Mao Tongtong obviously saw that the fourth master's brows were slightly furrowed, but soon he said to the tenth master with a little apology: "Your fourth sister-in-law is a little unwell today, so it is not appropriate to drink." ”

"That's a pity!" The tenth master said with a pity on his face.

Mao Tongtong couldn't help but laugh in his heart, and probably the ten masters present believed the words of the fourth master. This is obviously just a random excuse to refuse.

However, Mao Tongtong just took this opportunity to slip away, and said with a smile: "A few masters drink slowly, let me retreat first." ”

The tenth master didn't say anything, Mao Tongtong nodded at the eighth master, and then retreated.

When she returned to her house, Mao Tongtong felt much more comfortable.

If it's just the eighth master, the ninth master, and the tenth master, she doesn't have anything to feel uncomfortable about. But there are many princes today, and there is a fourth master with a serious face, so she doesn't want to stay. Besides, she is already famous enough today, if she gets another news of getting drunk with the princes, I'm afraid this reputation will be even louder!

"Master, what do you want for dinner today?" Qingzhu came to ask. Just now, I was worried about preparing the eighth master's dinner, but I didn't care about preparing Mao Tongtong.

"Me?" Mao Tongtong tilted his head and thought for a while, and said, "I want to drink a bowl of mung bean and lily porridge." ”

"Master, use this?" Qingzhu frowned and said, "This is too little, and you don't have much use for lunch!" ”

"I'm tired today, but I don't have an appetite." Mao Tongtong said.

Today, she got up early, rescued people, was summoned by Kangxi to interrogate, told stories to the little brothers, and arranged dinner for the eighth master, she has not been idle. This will take a break, and I will feel tired all over.

Qingzhu saw that Mao Tongtong's face showed a tired face, and said distressedly: "Then the master should rest early for a while." The slave and maid on Lord Belle's side will be watched, and if you drink too much, the slave and maid will take care of it. ”

"Hmm." Mao Tongtong nodded, covered his mouth and yawned, leaned on the soft couch and said, "I'll take a nap first, and the porridge will call me." ”

"Okay." Qingzhu answered and covered her with a thin quilt.

Mao Tongtong fell asleep with her eyes closed, and when the porridge came, she slept and snored slightly. Qingzhu called twice and didn't wake her up, so she couldn't bear to call anymore.

"Sister Qingzhu, so hungry for the master?" Seedlings Road.

"After a while, the master wakes up hungry and can use it again. She's going to sleep soundly, so let's not bother. "Qingzhu Road.

"The main thing is that it's not in the house, there is no kitchenette. If the master wakes up in the middle of the night, I'm afraid it won't be good to ask for food. Aomiao said worriedly.

After all, this is the Chengde Palace. The dining room is mainly for the service of the emperor. Other people's meals are equivalent to a big pot of rice, as they did in the ago. If you want to get something to eat alone, you have to deal with the eunuch in charge of the dining room, which is very inconvenient.

"We'll talk about that then. What about Lord Belle, are you still afraid of starving your master? "Qingzhu Road.

Qingmiao thought about it, it made sense, so he didn't say much at the moment, and went to guard outside.

Mao Tongtong slept deeply this night, and he didn't wake up until the eighth master came back.

"How long has Tongtong been asleep?" The eighth master asked.

"As soon as the master came back, he slept." Qingzhu replied.

"So early? Didn't have dinner? The eighth master raised his eyebrows.

"No, the master is probably tired. Originally, he was going to drink porridge late, but the porridge had not been delivered, and the master fell asleep. The slave and maid couldn't bear to scream, and the master slept until now. "Qingzhu Road.

"It's hard work for her today." The eighth master glanced at Mao Tongtong, who was still on the soft couch, picked her up and sent her to the bed.

"Does Lord Belle want to drink decanting soup?" Qingzhu asked. The smell of wine on the body of the eighth master is not light.

"No, you don't." The eighth master shook his head and said, "I didn't drink much today." Prepare hot water, and take a bath. ”

"Yes." Qingzhu went down and let people prepare.

The eighth master sat on the edge of the bed, looked at Mao Tongtong's sleeping face, and couldn't help touching her cheek. Mao Tongtong seemed to feel it, so she rubbed it in the palm of the eighth master's hand, smacked her mouth, and continued to sleep.

The eighth master couldn't help laughing, how tired he was, and he slept so deeply.

Qingzhu thought that Mao Tongtong would wake up hungry in the middle of the night, but she slept until dawn. By the time she got up, the eighth master had already left.

"Master, you've slept for a long time!" Qingzhu couldn't help but sigh.

"It's already dawn?" Mao Tongtong himself also glanced at the sunlight outside the window with some incredulity.

"Yes! Belle Ye went to the emperor's place, saying that there was a Mongolian prince to be a guest today. "Qingzhu Road.

"I can really sleep!" Mao Tongtong himself was speechless.

"Is the master hungry? You didn't have dinner last night. Miao came over and said.

Mao Tongtong touched his stomach and said, "It's weird, I don't feel hungry!" ”

"Drink some hot porridge even if you're not hungry. If the master doesn't need breakfast, it will hurt his stomach. Qingzhu persuaded.

"Well, let's have some porridge." Mao Tongtong nodded. She is still very concerned about her physical health. After a crossing, she didn't want to hang up early, she still wanted to live a few more years and accompany the eighth master for a few more years!

So Qingzhu began to dress her, and Qingmiao went to the dining room to fetch porridge.

When Mao Tongtong was about to have breakfast, the evening clouds on Fang Ruoyun's side came.

"Fang Fujin, please save us Gege!" Wan Yun came and knelt down with a crying voice.

Before Mao Tongtong could take a mouthful of porridge into his mouth, he hurriedly said, "What's wrong?" Get up and speak! ”

"We Gege have had a fever since last evening, and we can't use it after drinking a few bowls of ginger soup! It's all nonsense this morning! Side Fujin, quickly ask a doctor to come and give us a look! Wanyun looked anxious.

"Why did you only talk about the fever last evening?!" Mao Tongtong stood up and said, "If there is a good burn, can you afford it!" ”

"But, but Gege wouldn't let the slaves speak. Say yes, say yes and don't want to make trouble for Lord Belle! Wanyun was already crying.

In the middle of the night last night, she said that she came to find the eighth master, but Fang Ruoyun was still conscious at that time, and she was stunned. In the middle of the night, the stove in the dining room was extinguished, and there was no place to boil ginger soup. I can only carry it until this morning, but it turns out to burn even more!

If it weren't for Fang Ruoyun's delirium, I'm afraid she wouldn't have been allowed to come to the eighth master!

Who knew that the eighth master was not in the courtyard, so she begged Mao Tongtong.

"Nonsense!" Mao Tongtong frowned, and said to Qingzhu: "You go with her to see Fang Gege, I'll go and ask the imperial doctor." ”

It's not good to go out, you can call a doctor at any time in the house, but this doctor has to be invited. With her side Fujin's identity, she may not necessarily be invited. Fortunately, I had a friendship with Imperial Doctor Hu yesterday, and I should be able to sell her a face today.

Thinking like this, Mao Tongtong's steps were faster.