shy.

"That's what to call too." Chen Guo's voice suddenly became a little colder, and said, "It's rare that Mao Gege specially sent a cloak to the fourth master today, just because he was afraid that the master would catch a cold." I didn't get a cold on the road, but I came back and got a cold, and I can't explain it to Mao Gege. ”

Hearing this, Qingmei suddenly became excited. Seeing that Chen Guo was still staring at her, he hurriedly looked away and said, "Okay, I'll wake up the master." ”

Chen Guo took a few steps back and closed the door with his hand.

Qingmei's face was a little pale, a little panicked, and a little ashamed. But looking at the eighth master in the bathtub again, and thinking about many things about the maids around the master, I struggled a little in my heart. In the end, she walked to the bathtub and whispered, "Master, wake up, beware of catching a cold." ”

"Hmm." The eighth master replied in a daze, and his voice was rarely lazy.

"Master, the slave and maid will wait for you to get dressed, so as not to catch a cold." Qingmei said it again.

Only then did the eighth master open his eyes, glanced at Qingmei, and then slowly came back to his senses, answered, and stood up from the bathtub.

Qingmei then dried his body and dressed. During the process, she couldn't help but have some hands trembling and her face was hot.

The eighth master took a nap and his spirits improved a lot. Seeing Qingmei's appearance, her brows furrowed slightly.

"Your name is Qingmei?" The eighth master said.

"Ah, yes, the slave maid is called Qingmei." Qingmei was slightly stunned, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes. The master remembers her name!

"How old are you this year?" The eighth master asked again.

"The slave is seventeen this year." Qingmei lowered her eyes and looked shy.

"How many years have you been in the palace?" The eighth master seemed to chuckle.

Qingmei's head drooped even lower, "It's been four years since the slave maid entered the palace at the age of thirteen." ”

They are such coated minions, and they can only participate in the annual election. After entering the palace, they can only start as palace maids, not women like Mao Tongtong who can directly become emperors or princes and clansmen.

But they were also the emperor's women in a sense. Once you are pampered, you can also get ahead.

The most successful example in the palace is today's Concubine De. From a small palace girl to one of the four concubines today, she also gave birth to two sons, which is really favored.

Thinking of this, Qingmei couldn't help but feel hot in her heart. When the master asked her these words, did it make her different?

"Four years is not too short." The eighth master said and glanced at Qingmei again.

Dressed in an ordinary palace maid's dress, she stood in front of him with her head bowed. I can't see clearly, but I can see my cheeks getting redder and redder.