The ninth master watched the two of them play dumb riddles, and became more and more confused, and the eighth master explained with a smile at this time: "I'm going to be Ama again." ”

The Ninth Master was stunned for a moment, and suddenly laughed, "That's really going to congratulate the starling!" No wonder starlings are so cautious today! ”

The smile on the eighth master's face was even worse, and Mao Tongtong's face was even more flushed.

Today's Mid-Autumn Festival banquet is partly for the eighth and tenth masters to celebrate, plus the fourteenth master has returned to Beijing, so the palace banquet is not only the royal family, but also the important ministers in the court. Therefore, Shufangzhai, which holds family banquets on weekdays, is a little crowded, so it is placed on the square outside the Baohe Palace.

As the sun goes down, night falls, and the feast officially begins. Listening to the sound of silk and bamboo, watching the song and dance performance, Mao Tongtong was still in a very happy mood.

"Is it cold?" There was a soft inquiry from the eighth master in his ears.

After all, it is outside, and it is already autumn, although the temperature is not low under the sun during the day, but it is still a little cool at night.

"Master, the body temperature of pregnant women is higher than that of ordinary people!" Mao Tongtong smiled and said, "I'm not cold!" When it comes to the master, drink two glasses less, so as not to go back at night and have a headache. ”

There are a lot of people who come to the eighth master to toast today, and she is really worried that the eighth master is drunk.

The eighth master was still not at ease, and touched Mao Tongtong's hand again, which was really warm, so he smiled reassuringly: "With you and the children today, I won't get drunk." ”

Mao Tongtong smiled and was about to speak, when she saw that someone came to toast the eighth master, so she didn't bother and concentrated on enjoying the performance.

"Cousin." Chen Ruyu didn't know when she stood by Mao Tongtong's side.

Mao Tongtong looked at Chen Ruyu with some surprise, and saw the latter smile and said, "Is it strange to see me?" ”

"I really didn't expect it." Mao Tongtong replied truthfully.

"Can you have a drink?" Chen Ruyu smiled and raised the wine glass in his hand.

"I'm sorry, I can't drink today." Mao Tongtong smiled.

"What's wrong? Not feeling well? Chen Ruyu frowned slightly.

Mao Tongtong didn't answer, but raised his glass, "Replace wine with tea, okay?" ”

"Of course!" Chen Ruyu smiled and took the lead in drinking the wine in the cup.

Mao Tongtong also took a sip of warm water.

Chen Ruyu glanced at the eighth master next to him, and lowered her voice to Mao Tongtong: "Did you talk to the eighth master?" ”

Mao Tongtong was stunned, she didn't expect Chen Ruyu to ask about it again.

She really didn't tell the eighth master, thinking that it would not be too late to talk about it when the matter came, but she didn't want Chen Ruyu to be so anxious.

"I know it's difficult, but you promised." Chen Ruyu's face changed slightly.

"I don't regret it." Mao Tongtong hurriedly said: "I'm just, just waiting for the right opportunity." ”

"Really?" Chen Ruyu seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Of course. I will not go back on what I promised. Mao Tongtong said.

"That's good." Chen Ruyu glanced at her fixedly, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "I have a rare chance to come out, and there are even fewer opportunities to meet you." I could see it today, so I couldn't help but come over and ask. You, don't mind. ”

Looking at Chen Ruyu, who was so eager to plan for her daughter, and then looking at her cautious appearance, Mao Tongtong suddenly felt a little sad.

Although she didn't like Chen Ruyu's calculations, and she didn't like her previous arrogance and arrogance, seeing her now, she suddenly missed the previous Chen Ruyu! At least that Chen Ruyu is wanton and angular.

But years of palace fighting life finally smoothed the edges and corners of the once vivid girl, and her eyes were full of vicissitudes.

"I know you're a woman." Mao Tongtong made a serious promise: "I said that I can't guarantee that this thing will be done, but I promise you to tell the prince, and I will definitely say it." ”

"Thank you." Chen Ruyu had a smile on her face.

There was only one person she could ask for now. For the sake of her daughter, she didn't mind face for a long time. When I was young, I was competitive and competitive, as if I was in a dream.

The eighth master had just finished talking to a person at this time, and when he saw Chen Ruyu standing beside Mao Tongtong, he frowned slightly. He didn't like Mao Tongtong's cousin, and he knew that the relationship between the two was not good. So he always felt that Chen Ruyu came to find Mao Tongtong, and it was nothing good.

"I've seen the prince!" Chen Ruyu smiled and saluted.

The eighth master nodded slightly, and he accepted this gift.

"Then I won't bother the prince and Fang Fujin." She didn't say anything more and said goodbye with a smile. She can still feel the dislike of the eighth master. After staying in the palace for so many years, I still have this bit of vision.

"What did she come to you for?" The eighth master glanced at Chen Ruyu's departing back and asked.

"It's rare to meet, come and say a few words." Mao Tongtong said with a smile.

The eighth master raised his eyebrows, obviously not believing it.

"I'll talk about it when I get back!" Mao Tongtong knew that he couldn't hide it, and said with a smile.

Seeing Mao Tongtong like this, the eighth master didn't ask much. As long as it doesn't make Mao Tongtong unhappy, he doesn't care.

A moment after the feast began, the moon slowly crept into the sky.

Today is a good day with a bright moon and sparse stars, which is perfect for moon viewing. Watching the moon as round as a silver plate hanging in the dark sky is really eye-catching. It's just that the moonlight is not as warm as the sun, and it is always a little cold.

"Master, I want to go back tomorrow to see Ama and Eniang." Mao Tongtong said suddenly.

married to her husband, and met the identity of the eighth master, she has not spent the Mid-Autumn Festival with the Chen family and Mao Chengyun for many years.

On the day when the family was supposed to be reunited, she couldn't go back, and Mao Mingxuan was not in Beijing, only the old couple depended on each other, thinking about it, she felt quite unbearable.

"Okay." The eighth master agreed very happily. In days like this, there are few people who don't miss their families.

Mao Tongtong raised his head and glanced at Mingyue again, and said silently in his heart: "Mom, little brother, are you okay?" Do you remember me? ”

Her memories of them have begun to blur, does that mean they don't remember her anymore?

It's okay if you don't remember, if you don't remember, you won't be sad about losing her anymore, right?

"Tongtong is sad?" The eighth master's hand caressed the corner of her eye, taking away a tear that had just come out.

"Ah, no!" Mao Tongtong sniffed and said with a smile: "It's just that the wind is blind." ”

A trace of distress flashed in the eighth master's eyes, smiled, and held her hand without asking.

It wasn't the first time he had seen Mao Tongtong look like that. Sad, reluctant, nostalgic, and seems to be a little confused. The eyes didn't know where they were looking, as if they wanted to see through the sky and beyond.

Sometimes he really wants to dig out this secret that makes Mao Tongtong sad. But he couldn't bear to dig up the secret. The secret that can make Mao Tongtong bury the secret in his heart alone for so long is obviously not a pleasant secret.