Although Tong Jiashi is relatively wooden, he is not stupid. Guessing Fang Ruoyun's thoughts, she didn't want to say more to her. Because she knew in her heart that this kind of opportunity would be rare for her to have in the future.

"Actually, I just coincidental, I don't have time to catch up with Fujin and side Fujin. Otherwise, how could I have this opportunity. I'm taking advantage of the one who is more advanced than you. Tong Jiashi said with a smile.

"That's not what I said. It's still Lord Baylor who values it, and my sister has this opportunity. Fang Ruoyun said.

In fact, in her heart, she should be more suitable for this matter than Tong Jiashi. You must know that when she was at home, she deliberately learned it. At that time, her mother would also let her hold her own banquet. From writing posts for guests, to seating arrangements, to banquet dishes, etc., she does it herself. Although the royal baptism banquet is more grand, there are regulations, and she believes that she can do it well!

It's a pity that she didn't have a chance to show it at all. The eighth master has prejudices against her from the beginning, and he can't see her good at all! Even Tong Jia, who was born as a small official, can gain face, but the daughter of her dignified prefect family can only stay in the empty room alone, staring at it with blank eyes.

Fang Ruoyun called it an imbalance in her heart. But no matter how unbalanced it is, this breath has to be swallowed first. If she wants to turn over, she has to find an opportunity, not mess with herself first.

"What the hell is Fang Gege trying to say today?" Tong Jiashi was too lazy to be perfunctory, raised his eyebrows and looked at Fang Ruoyun, and simply said, "It's just such a thing to wash the three banquets." To put it bluntly, it doesn't have much to do with us, do you inquire so carefully, are you sorry that you couldn't participate? Or do you feel jealous to see me go? ”

Fang Ruoyun didn't expect Tong Jiashi to break the matter. This is completely out of the ordinary! Wouldn't someone of her temperament maintain a harmonious atmosphere on the face? How can you say it so bluntly?

Fang Ruoyun was defenseless for a while, and was stunned and did not reply. Tong Jiashi looked at her and smiled, and said, "I was nervous all day yesterday, and I was too tired to do it." I still want to rest more today, if Fang Gege doesn't have anything to ask, can you let me rest? ”

"Sorry to interrupt!" Fang Ruoyun came back to her senses, her face was blue and red for a while. But when it comes to this, if she can still sit down, that cheek is too thick!

Seeing that she got up and was about to leave, Tong Jiashi also got up to see her off, and when she walked to the door of the house, Tong Jiashi suddenly spoke: "Fang Gege, Lord Beile's feelings for Fang Fujin are deeper than you think. ”

Fang Ruoyun glanced back at her in some surprise, but Tong Jiashi didn't speak again, as if the sentence just now was Fang Ruoyun's auditory hallucination.

When she returned to the house, Fang Ruoyun sat and drank tea, thinking about what Tong Jiashi had just said, and suddenly smiled.

Affection? How much affection can a man have for a woman? Did she Mao Tongtong share the joys and sorrows with the eighth master? Or did it bring any help to the eighth master? What about life-saving grace? Wait until the person is old and yellow, where does the man remember this!

Tong Jia's words as a loser have no reference meaning! She Fang Ruoyun would not admit defeat so easily!

However, when she was just igniting her fighting spirit, Wanyun brought back a piece of news.

"What? Fujin was grounded for a year? Did you hear it right? Fang Ruoyun was so shocked that she even knocked over the teacup in her hand, and she didn't even notice that the tea had spilled on her body.

Wanyun wiped Fang Ruoyun's clothes and said, "The slave didn't believe it when she first heard it, and she went out of her way to ask." It was indeed an order from Lord Baylor! ”

"How is that possible? Yesterday, I also held three washing banquets! Lord Belle didn't say that he didn't pay attention to it because Da Gege was a girl? Fang Ruoyun really couldn't understand what happened this night!

Guo Luo Luo is her only reliance in this mansion! Although she disappointed Guo Luoluo, she could only continue to find opportunities from Guo Luoluo. And she also believes that Guo Luo Luo will help her in the end! Because she is the only chess piece that Guo Luo Luo can use in this backyard.

When she learned the standard of the three feasts, she was still a little happy in her heart. Although Guo Luo Luo was not favored, the eighth master did not ignore her big personality! What does this mean? It shows that the eighth master still gives Guo Luo Luo's fortune decent! And she was right to choose Guo Luo Luo as her backer!

But now this news has overturned her cognition!

Guo Luo Luo was grounded by the eighth master when he was still in confinement, which is not decent at all! Then how did she find a chance to get close to the eighth master through Guo Luo Luo's clan?

"Do you know what's going on?" Fang Ruoyun asked.

Wanyun shook his head and said, "This slave didn't inquire about it. I heard that it was Lord Baylor's order last night. ”

"Last night? Could it be that what happened at the baptismal feast? Fang Ruoyun said thoughtfully: "That's not right, you don't need Fujin to come forward for the three banquets, what can happen?" ”

After thinking about it for a long time and not coming up with a result, Fang Ruoyun glanced at Tong Jia's house opposite, and couldn't help but say: "Hmph, she must know, but she deliberately didn't say it just now!" ”

Wanyun lowered his head and picked up the broken teacup on the ground, but did not speak. Since Lord Belle only gave an order and did not explain the reason, he obviously didn't want everyone to know. If you really bother to inquire, it would not be good to let Lord Belle know.

Guo Luoluo's punishment completely disrupted Fang Ruoyun's plan, and she couldn't help but fall silent, looking for another opportunity.

Although the capital is out of ambush in August, the weather is still hot. Mao Tongtong couldn't blow the wind or get out of bed because of confinement, and the taste was really uncomfortable. Although there was ice on the outside, the cool air was not enough to reach the inside.

"Mama, do you have to sit for a month?" Mao Tongtong looked at Mama Luo pleadingly.

"Master, for the sake of your body, it's best to sit for a month. Take care of your body so that it will not affect the future conception of children. The master insisted on it again, and the month was over soon. Mama Luo persuaded.

Mao Tongtong also knew that it was all for her good, even if Mama Luo agreed, the eighth master would not agree to let her be liberated in advance. It's just that she muttered two sentences because she was really uncomfortable.

"Hey, it seems that I will have to pick a time to have a child in the future. You must not choose to be confined in the summer, it is too uncomfortable. Mao Tongtong said with a bitter face.

Mama Luo couldn't help laughing, "This can't be blamed by the master." When you can conceive a child depends on the will of God. ”

"Mama, just let me fantasize for a while." Mao Tongtong said coquettishly.

Although there are many modern ways to estimate the approximate time. But she was still a yellow flower girl, and she had never been exposed to this knowledge at all. You can't do it even if you want to. I can only hope that God will favor her so that she can avoid summer in the future.

"Master, if you are really bored, find a literate slave to read the book to you." Mama Luo came up with an idea.