"Ye had a dream yesterday, and I dreamed that you were gone, and I took away two jars of osmanthus wine, leaving me and the child behind." The eighth master was wronged.

"I also care about dreams!" Mao Tongtong couldn't cry or laugh.

"But Tongtong said last night that he would take osmanthus wine away, and he would also take me and the child with him." The eighth master said again.

"Really?" Mao Tongtong laughed, "Of course I will take my master and the children together!" What else did I say yesterday? ”

"You were so drunk yesterday! And babbling that you have a big secret that you can't tell me yet! "The eighth master thought that it was funny last night.

Mao Tongtong listened to it tightly, and hurriedly asked, "Then what secret did I say in the end?" ”

"Got it!" The eighth master smiled: "You said that you were three hundred years later!" ”

Mao Tongtong chuckled in her heart, and her face turned white! How much alcohol did she drink yesterday, how could she say this?

The eighth master hadn't noticed her expression yet, and was still talking to himself, "Tell me what scripts you've been reading lately!" Or three hundred years later? Why don't you say you're from the Tang Dynasty? ”

"Hehe, isn't that too much drinking?" Mao Tongtong smiled unnaturally, nervous in his heart! How did the secret that had been kept for twenty years come out all at once?

Seeing that her face was wrong, the eighth master couldn't help but say, "Is there anything uncomfortable with your body?" ”

"Nope." Mao Tongtong hurriedly denied it, and when she saw that the eighth master looked at her with concern, she hurriedly said: "Ah, yes, it's a little, and my head is still a little dizzy." ”

"If you still want to sleep for a while." The eighth master didn't think much about it, he just thought that she was really unwell.

"Oh, no. Maybe it's because I've slept too much, so I'll get up and take a walk. Mao Tongtong hurriedly got out of bed.

Her heart is pounding right now! I was shocked by what the eighth master just said!

I drank too much yesterday and told the truth, will I say it again in the future? She's really going to pay attention! If there is a next time, I'm afraid the eighth master won't think she is looking at the script!

All day long, Mao Tongtong was a little frightened. She was afraid that the eighth master would ask about some of the things he had drunk last night. She actually wanted to ask the eighth master what else she had to say. But she didn't dare ask. I'm afraid that the eighth master will say something scary again.

And the eighth master saw that she was in a trance, and only thought it was the sequelae of yesterday's hangover, so he didn't think much about it, and finally made Mao Tongtong feel relieved. This secret, which has been hidden for many years, has not been exposed, and can continue to be hidden.

As soon as autumn passed, Mao Tongtong, the eighth master and the children returned to Beijing, and they wanted to return to Beijing as soon as possible before the winter. Otherwise, the weather will be too cold, and the road will be sinned.

When I returned to the capital, I happened to encounter the first snow of this winter. Fortunately, I went home immediately, and I didn't freeze when I arrived.

Tong Jiashi had already received the letter sent back by the eighth master, and had already prepared everything in the house to welcome the work, and when Mao Tongtong and them arrived, they could comfortably eat a hot meal, take a hot bath, and then sleep in the house that was burned warm by the earth dragon.

"No wonder the common people say that the golden nest and the silver nest are not as good as their own kennels. After going out for so long, lying in this bed again, I found that it was still the best at home. Mao Tongtong looked at the familiar curtain above his head and said with infinite emotion.

"Then will we go out of the capital next year?" The eighth master asked with a smile.

When he didn't retire before, Mao Tongtong seemed to be very yearning for the outside world. On weekdays, love and the queen get together to talk about the customs and customs of various places. It seems that there is some kind of flood beast in the capital, and they are not treated by them. I didn't expect to go out this time, and I could hear her say good things about the capital, which is really rare.

Who knew that Mao Tongtong said very happily: "Go out!" In the future, we can go out for half a year and stay in the capital for half a year. When Hongwang gets married, there is someone in charge in the house, we can also find a place we like to live in for two or three years and then return to Beijing! ”

"That's done." The eighth master nodded, "Yali is not as comfortable as he is now when he gets married in the future, so it's better to follow us more." Chun'er is still young, and his enlightenment master can teach him. ”

"That's right! That's what I thought. Mao Tongtong smiled and lay on the chest of the eighth master, "While we are still young and can walk, let's take a good look at this great river and mountain!" When we are old, we can't walk anymore, and these experiences are enough for us to reminisce! ”

The eighth master thought about the scene described by Mao Tongtong, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but bend.

Yes, when the two of them are too old to walk, they can still sit together and talk about the places they have walked together. That picture is very heartwarming to think.

The day after returning to Beijing, the eighth master and Mao Tongtong were called into the palace by the fourth master and the fourth fujin respectively.

Sifujin naturally wants to listen to Mao Tongtong talk about what he has seen and heard along the way, and in addition to what he wants to hear, the fourth master wants to hear more about the real life of the people. After all, their journey was different from what he saw when he went down to Jiangnan.

Of course, what I have seen and heard in the past six months is not something that can be explained clearly in one or two sentences. So I forgot the time while talking. The fourth master simply asked the eighth master to go to Kunning Palace together, and had lunch with Sifujin and Mao Tongtong.

After lunch, the eighth master and Mao Tongtong were released.

Both walked very slowly. I just ate my fill, and I just thought it was eaten after a meal. The snow had stopped, and the sun was still faintly coming out behind the clouds. Although it was cold, there was no wind, so the two walked side by side along the root of the palace wall.

The eighth master didn't care about the scruples and slaves passing by from time to time, so he simply held Mao Tongtong's hand in his hand to warm it. Mao Tongtong was a little embarrassed, and his face turned slightly red and whispered: "Master, this is not out of the palace yet." ”

"What are you afraid of!" The eighth master doesn't care, "The master is involved in a blessing!" Besides, now that the master has retired, what are you afraid of! ”

When Mao Tongtong saw the eighth master like this, she didn't say anything more. The long palace road was very quiet, and the two didn't speak for a while, just walked slowly and quietly, so that there was a different kind of warmth.

Kunning Palace is not close to the palace gate, and all the way over, both of them are a little hot, and Mao Tongtong even sweats in his palms.

After waiting for the carriage, the eighth master wiped the fine sweat on her forehead and poured her a cup of hot tea, so that she could take care of herself.

When he goes out, the eighth master almost always accompanies Mao Tongtong in the carriage. He didn't want Qingmei to follow and disturb the world of the two, so he gradually got used to taking care of Mao Tongtong by himself. Now it's also very easy to do, and there is no hesitation.

Mao Tongtong was used to being cared for, and she didn't feel that anything was wrong. After taking two sips of hot tea, he sighed comfortably and lazily crooked in the car.

"Tired?" The eighth master asked her sideways.

"Sort of." Mao Tongtong smiled slightly.

"Master, you see that you are full of food and sleepy, right?" The eighth master smiled.

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