"Master, can you do it again?" Holding the eighth master's waist, Mao Tongtong's eyes were exceptionally bright. She was so tired that her whole body was sore, but she wanted more.

"Still?" The eighth master was surprised!

"Tired?" Mao Tongtong whispered softly, and a smile appeared on her lips.

"Tongtong is not tired, and the master is naturally not tired!" This is the dignity of a man, and the eighth master naturally will not admit it, and immediately leans down again.

This night, Mao Tongtong kept pestering the eighth master and tossing before stopping.

"Tongtong has something on his mind?" The eighth master put his arm around her and asked. In the end, it's the woman who cares about it, where didn't she find her abnormality!

Mao Tongtong couldn't open his eyelids this time, and after listening to the eighth master's question, he only snorted vaguely, and didn't give him an answer.

The eighth master looked at her tired appearance and didn't ask again, but just hugged her into his arms again, pulled up the quilt to cover her bare shoulders.

When Mao Tongtong woke up on the second day, there was no trace of the eighth master around him.

"Lord Belle entered the city with the ninth and tenth masters before dawn." Qingzhu Road.

"I slept so deeply, I didn't hear any movement." Mao Tongtong covered his mouth and yawned.

"Gege, shall we go back to the house today?" Qingzhu asked.

"Ah, I forgot to tell my grandfather yesterday." Mao Tongtong then remembered that her mood was affected yesterday, so she left this matter behind.

"What time is it?" She asked.

Qingzhu glanced at the sky outside and said, "It's three quarters of the hour." ”

"Let's go back, and then let someone inquire if the master entered the palace today, or where he went, and spread a message." Mao Tongtong said.

In fact, she really wanted to stay for two more days, but she was reluctant to watch the eighth master go back and forth every day. Rather than having a good time, it's better to go home.

"That slave waits for Gege to get up?" Qingzhu asked.

Mao Tongtong supported himself with difficulty, slumped on the bed again, and said with a wry smile: "Let me lie down for another half an hour, you can clean up what you can clean up first." "Last night she tossed so badly that her whole body felt like it was falling apart.

Qingzhu couldn't help but smile and said, "The slave maid will massage Gege." ”

"Don't, you're just going to let me lie like this." Mao Tongtong hurriedly waved his hand.

"The slave and maid will go to work first, and Gege will call the slave and maid if necessary." Qingzhu went to pack his clothes.

On the way back to the city, Mao Tongtong was almost lying in the carriage. She regretted it in her heart, why did she convulsions and pestered the eighth master last night. Now I am fine, I am weak, and I am more uncomfortable than I was sick a few days ago. When she arrived at the gate of the house, Mao Tongtong didn't want to get out of the car, and she wished that someone could directly lift her back to the bed in Yile Yuan from the carriage.

However, when she came back from Zhuangzi so quickly, she still had to go to the main courtyard to greet Guo Luo Luo first. It's the rule.

Forced to get off the carriage, Mao Tongtong walked to the main courtyard with the support of Qingzhu and Qingmiao.

Guo Luo Luo already knew that she was back, thinking that the eighth master had been running to Zhuangzi for the past few days, and he was depressed. Obviously, these two people had a conflict, and then the eighth master chased Zhuangzi to coax with a good temper, and now he is coaxed, and he is back! Then why did she suffer from the anger of the eighth master for no reason?

Looking at Mao Tongtong who was saluting in front of him, Guo Luoluo's face was so heavy that it was about to drip water.

"Mao, didn't you say you were going to live for a while? Why did you come back in a few days? ”

"It's the slave who doesn't think about it." Mao Tongtong said. made her decision to come back, and she knew that Guo Luoluo would find fault.

"Look at your ugly face, those who don't know think you've been tortured!" Guo Luo Luo is another yin and yang weird sentence.

Mao Tongtong said calmly: "It's the slave who is not angry with her own body, and she fell ill when she went to Zhuangzi, and she also bothered Lord Belle to run on both sides." So the slave came back as soon as she was cured. lived up to a piece of Fujin's heart. ”

Her words were soft, and Guo Luoluo's face looked better. It's just that the tone is still not very good: "I know that I am not in good health, so I will think less about running around in the future." Lord Belle is already working hard every day, and you should give him less trouble. ”

"What Fujin has learned is this." Mao Tongtong hurriedly responded.

It was probably her attitude today that pleased Guo Luo Luo, and then she was not sneered at by Guo Luo Luo, and actually let her go back to rest.

Out of the main courtyard, Mao Tongtong's legs were weak, if it weren't for Qingzhu and Qingmiao's support, he was afraid that he would have to kneel on the ground.

"Gege, when I go back, the slave will let people prepare hot water. Take a good bath and relieve your fatigue. "Qingzhu Road.

Mao Tongtong smiled, and his face couldn't help but flush a little. Last night it was like that, and these two girls must have heard it outside. Although she has been serving the eighth master for almost three years, she is still not used to having slaves and maids guarding outside when the two of them are doing intimate things.

But the ancient rules are like this, and she can only pretend to be confused on weekdays, as if she doesn't know. But this will be deliberately mentioned by Qingzhu, and he is still shy.

In the main courtyard, Pomegranate and Hibiscus breathed a sigh of relief. The two of them were afraid that Guo Luoluo's temper would come and they would quarrel with Mao Tongtong again, so when Lord Belle came back, they were afraid that the two would quarrel again.

Guo Luo Luo also wanted to be angry, and even thought about how to punish Mao Tongtong. But seeing that she was rarely so deferential, and thinking about the black face of the eighth master a few days ago, she decided to write down this account first.

She doesn't care when her temper comes, but when she's calm, she can know what's at stake.

The eighth master handed over to Ling Pu in the Internal Affairs Office today. He suddenly took Ling Pu's place, not only did the prince have a big opinion, but Ling Pu hated him in his heart. At the time of the handover, everything looked calm on his face, but when he really asked about it, he was slap-ha.

The eighth master had long expected that this would be the case, so he simply didn't ask more, and after Ling Pu left, he directly called the person in charge of the seven divisions and three courts under the Internal Affairs Office to inquire about the specific situation.

This is a whole day. When he came out of the Internal Affairs Office, he was shocked to realize that it was getting dark.

"What time is it? I guess there's no curfew yet. "The eighth master said.

Chen Guo knew that he was thinking of going out of the city to Zhuangzi to ask this question, so he said: "Lord Beile, just the little son of Gang Yile Garden, Mao Gege has returned home today. ”

"Coming home?" The eighth master was stunned, "I didn't hear her last night!" ”

"The minions don't know. But it's really homecoming. Chen Guo said.

The eighth master thought about Mao Tongtong's abnormality last night, and felt more and more that something was wrong in his heart, so he said: "Let's go, let's go back to Yile Garden now." ”

"Yes." Chen Guo hurriedly responded.

Mao Tongtong fell asleep since he returned to his yard, and he didn't even have lunch. Until dinner time Qingzhu called, she was still lying lazily and refused to get up.

"Gege, you don't have much to eat for breakfast, you'll be hungry. Got up to take a bath, and the slave maid let the small kitchen stew yam lamb chop soup. Qingzhu coaxed with words.