Qingchuan promotion rules in the backyard

Chapter 1108 Pain
The palace banquet is over, and the night is getting dark.Although Ba Ye drank a lot of wine, he was still sober, as if entering the palace, carefully helping Mao Tongtong out of the palace.The two walked very slowly, the moonlight elongated the shadows and slowly merged together.

"Sure enough, it's autumn, and the night is really cool." Mao Tongtong said.

"Is it cold?" Eighth Master asked.

Mao Tongtong shook his head and said with a smile, "I'm not cold. It's just that the night wind is blowing a bit cold."

Ba Yeben also held her hand, knowing that it was warm, he was relieved.

Fortunately, the carriage in the mansion is parked outside the palace, and you can get on the carriage and go back to the mansion directly when you leave the palace.

Both children were a little tired, and fell asleep shortly after getting into the carriage.Ba Ye and Mao Tongtong sat cuddled together, without speaking for a while.

When he reached the gate of the mansion, Eighth Master directly asked the servants to carry the two children out of the carriage, and then said to the little eunuch driving the carriage, "Go to Mao's mansion."

"Now?" Mao Tongtong looked at Ba Ye in surprise, and said, "Ama and Er Niang must be asleep now. Let's not bother."

"Aren't you homesick?" Ba Ye smiled softly and said, "Let's take a look outside the mansion today, and I'll accompany you back tomorrow, okay?"

Mao Tongtong's heart warmed up. Ba Ye saw that she was not in the right mood, and wanted to understand her missing emotions!

"Thank you, Lord." Mao Tongtong smiled, his nose a little sore.Although she was depressed not only because she couldn't go back to Mao's mansion tonight, but it was rare for Ba Ye to have such a heart.

The carriage started slowly again in the darkness.At this time, there was no one on the street, and it was very quiet.The sound of wheels rolling on the ground can be clearly heard.

Mao Tongtong leaned on Ba Ye's shoulder, his hand was held by Ba Ye, the sadness in his heart dissipated a lot.

When we arrived at the gate of Mao Mansion, the gate was closed tightly, it was pitch black, and even the plaque with the two big characters of Mao Mansion could not be seen clearly.Ba Ye stood and watched Mao Tongtong for a long time, until Mao Tongtong said "Go back", Ba Ye helped Mao Tongtong into the car.

On the way back, Mao Tongtong had the urge to tell Ba Ye that he was a soul from 300 years later!But she knew that this matter was too absurd!She dare not take the risk!
After enduring and enduring, she suppressed the words that came to her lips.If she hadn't met Si Fujin, who was also a time traveler, she would probably have brought this secret into the coffin.

Glancing sideways at the eighth master who was sitting next to him, Mao Tongtong sighed slightly in his heart, and said softly: "Master, do you think that if a person dies, will he suddenly go to another dynasty? For example, suddenly from our The Qing Dynasty went to the Tang Dynasty?"

"Huh?" Ba Ye was stunned for a moment, apparently he didn't expect Mao Tongtong to ask such a question, and said with a smile, "What stupid words are Tongtong talking about! When a person dies, he enters reincarnation and reincarnation, how can he go to a dynasty in history? go."

"But no one can prove that reincarnation is true, so why doesn't the situation I mentioned happen?" Mao Tongtong said: "Maybe it still has the memory of future generations!"

"How is it possible!" Ba Ye said with a smile: "That can change history? If history is changed, will the people who existed behind still exist?"

Mao Tongtong was dumbfounded, this question really couldn't be answered.But she just crossed over!She is from 300 years later!But this time and space is indeed different from the history she knows.Is it because of this difference that she also exists in later generations?
Seeing that she was deep in thought, Ba Ye couldn't help but bent his index finger, tapped her forehead lightly, and said, "Why do you suddenly think of asking such a strange question?"

"Ah!" Mao Tongtong was startled, forced a smile and said, "I don't know, I just thought of it all of a sudden."

"I'm the one drinking today, why is he so drunk?" Eighth Master shook his head with a smile.

Mao Tongtong also smiled, but he still felt a little sad in his heart.

When they got back to the mansion, the night was getting darker and Mao Tongtong was pregnant again, so he also felt sleepy, so the two hurriedly washed and rested.

"Mom?" Mao Tongtong looked at the person in front of him and was stunned!Isn't this the mother she hasn't seen for almost 20 years?It's just that the mother in my memory doesn't have gray hair yet, but the person in front of me already has gray hair.

"Tongtong, my daughter, where have you been all these years?" the old woman asked her tremblingly crying.

"Mom!" This long-lost address made Mao Tongtong burst into tears, and she was choked up and completely unable to speak.

The old woman walked towards Mao Tongtong slowly as if she couldn't believe it, and stretched out her hands to hug her, and Mao Tongtong hurriedly stretched out her hands to hug her.But the arms of the two people crossed in the air, interspersed with each other, and they couldn't feel it at all.

"Mom!" Mao Tongtong screamed, subconsciously looking at himself!Did she become a soul?What about her body?Why can't I contact my mother?

The old woman's face was also pale, and she shook her lips and said: "Tongtong, you, you..." She didn't dare to say the following words at all!

Mao Tongtong only felt a stabbing pain in his heart!She was in so much pain that she couldn't speak!She saw the tears in her mother's eyes, her face full of pain, and tried hard to hug her, but she couldn't at all!

"Tongtong, my daughter!" The old woman let out a miserable cry.

Mao Tongtong couldn't bear it anymore, and cried, "Mom, I'm dead! I'm dead! Don't think about me anymore! Forget about me!"

"No!" cried the old woman, stretching out her arms again!

"Tongtong! Tongtong! Wake up!" Someone whispered in his ear, and Mao Tongtong couldn't help frowning.

Whose voice is so familiar?
"Tongtong, did you have a nightmare?"

The voice kept calling.

So, was it a dream?Mao Tongtong tried hard to open his eyes, and finally saw clearly that the person in front of him was the concerned face of Master Ba.

"What is this dreaming about? Crying and screaming?" Ba Ye asked softly, gently wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Did I cry?" Mao Tongtong was dazed, and wiped his cheeks, which turned out to be moist.

"Crying very sadly, I kept yelling something." Ba Ye frowned slightly.

"Really?" Mao Tongtong lowered his eyes, avoiding Ba Ye's concerned eyes.

Ba Ye put his arms around her, stroked her back gently, and didn't ask any more questions.

After a while, Mao Tongtong raised his head to look at Master Ba, smiled, and said, "It's probably a nightmare, so I'm worried about it. Go to sleep, Master will go to the palace tomorrow to run an errand!"

"Okay." Eighth Master kissed her on the forehead, helped her to lie down, and was tucked into the quilt by her before he hugged her into his arms, "Sleep, Master is here."

"En." Mao Tongtong replied softly, wrapped his arms around Ba Ye's waist, and buried his whole body in Ba Ye's arms.

At this moment, it seemed that only the warmth of this man could dispel the pain in her heart.

(End of this chapter)