In the main courtyard, Guo Luo Luo did not rest after he came back. Something so big happened to the eighth master, where could she sleep.

The words she said before leaving were from her heart. Thinking of the child in her belly who is growing day by day, of course she hopes that the eighth master will live well!

If it was just her, the impact of the eighth master's absence would not be much. Anyway, she is not favored, whether the eighth master is there or not, she can't see each other a few times a year, and she has to be angry from time to time. If the eighth master is gone, she can do whatever she wants.

Although Mao Tongtong has the only blood and blood of the eighth master, Chang Fujin is still her! With her identity alone, she can crush Mao Tongtong to death! Even if Mao Tongtong's son inherits the position of the son of the world in the future, when he grows up and can support Mao Tongtong, she will do what she wants for more than ten years, which is enough.

But now it's different, she still has a child in her belly. If the eighth master is gone now, it is not certain whether her children can compete with Mao Tongtong's children for the position of the son of the world. With the eighth master's love for Mao Tongtong, it is likely that he will fight for the position of the son of the world for Hongwang before he dies. At that point, she will have to work hard to fight for the interests of her children.

Therefore, from this point of view, she still hopes that the eighth master will live well, at least until her child is born safely.

"Fujin, it's not early, the slave and maid are waiting for you to rest." Pomegranate saw that Guo Luo Luo had been sitting in a daze, so he stepped forward and said.

"Go and bring me the Jizo Sutra." Guo Luo Luo said.

"Do you want to recite the scriptures now?" Pomegranate was surprised.

Guo Luoluo began to recite and copy scriptures about a year ago. She, like most women who have fallen out of favor, relies on this to pass the time of daily boredom. But since she learned she was pregnant, she rarely touched them.

"Copy the scriptures." Guo Luo Luo said: "Prepare pen, ink, paper and inkstone for me." ”

"Fujin, it's late at night, so let's copy it again early in the morning." Fleur persuaded.

Guo Luo Luo shook his head and said, "For now, if you don't copy a paragraph, I'm not sure." ”

Pomegranate and Furong thought about the current situation of the eighth master, and did not persuade again, but each prepared something for her.

Copying the scriptures, Guo Luoluo's heart has been thinking about everything that has happened in this Baylor Mansion in the past two years.

Once upon a time, she even thought that letting the eighth master and Mao Tongtong die together to solve the hatred in her heart! But now she is here to copy the scriptures and pray for the eighth master! It's incredible to think about! Sure enough, many things in life are unpredictable.

After copying a short passage of scripture and looking at the neat handwriting on the paper, Guo Luoluo's heart settled down.

"Fujin, Yile Yuan has invited a doctor again!" The little eunuch outside the house suddenly ran in and said.

"What?" Guo Luo Luo was startled, the pen in his hand fell off, and fell on the white rice paper, the black ink stained a large piece, and the scriptures just written were all wasted.

"Fujin, don't worry, the slave will go and ask about the situation!" Pomegranate hurriedly said.

Guo Luo Luo stood up and said, "I'll take a look." ”

"Fujin, it's so late, and your body is inconvenient, so let the slave maid run first. If there is really something wrong, it will be too late for the slave to come again and call Fujin. Pomegranate Road.

"Yes, Fujin. It's cold and the road is slippery, so you might as well wait. Fleur also advised.

Guo Luo Luo looked at the two of them, thought about it, and finally nodded and sat down again.

Pomegranate breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly went out to find out the news.

Without waiting for her to arrive at Yile Garden, she saw the house doctor walking back, so she simply pulled the house doctor to the main courtyard, so that Guo Luo Luo could ask clearly.

"What's going on with Lord Belle? But has his condition changed? Guo Luo Luo said urgently.

The doctor hurriedly said: "If you go back to Fujin, your condition has changed, but it should be better." ”

"What do you mean it should be better?" Guo Luo Luo frowned.

The house doctor said that the eighth master vomited black blood, and then the pulse was stable.

"Although the slave doesn't know what Lord Belle's poison is, judging from the situation after Lord Belle vomited blood, the detoxification soup recipe left by Imperial Doctor Wang should have had some effect."

"Really?" Guo Luo Luo was a little incredulous.

That would be terrifying to death! I haven't even figured out what poison is, so how to detoxify! Now it's a bit untrue to say that it's suddenly getting better.

"Slaves don't dare to speak up." The doctor said.

At this moment, Guo Luo Luo felt that a ray of sunshine had shone into his heart that was still cloudy just now!

"In the future, if there is any movement in Lord Belle's body, you must report it to me!" Guo Luo Luo said.

"Yes, the minion made a note of it." The doctor hurriedly replied.

Guo Luoluo, as the eighth blessed jin, should also care about the body of the eighth master.

After learning the news that the eighth master was starting to get better, Guo Luo Luo slept peacefully that night.

But Mao Tongtong of Yile Yuan had a nightmare!

In the dream, the arrow that the eighth master blocked for Kangxi did not graze the eighth master's arm, but hit the eighth master's left chest! Mao Tongtong watched the eighth master fall in front of him, blood flowing all over the ground! She screamed at the eighth master, but the eighth master just didn't wake up!

"Tongtong, wake up, my lord is here!" The eighth master on the side called her softly.

The eighth master didn't fall asleep at all. After vomiting blood, although the body didn't seem to be so uncomfortable, the arrow wound on the arm was throbbing and throbbing!

The pain was not severe, but it was continuous, like someone holding a knife and poking around the wound.

So Mao Tongtong screamed out when he had a nightmare, and he heard it immediately.

"Tongtong, wake up!" The eighth master pushed Mao Tongtong and raised his voice a little more.

"Master!" Mao Tongtong screamed, and suddenly woke up from his dream, his forehead was full of cold sweat!

When she opened her eyes, she saw the eighth master beside her who was looking at her with a concerned face, and immediately cried and hugged her, "The master scared me to death!" Woooooooooooooooo Don't leave me alone! Woooooooooooooooo ”

The eighth master was defenseless, and was almost collapsed on the bed by her sudden movement, and hurriedly used his arms to support his body, but he happened to use his injured arm!

He gritted his teeth in pain, and only after breathing a sigh of relief did he pat Mao Tongtong's back and soothe: "What stupid thing did Tongtong say, how could the master leave you." Isn't this a good place to be by your side? You're terrified and have nightmares today! ”

The eighth master knew that a person like Mao Tongtong, who had never seen a sword fight, would definitely be scared today. Even the first time he saw that bloody scene, his back was chilling! Nightmares are inevitable!

Mao Tongtong was still crying, and the hand holding the eighth master was even harder.

"Okay, okay, it's okay, it's all over." The eighth master continued to comfort.

Mao Tongtong cried for a while before calming down, staring at the eighth master with swollen eyes for a long time before hugging the eighth master again!