This year's summer has been a little unusually hot. There are two icebergs in Mao Tongtong's house, but he still feels uncomfortably hot. Last year, she was at Uncle Chen's house, and she didn't have so much ice, so she didn't feel so hot. Listening to the screams outside, I felt irritable for no reason.

Kangxi is not in Beijing, and the early dynasty is naturally gone. But the eighth master still goes out early and returns late every day. It's just that among the princes who stayed in the capital, he was the one who was most favored by Kangxi, so he let him lead several other people to supervise the country.

It has always been the prince's business to supervise the country. The eighth master was entrusted with this important task at a young age, which is really eye-catching. In Mao Tongtong's view, this is actually not a good thing.

Although it is the fourth master who is more important now, the fourth master stood behind the prince early, which can be regarded as a proper ******. But the eighth master is different, he is afraid that in the eyes of the prince, he will become a threat.

It's just that the prison is Kangxi's will, and it is still a kind of honor, even if the eighth master knows that it is not good, he has to bite the bullet! No, it should be said, but also rejoicing!

Of course, this was just her guess, but she didn't know what the eighth master thought in his heart. Perhaps, the eighth master is really willing. After all, it is not a good thing that the superintendent can have more contact with the ministers, take the opportunity to cultivate his own power, and participate more in state affairs.

"Qingzhu, let the kitchen send an ice bowl." Mao Tongtong said. In this ancient world, this is the only thing that can relieve the heat.

"Gege, you've already eaten a bowl today." Qingzhu reminded.

This is also what the eighth master explained. After all, the ice bowl is cold food, and eating too much is not good for women. What's more, Gege's body has just been conditioned, so you still have to pay more attention.

Mao Tongtong frowned and said, "Qingzhu, you are my person, why do you always listen to your master?" ”

"Gege, Lord Belle is also good for you." Qingzhu said with a smile.

These days, they can also see Lord Belle's thoughts. I'm afraid I want to conceive a child earlier. So not only do I rest here every day, but I also pay more attention to eating.

If it weren't for the hot weather, Gege's appetite was not very good, but I was afraid that Lord Belle would have to make the kitchen prepare tonic soup every day.

"That's it, then it's okay to drink a bowl of sour plum soup." Mao Tongtong said helplessly.

"This one has. The kitchen is stocked every day! Qingzhu hurriedly said: "It's just that you can't add ice cubes." ”

"Alright, let's get it delivered." Mao Tongtong looked at Qingzhu and shook his head, "How old are you, just like a housekeeper's wife." ”

Qingzhu smiled, knowing that Mao Tongtong didn't really blame her, so she went out to let someone serve sour plum soup.

When Mao Tongtong finished drinking a bowl of sour plum soup, he saw that the eighth master came back sweating.

She hurriedly asked Qingmiao to fetch hot water, and she poured a cup of warm water for the eighth master and handed it over.

The eighth master took it and drank it cleanly.

Mao Tongtong took a fan again and fanned the eighth master on the side.

"Master, what kind of fight is this? Look at this sunburn, it's all red. ”

"Just came out of the palace." The eighth master said, pointing to the teacup, and Chen Guo hurriedly poured him another cup.

"Did you go to see a good master?" Mao Tongtong asked. It was really hot when I came out of the palace, and there was no shelter, so it could be said that I was exposed to the sun.

The eighth master shook his head and said, "The queen mother is sick, I went over to take a look." ”

Although Concubine Tong is in the palace, he stayed behind to supervise the country after all. The Queen Mother is sick, he naturally wants to see it.

"Is it serious?" Mao Tongtong asked.

If something happens, the eighth master will be unlucky. You have to take responsibility for how much.

"It's fine. It was also too hot, and the quilt was probably lifted at night. The Queen Mother was old and weak, so she caught a cold. The eighth master said: "I have already let the imperial doctor see it, just drink the medicine for a few days." ”

"That's good." Mao Tongtong breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm afraid these **** will have to go back later." The eighth master said again: "Although the concubine has arranged for someone to serve the sick, I always have to go to see it every day." ”

"It's hot, and I pay attention to my body. If the sun is as big as today, the master should stay with the good master until sunset before leaving the palace. This road is exposed to the sun, and it is easy to suffer from heat stroke. Mao Tongtong frowned and admonished. Heat stroke is no joke. If it's serious, it can kill people.

The eighth master nodded, "Well, I know." ”

This Qingzhu brought hot water in, and Mao Tongtong waited for the eighth master to wash his face, wiped the sweat on the back of his neck, changed into regular clothes, and then sat down again.

"Have you postponed your little day this month?" The eighth master asked suddenly.

"Huh?" Mao Tongtong was stunned for a moment, and then blushed a little. You big man, don't you want to worry about this all the time! Besides, Qingzhu and Chen Guo are still there!

"The slave doesn't remember exactly." Mao Tongtong said vaguely.

The eighth master looked at Qingzhu.

"Three days late." Qingzhu replied. As a personal maid, this matter must be remembered clearly.

When there is Fujin in the future, whoever has to report it to the small day will have to report it, so that Fujin can arrange someone to sleep. Now it's just a matter of remembering them as maids.

"Slaves and maids have always been forbidden." Mao Tongtong hurriedly said. She now knew what the eighth master wanted to ask.

Qingzhu added on the side, "Gege has been quite punctual in the past three months." ”

A smile appeared on the eighth master's face. Mao Tongtong chuckled in her heart. Isn't it true?

"Wait a few more days, if you don't come, let the doctor come and see." Eight Masters said.

"Why are you so anxious?" Mao Tongtong smiled reluctantly: "The slave doesn't feel it at all, and she definitely isn't pregnant." ”

"Not necessarily. Some people react badly, others don't. Even if you are pregnant, the month is still short, how can you know. The eighth master smiled: "The master specially asked the imperial doctor." ”

Seeing the eighth master's high spirits, Mao Tongtong couldn't say anything that was disappointing, so he had to say: "Then let's see it in two days." ”

"Tongtong doesn't seem to be very happy?" The eighth master asked. Although he was fooled by Mao Tongtong last time, looking at her reaction this time, he was still somewhat aware of it.

"Nope!" Mao Tongtong hurriedly denied it. It's just that he didn't have much confidence in saying this, and his expression was a little flustered.

"And the master still doesn't tell the truth?" The eighth master's expression faded. With a wave of his hand, he let all the servants in the room retreat.

Mao Tongtong lowered his head, clutching the handkerchief in his hand with both hands, but pursed his mouth and remained silent.

"Is Tongtong worried?" The eighth master asked.

Mao Tongtong thought to herself, she was too worried.

"Worried that the master can't protect you?" The eighth master said again.

"It's not!" Mao Tongtong hurriedly raised his head and said, "The master said that even if Fujin enters the door, he will be good to the slave maid." Slave and maid! ”

"And what are you worried about?" The look on the eighth master's face looked better.

Mao Tongtong saw that the eighth master was asking reluctantly, and hesitated for a moment in his heart, but still spoke.