The sky was not yet fully bright, and there was still some darkness in the small courtyard, and a few chirping birds could be heard in the distance.

A little girl stood by the water tank in the yard with a wooden basin and scooped up water, and the water was scooped out by a wooden spoon and poured into the wooden basin.

When the water filled the wooden basin, the girl carried the wooden basin to a room in the courtyard.

"Bumper."

The girl knocked on the door and shouted, "Master? ”

There was no sound coming from the door, and the girl pursed her mouth and pushed the door open and walked in.

The master always slept very deeply in the morning, and she was used to it.

The light in the room was dim, and the girl walked into the room with a wooden basin in her hands and looked around.

There was a soft snoring in her ears, and the girl's eyes fell on the table in the room, where a white-robed man was sleeping soundly.

The white robes were somewhat loosely draped to the ground, crumpled together.

The hat fell to the side, and the hair of the man lying there was not scattered a little.

Beside the man on the table was an unfinished book, the ink on which had not yet dried, and the pen stained with ink lay diagonally on the pen holder.

"Whew." The girl sighed, almost every time she came to call the master, the master was like this.

I don't know how late I slept last night, and I told her many times that this is not good, and she has always been what she should be, and she has never listened to it.

The master always doesn't feel at ease about anything, even her own business, and she always smiles faintly when she looks at people. Although it is a laugh, it always makes people feel friendly but there is a distance that cannot be approached.

"Bang."

Placing the wooden basin on the edge of the table, the girl squatted down beside the sleeping white-robed man, carefully picked up the pen on the pen stand, and wiped the ink on it with a cloth before putting it back on the pen stand.

Slowly, he raised one of Mr. White's hands, took out the book that was pressed under her hand, and put it aside. The book was called a brief note, and it looked like it was used to record something, and although she was a little curious, she wouldn't read what was written in it without the master's permission.

He got up and took the quilt off the bed and put it on top of his husband.

Summer has passed, and the weather has gradually become colder, and it is easy to get cold when you sleep without a quilt.

After doing this, the girl sat quietly beside the gentleman in white, and her eyes fell on the person in front of her.

The hair was draped over the shoulders, and a few strands hung down the side of the face, half-covering the cheeks.

The gentleman's mouth was slightly open, opening and closing slightly with his breathing.

The brow is not furrowed like when he is awake, and even when he is smiling, he is slightly furrowed.

The girl looked at the sleeping person and thought slightly, it was so beautiful.

The master should be the best-looking person she has ever seen.

Unconsciously leaned over the table, leaned in front of the man, stretched out a finger, and tapped on the nose of the gentleman in white.

The girl's face was slightly red, and she nodded again.

It was almost dawn outside, and the sun shone through the clouds, through the windows, and on the two men on the table.

“？”

Gu Nan felt that the tip of his nose was a little itchy, and opened his eyes.

I just saw Lingqi lying next to her, poking a finger at her nose.

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was a little stunned, with a puzzled look on his face.

"Qi'er, what are you doing?"

"Ahh Lingqi came back to her senses and saw Gu Nan looking at her with her eyes open, she exclaimed and quickly sat up.

His face was red and hot, and his hands were resting squarely on his knees.

"No, nothing was done. Master, master, I'm sorry. ”

Not knowing why Lingqi was suddenly so nervous, and apologizing, Gu Nan stood up from the table, and glanced at the sky outside without waking up for a while, but it was already bright.

"It's okay, it's already dawn."

Sitting at the table, I stretched.

"Well, it's already dawn."

Lingqi moved the wooden basin with water on the side of the table and placed it in front of Gu Nan, and there was also a piece of cloth next to the wooden basin, which was used for Gu Nan to wash.

"Hmm." Gu Nan smiled, stretched out his hand and patted the girl's head: "Thank you." ”

"Yes, yes." Lingqi lowered her head, looking a little panicked.

"Okay, you go get ready, it's time for morning class."

Gu Nan withdrew his hand and said with a smile.

Lingqi nodded and ran out of the room quickly, causing Gu Nan to be puzzled again.

"What's wrong with this kid today?"

But without much thought, he picked up the basin and pushed it open, and sat by the door.

He put the hat aside, washed the cloth and wiped his face briefly.

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"Hmph."

Cao Ang was dressed in a martial robe, humming a little song, and walked towards a small courtyard.

Some time ago, there was a gentleman in white who came to the house, his father called him Mr. Gu, and I heard that he was called Gu Nan.

Later, his father asked him to take classes with Mr. Gu's disciple Lingqi, but he was still a little reluctant at first.

But after reading Mr. Gu's military theory, he must arrive at the morning class every day.

Listening to Mr. Gu's class is much better than reading those who say that he is harmonious, and his father and those uncles will occasionally come to listen to two verses, and the most diligent of them should be General Li Dian.

After listening to a verse, I often took a book of war to visit my husband's courtyard.

I looked up at the sky.

Morning classes are about to start, so it's time to hurry.

Thinking of this, Cao Ang's pace sped up a little.

Mr. Gu's yard was in front, and after stepping on the path in the garden, Cao Ang walked into the courtyard.

The quiet morning class in the courtyard should not have started yet, and Cao Ang breathed a sigh of relief.

Then his eyes looked into the courtyard.

There was no one in the courtyard, only one person sitting in the courtyard.

Mr. Gu?

Cao Ang looked over, and at a glance, his body froze there.

Sitting there was not the same Mr. Gu with a hat in the past, but a woman holding a cloth in her hand, who should have just wiped her face and threw the cloth into the wooden basin beside her.

With just a glance, Cao Ang felt that he would never forget that appearance again.

The woman seemed to notice something, and looked at Cao Ang, who didn't care about anything and ran out of the yard as if she were running away.

At the gate of the courtyard, Cao Ang stood there with a red face.

Was that a woman just now?

Why is there a woman in Mr. Gu's yard?

Could it be Mr. Gu's insider?

Am I not offended?

Is it time to accuse?

In an instant, countless thoughts popped up in Cao Ang's heart, and finally gritted his teeth and walked back to the courtyard with a hard head.

The courtyard was still quiet, but when he looked at the front of the house again, the person he saw was Gu Nan wearing a white dress and a hat.

"Ziyu, why did you leave in a hurry just now?"

Gu Nan sat in front of the room and asked in surprise.

"Mr. ······"

Cao Ang secretly looked around the courtyard again, how could there be any trace of a woman, except for Mr. Gu, there was no one else at all.

Could it be that the person just now was Mr. Gu?

Immediately, Cao Ang shook his head again, and his father reminded him that Mr. Gu was injured by a sharp weapon in the morning, which caused his face to be damaged, and he could not mention Mr. Gu's appearance at will.

The woman just now is an immortal at all, and Mr. Gu is not a woman.

Couldn't I be wrong?