"On the Ninth Master's Mansion? It's not that something happened to Jiufujin, right? Mao Tongtong was surprised.

"I'll go down and have a look." The eighth master got out of the carriage as he spoke.

Mao Tongtong didn't sit still, and got out of the carriage together.

There were already minions lighting lanterns in front of the carriage of the ninth master behind, and the ninth master seemed to be holding a person.

"Ninth brother, what's wrong?" The eighth master walked over and said.

Jiu Ye looked anxious and said, "She suddenly fainted!" ”

It turned out that something really happened to Jiufujin. Before getting into the carriage, he fainted in the arms of the ninth master.

"Then what's the delay, hurry back home and let the doctor take a look!" Eight Masters said.

At this time, the palace door was closed, and it would be troublesome to enter the palace again to ask the imperial doctor. It's better to go straight back to the house.

"Ah, yes, yes." The Ninth Master nodded again and again.

He hadn't thought of that. It's just that Jiufujin suddenly fainted and confused him.

Mao Tongtong also came over this time, and was also startled when he saw Jiufujin fall in Jiu Ye's arms, and after thinking for a while, he still opened his mouth to remind, "Jiu Ye, don't be too bumpy in the carriage for a while." Jiufujin has only been pregnant for more than a month, and he can't stand it. ”

This is her own history of blood and tears. She didn't want Jiufujin to go through the same pain.

Jiu Ye was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said: "Thank you sister-in-law for reminding me!" ”

He just wanted to go back and let the doctor see him quickly, but he forgot about it.

The eighth master glanced back at Mao Tongtong, and a trace of distress flashed in his eyes.

Watching the Ninth Master hug Jiufujin into the carriage, Mao Tongtong and the Eighth Master got into their own carriage.

"I hope Jiufujin has nothing to do." Mao Tongtong muttered to himself.

"Yes, it'll be fine." The eighth master patted her on the back gently.

Leaning on the eighth master's arms, Mao Tongtong couldn't help sighing. I thought that today's Mid-Autumn Festival banquet ended smoothly, but I didn't want someone to have an accident.

A large part of the reason why Jiufujin looks like this is that he is tired.

Some people don't have any reaction in the first trimester, as if they are fine. But some people seem to be seriously ill, vomiting and sleeping, and there are people who can't even get out of bed.

Ten Fujin is estimated to be the former, and Jiufujin will be the latter if it is not good. Although he looks good this morning. But after all, she has just been diagnosed as pregnant, and many conditions of her body have not yet come out.

Today, I have been in the palace all day, and Jiufujin's introverted temperament is probably also a string in his head. This will leave the palace, and as soon as the spirit is relaxed, the physical discomfort will pour out.

"Master, I want to go and see Jiufujin tomorrow."

"Go ahead. If you are always on the move, go and see. ”

"Hmm." Mao Tongtong responded, and then closed his eyes and recuperated.

When he arrived at the gate of the house, Mao Tongtong really fell asleep again.

Seeing that she was sleeping sweetly, the eighth master shook his head with a smile, skillfully picked her up horizontally, and went all the way back to Yile Garden.

Gently put Mao Tongtong on the bed, the eighth master propped his hands on her side, stretched out a finger and scraped the bridge of her pretty nose, and laughed in a low voice: "I said that I would enjoy the moon and drink, but I slept first." ”

Mao Tongtong pouted, sniffed, and snorted again, but did not wake up.

The eighth master couldn't help laughing, turned around and ordered someone to fetch hot water, and prepare to wash Mao Tongtong.

In the main courtyard, Guo Luoluo stood alone under the pomegranate tree, looking up at the bright moon in the sky, with an unpredictable look on his face, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Fujin, it's late at night, go back to the house and rest." Pomegranate persuaded from the side.

Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, which should be a family reunion, lively and lively. But the main courtyard was deserted as if there was no one.

Of course, this has been the case for the past two years.

According to the rules, on the first and fifteenth days of each month, important festivals, the eighth master should come to the main courtyard. But this rule had been broken as early as when Guo Luo Luo was grounded.

Not to mention the Mid-Autumn Festival, even on Chinese New Year's Eve, this main courtyard is deserted.

Pomegranate glanced worriedly at Guo Luoluo, who did not respond.

Today, as usual, Guo Luoluo went to the small Buddha hall to recite the scriptures after dinner, and Pomegranate and Hibiscus waited outside for her to come out.

I thought that after chanting, I would wash and sleep. Who knew that Guo Luo Luo suddenly came out of the house, saying that he wanted to admire the moon.

Pomegranate and Hibiscus didn't feel anything wrong at that time. Mid-Autumn Festival, it is normal to appreciate the moon. The two of them also specially prepared some moon cakes and osmanthus cakes, and even asked Guo Luo Luo if he wanted to drink two glasses of wine.

Who knew that Guo Luo Luo said that he didn't need to prepare anything, just stood under the tree and looked at the moon in a daze. I watched this for half an hour.

Seeing that it was getting late and Guo Luo's family was still motionless, Pomegranate and Hibiscus felt that something was wrong. Only then did he come forward to persuade.

But Guo Luo Luo ignored it, and the two maids were a little anxious.

The two glanced at each other, and Fleur went to the back room to get a cloak and came out to put it on Guo Luoluo.

"Fujin, it's going to be autumn, it's cold at night, don't suffer the cold, let's go into the house and rest." Fleur couldn't help but say a word.

"You say, will Chang'e in the Guanghan Palace be lonely?" Guo Luo Luo said suddenly.

Pomegranate and Fleur were stunned, and the two didn't know how to answer this question.

After a moment of silence, Pomegranate opened her mouth, "The slave thinks she shouldn't feel lonely." Isn't Chang'e a god? Immortals don't talk about seven emotions and six desires, so they shouldn't be lonely. ”

Guo Luo Luo slowly turned his head to look at her, suddenly laughed, and said, "Yes! You're right! Where are the immortals that we ordinary people can compare. ”

As he spoke, the smile on Guo Luoluo's face became louder and louder, and his voice became louder and louder, and finally he burst into tears.

A hint of horror flashed in both Pomegranate and Fleur's eyes.

Generally, Guo Luoluo's appearance is a precursor to madness. Both of them stared at Guo Luo Luo, guarding against her next move.

But this time, Guo Luo Luo was not crazy. After a burst of oozing laughter, her voice slowly lowered again, and the smile on her face gradually disappeared, turning into a lonely look.

"Fujin." Pomegranate screamed uneasily.

"Let's go back to the house." Guo Luo Luo said lightly.

Her expression regained her composure, but the tears in the corners of her eyes stood out in the moonlight.

Pomegranate and Fleur didn't dare to say anything, so they could only silently follow her back to the house.

At night, the main courtyard was calm again. It's like nothing happened.

Yile Yuan also returned to quiet at this time. After the eighth master washed Mao Tongtong, he also washed up and went to bed.

Mao Tongtong is tired in the palace with his two children today, and he is not easy either.

There are so many brothers, and there are many princes of the clan, Baylor and the like to socialize. If it weren't for the pretense of cultivating my body before, I'm afraid I would have to drink a lot of wine today!

Just when he was about to hug Mao Tongtong into his arms, Mao Tongtong suddenly whimpered.