"It's just that the crown princess doesn't plan to call the shots for me." Chen Ruyu said with a calm face: "It seems to be generous and fair, but in fact, he is a bully who is afraid of the hard, and he deserves to have a son until now!" ”

"I know you have anger in your heart, and I know that you have hatred in your heart. But now that it's happened, no amount of resentment you can solve. Only taking care of your body is the only thing you can do at the moment. Mao Tongtong said lightly: "That's all I say, whether you listen or not depends on yourself." Think about your uncle and aunt, they don't want to see you like this. ”

"Amma, Eniang." Chen Ruyu was stunned for a moment, and suddenly covered her face and cried again.

Mao Tongtong shook his head, thinking of Chen Ruyu, who was full of confidence when he entered the palace, his mood couldn't help but be low.

Chen Ruyu kept crying, but Mao Tongtong didn't persuade again, but left with Qingzhu.

When the eighth master came back in the evening, he saw Mao Tongtong sitting by the window in a daze, and he didn't even notice him entering the house.

"What do you think? Worried about your big brother? The eighth master asked.

On the first day of spring today, it is normal for Mao Tongtong to be worried.

"Ah, I'm back." Mao Tongtong came back to his senses when he heard the voice, and hurriedly looked at the eighth master, but the sad emotions on his face didn't have time to be put away.

"What's going on?" The eighth master was stunned for a moment, just worried about Mao Mingxuan's spring, and it would not be such a sad mood.

"Master, the slave's cousin has a miscarriage." Mao Tongtong said.

"The Prince's character?" The eighth master raised his eyebrows.

"Hmm." Mao Tongtong nodded.

"It's been more than five months, it's a boy, and it's gone." Mao Tongtong said.

She thought, if she encounters such a thing, can she be calmer than Chen Ruyu? She had never been a mother, but she could imagine the pain of separation.

However, what makes Chen Ruyu hurt even more is probably the prince's ruthlessness.

She looked at the eighth master, what would this man do when he encountered such a thing? Will you be as cold as the prince? Even if she is a woman she doesn't love, the child is her own blood after all!

"Scared?" The eighth master pulled her into his arms and sat down.

Mao Tongtong nodded.

"Did she tell you what happened?" The eighth master said softly.

Mao Tongtong nodded, shook her head again, and said, "She said some speculations, but there is no evidence. But the crown princess said it was just an accident. ”

"You don't think it's an accident, do you?" The eighth master asked.

"Hmm." Mao Tongtong looked up at the eighth master and said, "That's just an innocent child, why would someone be ruthless and ruthless!" Just, just because of jealousy? To compete for favor? ”

The eighth master looked at Mao Tongtong with a pair of big eyes, which were full of confusion and fear, and couldn't help but hug her tighter in distress, and said, "Tongtong, people's hearts are selfish." ”

With just this sentence, the eighth master can't go on. Can selfishness harm others? In this palace, there are even dirtier things. Chen Ruyu's matter is very ordinary.

Mao Tongtong leaned on the eighth master's arms and reached out to wrap his arms around his waist. The comfort of words is always pale. Only real reliance can bring some comfort.

The eighth master patted her back lightly and said slowly: "Tongtong, the master will never let you go through this." ”

"Hmm." Mao Tongtong responded, and the hand holding the eighth master's waist tightened again.

The two sat like this for a while, until the sky gradually darkened, and Mao Tongtong sat up from the arms of the eighth master.

"The master is hungry, the slave maid will be asked to pass the meal." She tried to laugh.

"Don't be sad. I don't want to see you unhappy. The eighth master pinched her cheek.

"Hmm." Mao Tongtong nodded and said, "The slave maid just suddenly knew the news, and she couldn't accept it in her heart." In addition, when I went to see her today, I couldn't help but feel a little unbearable to see her so haggard. ”

"Tomorrow I will have some tonic medicine delivered. Let her take good care of herself. "The eighth master said.

"Thank you, master, the slave has been sent over today." Mao Tongtong said.

"Well, let's pass the meal. Today's lunch and the fourth brother's use in the household department are not full. The eighth master laughed.

"It's all to blame on the slave maid, so that the master is hungry." Mao Tongtong hurriedly jumped up from the eighth master and hurriedly called Qingzhu to pass the meal.

That night, Mao Tongtong had a dream. In the dream, it was red, and the eighth master was wearing a bright red robe, holding a woman in red with a smile on his face. And she held her stomach and peeked secretly in the corner. Suddenly, the woman in red looked at her, and a fierce look flashed in her eyes. As soon as the scene turned, she, Wang, and three concubines saluted the woman in red together, but the other four were all called up, and she was the only one who was asked to kneel on the ground.

I don't know how long she knelt down, but she saw blood spreading under her, and then the sneer on the lips of the woman in red, and the eighth master who walked over with a cold face.

"Tongtong, Tongtong, wake up, wake up."

The eighth master pushed Mao Tongtong.

"Ahh No! Mao Tongtong sat up suddenly, cold sweat on his forehead.

"Nightmare?" The eighth master wiped her sweat and said.

Mao Tongtong turned his head to look at the eighth master, and saw that his expression was gentle, and he was speechless in a daze.

The indifferent eighth master in the dream just now really made her feel cold. I don't know how to deal with it.

"It's just a dream, it's not real." The eighth master stroked her back and rushed out to ask Qingzhu to pour water.

"yes, it's just a dream." Mao Tongtong repeated, but his face was still pale.

The eighth master took the water cup handed over by Qingzhu, put it on Mao Tongtong's lips, and said, "Come, drink some warm water." ”

Mao Tongtong obediently drank most of the cup with the eighth master's hand, and then felt that the pain and coldness in his heart had been reduced a little.

"Master, the slave is better." Mao Tongtong said.

"Let's go to sleep again when you're better, it's still early in the morning." Eight Masters said.

"Hmm. Disturbed the master to rest. Mao Tongtong said apologetically.

"Nothing." The eighth master smiled and helped her lie down.

Lying in the arms of the eighth master again, Mao Tongtong lost his sleepiness for a long time.

Such a real dream, only because she learned about Chen Ruyu today? Or rather, she has always had such worries in her heart. Worried about the situation after Chang Fujin entered the door. Seeing Chen Ruyu's appearance, the question she had been avoiding thinking about in her heart was finally stimulated. So there was such a dream. Guo Luo Luo in the dream is so high-minded and ruthless. And the eighth master is as indifferent and ruthless as the prince. It's probably because she subconsciously thinks that the royal people are ruthless.

The person beside him was already snoring slightly, and Mao Tongtong looked up, but he could only see his chin with a little stubble.

"Should I trust you?" She said softly. Should she continue to open her heart that she had just opened, or should it be closed?