When the eighth master approached, he found that Wang was also standing at the gate of the courtyard with Mao Tongtong.

"The slave and maid greet the master, the master is auspicious!" The two of them were blessed at the same time.

"Get up." The eighth master said, but his eyes fell on Mao Tongtong.

"Ye has worked hard all the way, the hot water is ready, let's take a bath first." Mao Tongtong said with a smile.

"Okay." The eighth master nodded, raised his feet and walked towards Mao Tongtong's house.

Mao Tongtong also hurriedly followed behind, and the two ignored Wang together.

Watching the two enter the house, the smile on Wang's face disappeared.

The news of the eighth master's return, Chen Guo only reported it to Mao Tongtong to know. But she and Mao Tongtong lived in the same courtyard, and saw that she was busy dressing up, asking people to prepare hot water, and asking people to go to the dining room. guessed that it was the eighth master who came back.

Therefore, she also dressed up, and stood at the gate of the courtyard with Mao Tongtong cheekily waiting for the eighth master to come back.

The two haven't spoken since the last time they clearly tore their faces. This will stand at the gate of the courtyard together, and Mao Tongtong just didn't see Wang. And Wang no longer took the initiative to speak as before, and only stood silently aside.

I thought that the eighth master hadn't returned for so long, but seeing her greet her at the door, he could give a smile somewhat. Who knew that the eighth master didn't seem to see her, he only smiled at Mao Tongtong and only spoke to Mao Tongtong.

Wang's heart was as if he had died again. Even Rouge couldn't hide her pale face.

When Qiaoyun and Qiaoshuang saw her like this, they also sighed in their hearts. At such a time, why bother to come to the master? It's not welcome, it's better to stay in the house honestly.

"Gege, let's go back, it's cold outside." Qiaoshuang persuaded.

"Well, let's go back." Wang Shi took his gaze back from Mao Tongtong's house, and there were no more waves.

The eighth master entered the house here, and when he saw Mao Tongtong coming in, he stretched out his hand and took her into his arms.

"Master?" Mao Tongtong leaned on the chest of the eighth master, and was a little out of breath.

"Do you miss you?" The eighth master asked in a low voice.

"Yes." Mao Tongtong replied without the slightest hesitation.

Although the eighth master was quite comfortable in his absence, she was suddenly a little empty in her heart when she suddenly lost such a person by her side.

The eighth master lowered his head and kissed the top of Mao Tongtong's hair, and said with a smile: "It's very beautiful today, have you dressed up on purpose?" ”

"Women are those who please themselves. Didn't you ask knowingly? Mao Tongtong raised his head and glanced at the eighth master with disgust.

The eighth master's eyes were full of smiles, and he held Mao Tongtong's face and looked at it, and said, "Look at your ruddy complexion, it can be seen that the lord is not having a good time." ”

"Slaves and maids are all at the behest of the master! Take care of yourself so that you don't worry about it. Mao Tongtong smiled brightly.

"Well, it's well executed." The eighth master smiled.

"Will you take a bath here, or will you drink a cup of hot tea first?" Mao Tongtong said.

"Let's have a cup of tea first." Eight Masters said.

Mao Tongtong told Qingzhu to make tea, and he broke free from the eighth master's arms, pulled him to sit on the chair, and looked at him carefully.

"I've lost weight." Mao Tongtong said.

"When you go out, it's naturally no better than being in the palace." Eight Masters said.

"The slave will raise the master back." Mao Tongtong assured.

The eighth master laughed again, pulled her and said, "I will wait for the master to bathe in a while." ”

"Okay." Mao Tongtong was not shy this time.

Qingzhu brought the tea up, and the eighth master sat and drank it slowly, while watching Mao Tongtong bring him a change of clothes.

The big bath bucket was full of hot water, Mao Tongtong gave the eighth master a wide coat, and when he sat in the bath bucket, he took a handkerchief to rub his back.

"Master, this time is not short." Mao Tongtong chatted casually.

"Well, it's not an easy errand." The eighth master lay on the bathtub, squinting.

"Is it all done in the end?" Mao Tongtong asked.

"Hmm." The eighth master responded: "With the prince here, it is naturally different." ”

"Is the prince very powerful?" Mao Tongtong asked curiously.

Historically, the crown prince later had a bad reputation. It seems to be a person who has done all kinds of bad things. But she felt quite conflicted. Is the heir cultivated by Kangxi really so unbearable? In Kangxi's early years, the evaluation of the prince was good. Why is it that when it comes to the abolition of the prince, all kinds of things are bad?

One person, in just a dozen years, has gone from an excellent heir with both civil and military skills to a useless waste material. Isn't that a joke?

It can be seen that what future generations see from the records of historical books is not the truth of history.

It's just that now, this Qing Dynasty is no longer the Qing Dynasty in history that she knows, will the relationship between the prince and the eighth master still go to the opposite side?

"Prince," the eighth master paused, and said, "The emperor Ama personally taught the big one, and it is different. ”

"The slave thinks the master is also powerful!" Mao Tongtong said: "How old is the master, he has already gone out on an errand alone, and he has also been on the battlefield!" ”

"That's amazing?" The eighth master laughed.

"That's not amazing! Many children of rich and noble families only know how to recruit cats and dogs when they are teenagers. Ye is in the royal family, and he is still working so hard, of course he is amazing! Mao Tongtong said. She meant what she said. What can teenage boys do? It's good to be able to read honestly.

Everyone likes to listen to good words, and the eighth master is naturally no exception. What's more, being praised by his own woman! Therefore, the smile on the eighth master's face was even greater.

"You're a good ass."

"The slave and maid are telling the truth! Why do you say that! Mao Tongtong refuted unhappily.

"Ye is not here for these two months, what are you doing every day?" The eighth master changed the subject.

"What can a slave do? It's not about embroidering, practicing calligraphy, painting, or reading. And then it's eating, sleeping, sleeping, eating. Mao Tongtong replied: "Didn't you see that the slave's face is round!" ”

"You haven't been discharged from the hospital for the past two months." Eight Masters said.

Mao Tongtong thought about it for a moment and said, "It seems to be yes." It was too cold, and the slaves were too lazy to move. ”

The eighth master laughed, this reason is really simple.

"Isn't it boring to stay in the house all day?" The eighth master asked again.

"It's okay. There's something to do every day! Mao Tongtong said seriously: "In the days when my lord was away, I finished copying a copy of the Book of Songs!" I also made two sets of underwear and a few pairs of socks for my master. By the way, I also embroidered a purse for the good master! ”

"Well, there's no wasted time." The eighth master nodded.

"That's it. Although the slave is too lazy to go out, it doesn't mean that she doesn't do anything! Mao Tongtong said.

"Is this yard comfortable?" The eighth master asked suddenly.

Mao Tongtong was stunned for a moment before saying, "There's nothing uncomfortable." ”

Speaking of which, the yard was about the same size as the one she had when she was at home. The difference is that when she is at home, she is alone in a yard. And now, there is an extra neighbor on the other side.