Nian took a long breath and said lightly, "Got it." ”

She was in no mood to care about the clever tricks in the words of the house doctor at this time, she just needed to know that her disease could be cured.

"Please prescribe medicine here." The waiter spoke.

The house doctor nodded, and went to the outside room to write the prescription with the waiter, while Nian slowly closed his eyes.

After prescribing the medicine and explaining the precautions for recuperation, the doctor went back to Yile Yuan to report the situation. Even if the eighth master and Mao Tongtong didn't wait, he had to explain the situation to Qingzhu or Qingmei. After all, Yile Yuan sent someone to call him to check his pulse today, and he had to give a reply.

But I didn't want to, when I arrived at Yile Garden, the eighth master and Mao Tongtong had not rested.

After listening to the simple report of the house doctor on Nian's illness, Mao Tongtong didn't know what to say except for a sigh.

"Heal as much as you can." The eighth master is just as simple as that.

It's just that after the doctor retreated, the two sat for a while without speaking.

Mao Tongtong didn't know what to say, but the eighth master was sitting there not knowing what he was thinking.

The room was quiet, so quiet that there was a hint of embarrassment in the air.

After a long time, Mao Tongtong spoke: "Master, do you want to take a look?" ”

The eighth master suddenly looked sideways, looking a little surprised, obviously he didn't expect Mao Tongtong to say this.

"I don't want to go." The eighth master shook his head slightly.

Mao Tongtong raised her eyebrows, if you don't want to, who are you thinking about just now? But as far as the relationship between the eighth master and her current is concerned, if the eighth master really wants to go, just say it generously, she will not stop it, and there is no need to lie.

But the eighth master didn't explain what he was out of his mind just now, but said: "It's not early, go to sleep." ”

"Okay." Mao Tongtong didn't ask. For what the eighth master didn't want to say, there was no point in her asking.

Even if the relationship between the two people is good, there are still some things that they don't want to say?

Seeing Mao Tongtong get up and ask Qingzhu to ask someone to prepare hot water for washing, the corners of the eighth master's mouth hooked.

He just sighed in his heart. Although he didn't like Nian's, he suddenly heard that she was sick, and she was not lightly ill, and he still felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. If Nian hadn't been assigned to him as a side blessing, would this be a different scene? Or, if he is a person who is evenly wet with rain and dew, is the situation different?

It's just that he himself never thought that one day he would become an infatuated species, and only spoil one woman. So, now this exclamation also seems a little ridiculous. However, he has already expressed his mind to the fourth master, and in the future, he will resolutely not enter the draft. Regardless of whether these women will be pointed to others or go home to marry, as long as they do not enter his backyard, they will not be delayed by him.

And now there are women in the backyard, he can only ensure that they have no worries about food and clothing until they grow old in this life, and as for the rest, he can't afford it.

"Master, come and wash up." Mao Tongtong's gentle voice interrupted the eighth master's thoughts.

"Okay, come on." The eighth master smiled slightly.

In the blink of an eye, it is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and there are eight masters who have returned from victory, so it is natural to hold a lively palace banquet. The eighth master didn't want to take Mao Tongtong into the palace, for fear that she would be tired, but Mao Tongtong insisted on being together.

"Don't you like this kind of banquet the most on weekdays? What's going on today? The eighth master asked curiously.

"I've been bored in the house for a long time, and I want to go out for a walk and see the excitement." Mao Tongtong said with a smile.

"Can you eat it physically?" The eighth master said with some worry.

"It's okay, it's been three months, and the fetus looks pretty good." Mao Tongtong said with a smile, and whispered in the ear of the eighth master: "Actually, I don't want to be separated from the master, and I spend the Mid-Autumn Festival alone in the house." ”

I haven't been separated from the eighth master for nearly three months for a long time, and it is a special period of pregnancy, so after the eighth master came back this time, Mao Tongtong was very sticky to the eighth master. As long as the eighth master is in the mansion, she doesn't want to leave the eighth master.

The Mid-Autumn Festival is a day for family reunions, and if she is alone in the house looking at the moon, it will really go crazy. Therefore, she was willing to go to the palace banquet. At least being able to sit next to the eighth master, even if it is to watch the boring song and dance performance, is also a kind of happiness.

"Tongtong." The eighth master held her hand, only to feel that his heart trembled when he said this, "Okay, then let's go together." After a pause, the eighth master lowered his voice again and said, "I don't want to be separated from Tongtong either." ”

A smile bloomed on Mao Tongtong's lips, and when the eighth master's face retreated, he quickly kissed him on the lips.

The eighth master was obviously surprised, and when he looked down, he saw the sly gaze in Mao Tongtong's eyes.

Since both of them were going, they simply brought the children with them.

Hongwang is no stranger to such banquets. As the eldest son of the eighth master, he has entered the palace more than once to participate in various activities. But Yalich felt very novel, after all, this was the first time she had attended a palace banquet since she was born.

A family of four sat in the carriage, talking and laughing along the way, which was very warm.

When he arrived at the gate of the palace, the eighth master took the lead in getting out of the car, and then took the two children down, and then reached out to lead Mao Tongtong and carefully helped her out of the carriage.

"Starling!"

As soon as he stood firm, he heard someone shouting behind him.

The eighth master and Mao Tongtong raised their eyes and saw that the ninth master and the ninth fujin had just gotten out of the carriage.

"Ninth brother!" The eighth master smiled and said hello, but his hand did not let go of Mao Tongtong.

Jiu Ye glanced at it, raised his eyebrows slightly, stepped forward and nodded to Mao Tongtong, "Little sister-in-law." ”

"Nine masters are good, nine blessings are good." Mao Tongtong smiled and saluted.

Jiufujin also noticed the eighth master's movements, and a trace of envy flashed in his eyes. This is at the gate of the palace, and the eighth master is reluctant to put down his hand, which shows how much affection the two have.

Since they met, everyone entered the palace together. The Ninth Master and the Ninth Fujin noticed that the Eighth Master actually supported Mao Tongtong all the way, with that cautious look, how could he see that something was wrong.

You must know that the ninth master is also there, at this time, the eighth master and the ninth master are in front, and Mao Tongtong and Jiufujin are behind. But today, the eighth master is unusual, and he has to be noticed.

Mao Tongtong also noticed Jiufujin's frequent glances, Rao is thick-skinned, and she blushed a little embarrassed. Looking sideways at the eighth master's calm appearance, he thought about it, and when Jiufujin looked at it again, he quietly pointed to his stomach!

Jiufujin's eyes widened suddenly, Mao Tongtong followed and nodded, and then Jiufujin looked surprised! But soon, a smile appeared on her face and she whispered, "Congratulations"

"What?" The ninth master's ears were also pointed, and he heard it all at once.

"Thank you." Mao Tongtong smiled and said to Jiufu Jin.