Out of the Qianqing Palace, the eighth master walked all the way to the outside of the palace. It wasn't until he walked to the gate of the palace that he remembered that he had forgotten to greet Concubine Liang first. But when you look up at the sky, it's not too early for lunch. If you turn back to visit Concubine Liang, you won't be able to go back to the house for dinner.

After only being entangled for a moment, the eighth master decided to go home!

has been away for more than two months, and what he wants to see most now is Mao Tongtong and Tuan Tuan!

Hurry up to the house, and when he turned the corner and saw the people standing at the door of his house, the eighth master's mood became excited.

There is no need to get closer, just by the outline, the eighth master knows that it is Mao Tongtong who is standing at the door! He had been thinking about people for more than two months.

The horse under the crotch trotted all the way over, and the eighth master really saw Mao Tongtong with a smile on his face.

"Tongtong, the master is back!" The eighth master jumped off the horse and walked in front of Mao Tongtong in a few big steps.

"Well, I'm back." Mao Tongtong nodded, with a smile on his face, but tears slipped from his eyes.

The eighth master stretched out his hand and hugged the person in his arms, and said softly: "Tongtong doesn't cry, isn't the master coming back safely." ”

Mao Tongtong hugged the eighth master's waist hard, the armor on his body was very hard, and her arm hurt. But she still hugged hard, reluctant to separate. The familiar smell between her noses made her burst into tears even more.

The eighth master patted her back lightly and said with a smile: "Tongtong, this is at the gate!" Can we go into the house and talk about it? ”

Mao Tongtong was not shy, but said with a little pleading: "Master, let me hold it for a while." ”

Hearing this prayer made the eighth master's heart hurt. Where is he willing to joke, just quietly hugging Mao Tongtong.

After a while, Mao Tongtong let go of the eighth master, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and smiled at the eighth master: "I really feel like a dream." I didn't expect my grandfather to return to Beijing before winter. ”

"Yes! This time it went well. The eighth master smiled and took her hand, and the two entered the house together.

Both of them were talking along the way, as if they were going to tell everything that had happened in the past few days.

Mao Tongtong laughed for a while, and couldn't help crying for a while, seeing that the eighth master was more and more distressed.

"It's been a hard time these days."

"What did you say? I didn't do anything in the house. By the time it was the master, it was dark and thin. You have to make up for it. Mao Tongtong looked at the eighth master's black and thinned face, and his face was also full of distress.

Both of them only have each other in their eyes, completely ignoring the existence of the person next to them. Even the nurse came over with a tuantuan, and the eyes of the two were still glued to each other.

"E-niang!" Tuan Tuan saw that Mao Tongtong was being hugged by the eighth master, and immediately screamed.

He is now over a year and a half old, and he speaks very clearly. Looking at the eighth master's armor, he only felt strange. Thinking that his mother was hugged by a strange man, he couldn't help but feel jealous.

"Tuan Tuan, come on! This is Amma! Amma is back! Mao Tongtong smiled and beckoned to him.

"Tuan Tuan has grown so big!" The eighth master also stretched out his hand, "Come, let Ama hug you, see how heavy you are now!" ”

But Tuan Tuan looked at the eighth master with a defensive gaze, and subconsciously hid in Mao Tongtong's arms.

"You don't know me again?" The eighth master was a little injured.

"He's still young. Ye has been away from the mansion for so long, where does he remember. It's good to get familiar with it for two days. Mao Tongtong said.

The eighth master actually knows it. When he and Mao Tongtong just came back from Chengde, Tuan Tuan didn't know them anymore. It took two days to get acquainted with it. This is no wonder Tuan Tuan, but he can only be blamed for not staying in the house for a few days before leaving Beijing again.

"Tuan Tuan, this is Amma. Do you remember that Eniang showed you a painting? This is the Amma in the painting. Mao Tongtong said patiently to Tuan Tuan.

"Did you paint a portrait of your grandfather?" The eighth master asked.

Mao Tongtong smiled a little embarrassedly and said, "The level is limited, and the painting is not good." And the master I drew was wearing civilian clothes. Now that the master is wearing armor, it's no wonder that Tuan Tuan doesn't know him. ”

Speaking of which, this is the first time Mao Tongtong has seen the eighth master wearing armor. When she first entered Beijing, the eighth master also returned from the expedition. She originally followed Chen Ruyu and the others to watch the excitement, but she fell down, didn't see anything as nothing, and made jokes.

But this kind of trouble, she won't take it out and tell the eighth master.

"I've never seen Tongtong paint a portrait of me, so take a look at it." The eighth master was very interested.

Mao Tongtong's painting skills are still good. Just look at the embroidery patterns she painted. I don't know how she paints people!

Who knew that Mao Tongtong didn't plan to show him, but changed the topic and said: "It should be very hard for the master to come back." I've asked people to prepare hot water, so I'll take a shower first, and I'll have lunch later. ”

The eighth master smiled and did not insist any longer. Anyway, there will always be a chance to see it later. He nodded and said, "I want to take a bath." Sleeping in the open on the way, I really didn't have a chance to take a good bath. However, the master has to serve Tongtong. ”

The eighth master's somewhat coquettish tone made Mao Tongtong's face redden, and he said coquettishly: "As soon as the master comes back, he will be used to instructing me!" ”

Although it was a reluctant tone, Mao Tongtong had already gotten up.

When he was standing by the bathtub and preparing to undress, the eighth master suddenly regretted asking Mao Tongtong to serve him to bathe!

Because he remembered that although the scab on his left arm had fallen off, the scar was obvious. And that one wound is on top of the old one, and the two scars are juxtaposed side by side, which looks particularly obvious.

He originally wanted to hide it from Mao Tongtong. I thought that after a while, the scar faded and looked inconspicuous, and the matter would pass.

But this will mean that it is too late to wait without Mao Tongtong, but I am afraid that it will arouse more suspicion. Now I only pray that the mist of hot water is so strong that Mao Tongtong can't notice the injury.

But he ignores a woman's thoughts and worries about someone who has been returning for a long time.

There is no need for the eighth master to open his mouth today, Mao Tongtong had planned to personally serve the eighth master to bathe. Because only at this time can she carefully look at the eighth master's whole body to see if he has any injuries to hide.

Therefore, the eighth master's luck psychology is obviously useless. When he saw Mao Tongtong's eyes looking at him like a searchlight, he knew that he couldn't hide it.

"Ahem, that, Tongtong, master, I forgot to tell you something." The eighth master decided to take the initiative to confess.

"Master said." Mao Tongtong didn't care, and was rubbing the back of the eighth master.

"That, when I first went, I also lost the battle." Eight Masters said.

"Defeated?" Mao Tongtong shook his hand, the eighth master didn't mention this matter in the letter.

"yes, defeat. The first battle I had just gone to was lost. The eighth master smiled and said. Looking back now, it's indifferent. But at the beginning, he really felt very frustrated.