"Hey!" The eighth master was in a hurry, and he jumped over.

It's just that Mao Tongtong walked fast, and the eighth master's hand was a little bit less than enough, so he planted it on the ground. Fortunately, he reacted quickly, and his other foot was able to exert force, and he used his hand to support the table next to the bed to stabilize his body.

Although he didn't fall, he made a lot of noise. Mao Tongtong subconsciously turned around, and saw that the eighth master was panting a little embarrassed.

Mao Tongtong frowned, turned around and hugged the eighth master, "Is this deliberate?" ”

"You temperament!" The eighth master couldn't help laughing, grabbed Mao Tongtong's arm, leaned on her, and said, "I know that you care about the master, but I don't know, I think you have a temper with the master!" ”

"It's just a tantrum with the master!" Mao Tongtong glared at the eighth master.

"Mao Tongtong!" The eighth master suddenly sank his face and said, "There is a limit to the temper tantrum!" ”

"Lord, this is not happy?" Mao Tongtong glanced at the eighth master and sneered, "Then the master let the slave go!" Out of sight, out of mind! ”

The eighth master was choked and speechless, seeing that her little face was red with anger, her heart softened again, and he squeezed her hand and said, "Okay, don't be angry." Is it wrong, yes, it's not okay? ”

"Why did you hide it from the slave? Don't you know it's wrong? The things in the court are important, but nothing is as important as the master's body! Mao Tongtong still couldn't help but teach a lesson: "The master insisted on going to the court, and the foot injury was repeated without mentioning, and it was himself who suffered!" Besides, you go to say hello to your good master like this, and she really can't see it? Doesn't that make her more worried? ”

The eighth master was stunned for a moment, and said, "The master is not in front of Eniang," before he finished speaking, the eighth master himself was empty-hearted. He thought he didn't have it, but didn't E-Niang really see it?

"People who genuinely care about you can see it." Mao Tongtong said.

The eighth master was silent. Yes, for people who really care about you, no matter how well you act, she can also see the clues.

"I know." The eighth master looked at Mao Tongtong, showed a serious look, and said, "Master will never be like this again in the future." ”

"So, what do you mean, tomorrow or not rest?" Mao Tongtong's face is still not good-looking.

The eighth master smiled helplessly and said, "It has been three days since the resumption of the previous dynasty, and it is impossible to rest at this time." ”

knew that what the eighth master said was also reasonable, but Mao Tongtong still had a stinky face and helped the eighth master back to the bed.

"There will be a next time, slave maid, slave maid will ignore the master!" Mao Tongtong's words can be regarded as relying on the favor of the eighth master. If you change to a disgraced person, this is not the slightest threat.

"Okay, listen to Tongtong. There will be a next time, you will ignore the master! The eighth master smiled and took her into his arms.

Mao Tongtong snorted, which was regarded as a sign of forgiveness.

By the time the eighth master's feet were completely recovered, it was already summer in the capital.

Kangxi's royal driver set off to Chengde, but he didn't take the eighth master with him. There are also the third, fifth and seventh masters. And the eldest brother, the crown prince, the fourth master, the ninth master, and the tenth master were all taken away.

"This time the master broke his promise." The eighth master said to Mao Tongtong, who was eating an ice bowl.

"It's not something you can decide. I will have the opportunity to go again in the future. Mao Tongtong didn't care. After all, when going to Chengde, the eighth master also has to listen to Kangxi's will. If she blames the eighth master for this, it will be too vexatious.

"Hmm. It's a hot summer day in the capital, if you don't have enough ice, just let people talk to Mama Guo. "The eighth master said.

There are only a few people in the house now. Mao Tongtong is his favorite again, and he naturally manages enough in terms of usage.

"Master, did you say that the slave brother has arrived now?" Mao Tongtong asked suddenly.

It's been a long time since I received a letter from Mao Mingxuan's wedding. The champion in mid-February has now been more than four months now, and it is supposed to be in office.

"It's time to count." The eighth master said: "I'm worried that your eldest brother can't do it?" ”

"How so!" Mao Tongtong hurriedly said: "Brother slave is very powerful!" ”

The eighth master looked at her suddenly excited with amusement, she was really Mao Mingxuan's number one loyal admirer, and she was simply blindly trusting.

"Your eldest brother is an official for the first time! Even if you are good at learning and win the champion, it doesn't mean that the official is doing well! ”

"Big brother must be fine!" Mao Tongtong said confidently: "Big brother is not the kind of person who dies studying!" He is very thoughtful in all aspects of his dealings. ”

After all, Mao Tongtong was an adult who had been working in the society for several years before he crossed over, so depending on how a person behaves, he can still distinguish between good and bad. This is also the reason why she admires Mao Mingxuan very much. Obviously he is only a teenager, but his mind is already very mature. Many times it is more thoughtful than she thinks, so that she really has a feeling that her sister is being taken care of by her brother.

It is said that ancient people were precocious, but in her opinion, Mao Mingxuan was also too mature. is about the only boy in the family, so Mao Mingxuan has been more stable than other boys since he was a child, and he has a clear understanding of his responsibilities and responsibilities to his family. Because of this, Mao Tongtong still has a kind of distress in her feelings for Mao Mingxuan.

"If you're worried about him, write to him." Eight Masters said.

"Hmm. I was afraid that he was on the way, and I didn't know where to send it when I wrote it. Now it's time to write. Mao Tongtong nodded.

I used to think it was very difficult to send one home. But since the eighth master set a precedent and moved out of the palace, the fact that she can write home at any time can be regarded as tacit consent.

Speaking of which, this is probably another thing about her that she is jealous of the women in the backyard. After all, they haven't been in contact with their families since they entered the backyard of the eighth master, and they haven't even heard a trace of news from their families.

However, before she could send the letter she wrote to Mao Mingxuan, she received a letter from Mao Mingxuan from her office.

"You two brothers and sisters have a good heart." The eighth master smiled.

The letter was delivered to the concierge, and it happened that the eighth master came back from outside, so he brought it to Mao Tongtong.

Mao Tongtong raised his head a little proudly, took the letter from the eighth master and couldn't wait to open it.

After only looking at it for a while, Mao Tongtong's eyes widened and exclaimed, "Oops, Furong is pregnant!" This, this is too fast! ”

"Fleur?" The eighth master raised his eyebrows.

"Ah, the slave's best friend since childhood, and now the slave's sister-in-law." Mao Tongtong said with a smile.

"Oh, yes. I said it last time I received a letter from your eldest brother's wedding. The eighth master was stunned.

"Yes." Mao Tongtong smiled and nodded, and then heard the eighth master say again: "No, how long has your eldest brother been married?" Got a month? ”

"Look at what the master said! Of course! Mao Tongtong glared at the eighth master unhappily, as if Mao Mingxuan and Zhao Furong were pregnant before marriage.

The eighth master also knew that he was speechless, faked coughing twice, and said with a smile: "Time flies so fast, it's been more than a month in a flash." ”