Although she was burned in a daze yesterday, she was still a little conscious. Lying in the carriage, she squinted, but actually looked at the Gege who was sitting next to the eighth master for a while.

Early on, she had already inquired. This Gege's surname is Mao, a native of Yangzhou, and his family is only a five-grade petty official. In her opinion, this Mao Gege's appearance can be regarded as delicate, but it cannot be compared with her bright appearance.

Counting the time, this Mao Gege should be the same show girl as her. But she wasn't impressed. When I was in the palace, I guess it wasn't obtrusive.

is such an ordinary woman in her opinion, but she has been favored by the eighth master, and she has her own advantages. After entering the mansion, this Mao Gege should be her strongest opponent!

It's a pity that she didn't have enough energy yesterday, otherwise she would have been able to talk a few words and probe the bottom of this Mao Gege.

"I don't know, does she know that I am the future Beatitude?" Guo Luo Luo said to himself.

"Who is Gege talking about?" Fleur asked.

"After I got out of the car yesterday, did you notice the look of that Gege next to the eighth master?" Guo Luo Luo asked.

"The slave was in a hurry to send Gege into the mansion at that time, and she didn't pay attention." Fleur replied.

Pomegranate didn't follow at all, so naturally he didn't know.

Guo Luo Luo knew that he couldn't ask anything, so he said: "Forget it, there will be time to understand in the future." ”

Furong and Pomegranate probably guessed what Guo Luo Luo was thinking, but they hadn't entered the mansion yet, and it was too early to say anything.

In the Eighth Master's Mansion, Mao Tongtong did not sleep peacefully. She fainted because she was so tired, but all kinds of strange things popped up in her dreams.

In just over an hour, she woke up from her dream.

"Gege." Qingzhu had been guarding by the bedside, and when she saw that she was awake, she hurriedly screamed.

"Water." Mao Tongtong opened his mouth, only to feel that his throat and eyes were about to smoke, and his voice was hoarse.

She gradually regained her senses, and remembered the long-lasting affair of the evening that had scared her a little.

Qingzhu hurriedly poured water, Mao Tongtong wanted to sit up, but felt weak and couldn't hold up at all.

Seeing this, Qingzhu could only put the water cup aside first, helped her lean on the bed, and then fed her water.

After drinking a glass of warm water, Mao Tongtong felt better.

"Where's the master?" She asked.

The bed next to him was cold, and it was obvious that the eighth master had been up for a long time.

"Lord Belle has gone to the front yard." Qingzhu said in a low voice.

Mao Tongtong was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "When did you leave?" ”

Qingzhu hesitated for a moment and said, "Knot, I'll leave when it's over." ”

Didn't even rest for a moment? Mao Tongtong felt a twitch in her heart. It seems that the eighth master is very annoyed this time.

"Gege, are you hungry? Do you want to pass the meal? You haven't used your dinner yet! Qingzhu didn't want to see her sad, so she was busy changing the topic.

There was indeed a burning sensation caused by hunger in his stomach, but Mao Tongtong didn't have the slightest appetite. I just felt that my chest was blocked by something, and it was uncomfortable.

"Qingzhu, I want to bathe." Mao Tongtong said.

I don't know when I broke out in a cold sweat, sticky. The soreness in her waist and the swelling pain somewhere all told her that the eighth master was crazy this time. It's just that after this madness, there are no more his gentle words and considerate massages.

"Okay, slave maid, let's prepare hot water." A trace of distress flashed in Qingzhu's eyes.

Mao Tongtong leaned on the bed, closed her eyes, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

If she was an authentic ancient, she probably wouldn't have reacted like this today. A concubine is a concubine, and she can never become a wife. Especially in the royal family, more and more attention is paid to such rules. It's normal for the eighth master to be annoyed with her.

If she is smart enough, she should be coquettish to the eighth master today and strive for more commitments and benefits. Instead of willfully indulging his emotions and resisting the eighth master.

It's a pity that some things are easy to say, but difficult to do.

After today, will she fall out of favor?

"Gege, hot water is ready. Slave and maid help you through. Qingzhu's words interrupted her thoughts.

"Okay." Mao Tongtong nodded, no longer thinking about the chaotic thoughts in his head. Everything that should have happened has happened, and now it's useless to regret it.

In the front yard, the house doctor had already smeared medicinal oil on the eighth master's sprained right foot.

"The slave will come every day to give Acupuncture and massage to Belle Ye, and in a few days he will be able to walk on the ground. It's just that this twisted foot still has to try to avoid force. It will be good to raise it for half a month. The doctor said.

The eighth master nodded, indicating that he understood. It's just that his face is too gloomy, which makes the house doctor a little nervous.

Chen Guo sent the house doctor out, and when he came back, he saw that the eighth master was still sulking, so he stepped forward and said, "Lord Belle, you haven't used dinner yet, do you want to let the kitchen send some food?" ”

"Hmm." The eighth master snorted.

Chen Guo breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he was willing to eat. Otherwise, if you twist your foot and hurt your stomach if you are hungry, it will be really troublesome.

This will have long passed the time for dinner, and the eighth master has always eaten at Mao Tongtong's, so the kitchen didn't expect that the eighth master would eat in the front yard. After listening to the rumors, he was in a hurry for a while, and he couldn't help but guess what was going on.

After a while, the kitchen brought a few things to eat. The eighth master glanced at the dishes on the table, where would he have an appetite. But he still ate a few bites at random.

"Let's get out." The eighth master said lightly.

"Lord Belle doesn't use it more?" Chen Guo was a little worried. It's too little to eat. In the past, in Maugegna, Lord Belle's appetite has always been very good.

The eighth master shook his head and said, "Withdraw, I'm going to sleep." ”

"Okay." Chen Guo didn't dare to persuade him more, so he had to let people withdraw his things, and he waited for the eighth master to change his clothes and go to bed.

On the second day, the eighth master obviously couldn't go to the court, but he didn't go to Mao Tongtong's, but read a book in the front yard alone.

And Mao Tongtong didn't know the news that the eighth master's foot was twisted until noon.

"Gege, why don't you go to the front yard to see Lord Belle?" Qingzhu Road. Although I don't know what happened to the two masters last night, it is a fact that the eighth master was angry and left. Now that the eighth master has twisted his foot to recuperate in the house, he can use this to go down the steps.

"I'm afraid he won't want to see me at all." Mao Tongtong smiled bitterly.

"Gege, Lord Belle is a prince, and it's normal to have a bigger temper. It's better for you to take the initiative to go over and coax than to be stiff like this. Qingzhu persuaded again.

"yes, Gege. Lord Belle has always spoiled you, even if you were angry yesterday, you took the initiative to pass, and Lord Belle will definitely not be angry again. Seedlings chimed in.

Do you want to go? Mao Tongtong was a little hesitant in her heart. What do you want to say when you go? Stand corrected? And then say you're going to believe him?