"Master, the slave and maid believe in you, but the slave and maid don't believe in Fujin." Mao Tongtong said.

This is very straightforward and bold.

Fu Jin's temperament, knowing that she is favored, is afraid that she will hate to death! If you know that she is pregnant, you can't think of a way to torture her! Even if the eighth master wants to protect her and be good to her, but after all, if you go out early and return late, can you protect it? Fu Jin wants to rectify a small grid, but it's not a matter of minutes? Just find a reason to wear small shoes for her.

Looking at Mao Tongtong's serious look, the eighth master didn't speak for a while.

Except for the last time he sat in the same carriage with Guo Luoluo, he has never had close contact with Guo Luoluo. He doesn't know anything about her temperament. Let him say now that Guo Luo Luo will definitely not target Mao Tongtong, he can't say it.

Women are jealous. What Mao Tongtong said is not unreasonable.

"So that's what you're worried about." The expression on the eighth master's face softened a little.

"Fujin is more than two months away from entering the door." Mao Tongtong said.

The eighth master said: "It is precisely because she just entered the door that she will not do anything to you." ”

Mao Tongtong looked at the eighth master with some puzzlement.

"If she is smart, she will know that she loves you the most when she enters the mansion. And if you are pregnant, you naturally attach importance to it. If she wants to gain the respect of her lord and gain a foothold in the mansion, she should show the generosity that Fujin should have. "The eighth master said.

There is also truth to that. As a Fujin, he will never have a stiff fight with the eighth master as soon as he enters the door, and stand on the opposite side. But what if people use means to make people unable to catch mistakes?

She looked at the eighth master, but she didn't ask the question.

"The master is the master of this Baylor Mansion." Eight Masters said.

"It's the slave who thinks too much." Mao Tongtong hurriedly showed an apologetic look, but he didn't think so in his heart. The eighth master is the master of this Baylor Mansion, but it is Fujin who has the final say in the backyard.

But if this topic continues, it will only anger the eighth master. She can only point to the end now, and give the eighth master a preventive injection first. I only hope that if something happens in the future, the eighth master can protect her a little more.

I don't know if God heard Mao Tongtong's wish, but three days later, just when the eighth master was about to call the house doctor to take Mao Tongtong's pulse, her Kwai Shui came.

Mao Tongtong was relieved in his heart, but the eighth master was obviously a little disappointed.

"But Mao's body hasn't been conditioned yet? Why is she not pregnant yet? The eighth master asked. He specially called the government doctor separately to inquire.

"Back to Lord Belle, Mao Gege's body is fine. As for why she is not pregnant yet, it is probably because the opportunity has not yet arrived. The doctor replied helplessly. Some people are physically easy to conceive, and some people are not easy to conceive, where is it accurate?

"It shouldn't be, Ye rests at Mao's almost every day. She's been off medication for a few months, so why can't she get pregnant? The eighth master frowned, and asked again, "Is there any way to help conceive?" ”

"Lord Belle just said that he rests in Maugagna every day?" The doctor asked.

"What's the problem?" The eighth master asked hurriedly.

"Have sex every day?" The doctor asked again.

"Except for Mao's small days, almost." The eighth master is not embarrassed. Since it is a consultation, it is natural to explain everything that should be said clearly, so that you can know what the problem is.

The house doctor frowned and said, "It's too often." ”

"What?" The eighth master raised his eyebrows, thinking that he had misheard.

"Lord Belle, sexual intercourse is too frequent, and it is not conducive to pregnancy." The doctor replied.

"And that said?" The eighth master was a little dumbfounded. Isn't there a good chance of doing more? How do you do more but less likely?

"Lord Belle should know the truth of over-the-top." The doctor said.

The eighth master felt a little embarrassed, coughed, and said, "In addition to this, are there any other problems?" ”

The doctor taught him a few methods, such as raising his waist every time he had sex, and lying down for a while if his legs were too high after he was done.

The eighth master wrote them down one by one, thinking that he would try it again next month.

Mao Tongtong didn't know that the eighth master was so concerned. She was lying on the bed a little weakly at this time, but she was in a very happy mood, eating the fresh lotus seeds that had just been picked up from the lotus pond.

"Gege, don't worry, I can't get pregnant this month, and I'll come back next month. The house doctor said that Gege's body is fine. Qingzhu was still comforting her, afraid that she would feel sad.

Mao Tongtong wanted to laugh, swallowed the lotus seeds in his mouth, and said, "Your family is not so glassy." Even if you have children in the evening, you will be fine. ”

"Glass hearts?" Qingzhu was dazed, and Gege said words that she couldn't understand.

Mao Tongtong was dumbfounded, his mind turned, and he quickly explained: "Isn't glass fragile, it means fragile." ”

Fortunately, there is already glass at this time, so with such an explanation, Qingzhu does not feel strange.

"Gege always makes analogies." Qingzhu smiled: "It's good to be generous." The slave maid used to hear that if she was in a bad mood when she was old, she would easily not be able to conceive a child. ”

"That's it." Mao Tongtong nodded approvingly, emotions still have a great impact on the body.

"The slave is very anxious to see Lord Belle." Qingzhu is worried about this. If his own Gege is always unable to conceive, Lord Baylor is afraid that he will be unhappy.

"He's just being stimulated!" Mao Tongtong said.

It was also a coincidence that just before receiving Mao Mingxuan's letter, the eighth master had just learned that Sifujin was also pregnant.

You must know that the fourth master is only three years older than the eighth master, and people not only have a son-in-law, but also a second child soon. It is said that the side Fujin on the fourth master's mansion is also pregnant. Then it won't be the second, it's the third.

Poor Eighth Master has not even moved in the backyard so far. It's really anxious.

Those who dare to say this about the eighth master in this house are also Mao Tongtong. Qingzhu listened to the black lines on his head, and decisively changed the topic and said: "Gege is still uncomfortable, the slave maid asked the kitchen to stew black chicken and red date soup today, let's drink a bowl later." ”

"On a hot day, I can't drink it." Mao Tongtong frowned.

"The slave let the kitchen skim the oil slick, and it won't be greasy. Gege drinks a little, it is good for the body. Qingzhu persuaded.

"Okay, let's have a small bowl then." Mao Tongtong nodded.

"Then the slave will go to the kitchen and give an order, Gege lie down." Qingzhu covered her with a thin blanket and withdrew.

Mao Tongtong closed his eyes and closed his eyes to recuperate. This little day was postponed for a few days, which really scared her. So many times that she dreamed that she was pregnant at night.

It's also sad to think about it, the status is low, and even the pregnancy of a child is looking ahead. She doesn't like this kind of self anymore.

It's all because there were no good contraceptive measures in ancient times, otherwise she would be so worried. said that he wanted to live a chic and free life, but he made him think about it all day long. Hey, being a pet alone is sometimes a burden!