"Why not." The eighth master smiled: "The assassin's matter has been resolved, let's just go back to Beijing later, so it's okay." ”

"That couldn't be better." Mao Tongtong suddenly smiled.

If you can leave the royal army and go to Yangzhou as a family, of course, it will be more comfortable and fun.

With the guarantee of the eighth master, the idea in Mao Tongtong's heart was lost, and he only waited for the end of the sacrifice with peace of mind.

The second sacrifice to the sky was six days later, and Mao Tongtong couldn't help but fold his hands and pray to God when the eighth master went out. Although she doesn't believe in gods and Buddhas on weekdays, she can feel more at ease by burning incense temporarily.

"Tongtong don't worry. It's going to be okay this time. The eighth master smiled and shook her hand.

The assassins' dens have been smashed, and if they can still be assassinated, then I really don't know whether to say that they are unlucky, or the emperor of the fourth master is too unpopular with the people.

Seeing the eighth master go out with Hongwang again, Mao Tongtong stood with her mouth pursed for a while, until the figures of the two masters were completely invisible, and she sighed leisurely.

"Fujin, why don't you go out for a walk, the prince and the eldest brother will return in the evening." Ome Road. Going out for a walk is a distraction, so that you don't always want to think about things.

"Forget it." Mao Tongtong shook his head, "Bring me the purse that I embroidered half." "Embroidery is more calming.

Waiting is always painful. Mao Tongtong frequently wandered today, and even pricked his finger twice, and he had to keep embroidering his purse. I couldn't calm down, and the begonia flowers in the purse were embroidered and deformed.

"It's true that the older you get, the more useless you become." Mao Tongtong smiled self-deprecatingly.

"It's normal for Fujin to be worried, after all, something happened before." Qingmei comforted.

"In the past, it was said that after a woman became a mother, her tears would become lower, and people would become worried. I don't believe it yet! Now it's really a slap in the face. Mao Tongtong muttered in a low voice.

Qingmei didn't hear clearly, and it was difficult to persuade her, so she poured a cup of hot tea for Mao Tongtong.

As the sun set, the sky gradually darkened, and Mao Tongtong felt cold on his fingertips while holding hot tea. Fortunately, footsteps sounded outside the house at the right time, and it was the eighth master who came back with Hongwang.

A day of fear is finally over.

On the second day after the end of the festival, the eighth master brought the fourth master the latest decision on the itinerary. He did not plan to return to Beijing early, but decided to continue south.

"The fourth brother probably thinks that this is the first southern tour after ascending the throne, and he has to go farther." Eight Masters said.

"It's good, too. It's safer to follow a large army. Mao Tongtong smiled and was not disappointed. As long as you can go to Yangzhou.

People say that they are cowardly in their hometowns, and Mao Tongtong now has an experience. Although there are no relatives in Yangzhou, when I think of the place where I have stayed for three years, I still have a different emotion in my heart.

"Master, how many days will we stay in Yangzhou this time?"

"Yangzhou shouldn't stay too long, it's estimated that it will take three or five days, and then I will go to Jiangling." Eight Masters said.

"Three or five days!" Mao Tongtong muttered to herself, she thought that Yangzhou would be the last stop and she could stay for a few more days.

"After arriving in Yangzhou, there should be a day to meet with local officials, and the rest of the time you should be able to accompany you." Eight Masters said.

"Not bad, either." Mao Tongtong said with a smile. People have to be content, and it is rare for her to have the opportunity to come back again, and she can't ask for too much. Yangzhou is not big, and two or three days is enough for her to be nostalgic.

However, the sky is not beautiful, and it rained continuously on the day of Yangzhou Day, and it was wet everywhere, which was really not suitable for going out to play.

When it came to the eighth master, they did not delay their meeting with the officials, and they were busy all day before coming back.

"Master, it's raining." Mao Tongtong's face was depressed.

"Isn't it normal for spring rain to continue?" The eighth master didn't care.

"It's not convenient to go out when it's raining." Mao Tongtong's face was listless.

Thinking about the way to Yangzhou, she was looking forward to a good walk, and even planned to visit those places in the past two days, what delicious foods to eat, and also wanted to take a day to go to Ama and Eniang of Zhao Furong.

"Umbrella is enough, and besides, there is a carriage!" The eighth master comforted.

"It's not convenient to take the children." Mao Tongtong said.

It's okay to say that Hongwang is older, Yali is still young, not to mention Chun'er. This kind of weather is obviously not suitable for going out with children.

"Tomorrow get up and look at the weather. If it's raining, you can go to the restaurant. If it's fine, let's go out for a walk. "The eighth master said.

Mao Tongtong glanced at the continuous spring rain outside and felt that it was unlikely to stop.

"Didn't Tongtong say before that the rain walk has a different flavor? Why do you dislike it again now? The eighth master rested his chin on her shoulder and laughed in a low voice.

Mao Tongtong's neck was itchy by the hot breath exhaled by the eighth master, and he subconsciously tilted his head, and said: "This time and that time, after having a child, I think about it differently!" ”

"The child can stay in the house." Eight Masters said.

Now that there are more children, Mao Tongtong spends more and more thoughts on them, and the eighth master is inevitably a little jealous. But the old man is jealous of his children, and it's a joke to say it. So the eighth master will not say it explicitly, but from time to time he will encourage Mao Tongtong to leave the child.

"How's that going to work!" Mao Tongtong decisively refused, "This is not in the capital, the children were originally in a strange environment, how can they be left here alone." ”

A trace of helplessness flashed in the eighth master's eyes, he knew that this would be the result. sighed silently in his heart and said, "Ye is talking about it, how can I really throw them down." ”

In the evening, the rain became heavier and heavier, and it had changed from a silent drizzle to a crackling rain.

"Oh my God, it's against me!" Mao Tongtong couldn't help but put a finger in his heart!

The road out of the capital is sunny, but it starts to rain in Yangzhou! It's just too much!

The eighth master couldn't help but laugh when he saw her angry appearance, touched her head and said, "Okay, isn't it raining, it's a knife, the master will accompany you out, okay?" ”

Mao Tongtong pursed his mouth, "Ye said so, of course it's okay!" ”

Seeing that she was still a little depressed, the eighth master kissed her on the mouth and said with a smile: "You, you are really not satisfied." I was worried about whether I could come back, but now that I'm back, I don't like the weather. ”

This made sense, Mao Tongtong couldn't help blushing slightly, and muttered in a low voice, "People are originally greedy." Otherwise, how can there be people who are not enough to swallow the elephant. ”

"Alright, go to bed early. Otherwise, Ming'er wouldn't have the energy to go out. The eighth master smiled and kissed her forehead again, and took the person into his arms.

The rainy night in late spring was still a little cool, the eighth master's embrace was warm and steady, and Mao Tongtong soon fell asleep.

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