It has been a few days since the last time I negotiated a business with Goulan and made an appointment to tell the story the next day, and after such a long time, Gu Huai finally remembered this matter, put down the matter on the side of the secret spy department, and prepared to tell the story again.

Gu Huai hasn't gone to the secret spy department again in the past few days, first, it's unnecessary, and second, most of the spies should be very unpleasant to look at him now, and they don't bother to play the demonstration to win over that, but the spring equinox will come to the shop a few times a day, and Gu Huai's order for the transformation of the secret spy department can still be conveyed.

But what made Gu Huai cry and laugh was that he casually took a code name... Others are doing the same, and now the dozen or so people who are still in charge of intelligence all use solar terms to name the times, and occasionally Gu Huai glances at the booklet and thinks he is looking at the yellow calendar.

Is this also a good thing to do at the top? I didn't expect to become a big man...

There are many official duties, so naturally there is no time to rest or exercise to practice the mental method given by Ma Sanbao, of course, it is not very understandable, it is too metaphysical, Gu Huai now meditates for a while every morning, trying to meditate, but he can't grasp the essentials.

And every day after getting up, Xiaohuan comes to change the dressing, and inevitably chatters and complains with tears...

However, the effect of the medicine in the palace is really good, and the recovery speed is faster than Gu Huai expected at the beginning, although the right hand is still ugly red when the bandage is removed and the dressing is changed, but at least some basic movements can be done... This was much better than what Gu Huai had imagined at the beginning, and he originally thought that this hand was going to be abolished.

It's still early, and there aren't many people at the door of the goulan, it seems to be back to the way Gu Huai first entered the goulan, but it's reasonable to think about it... If everyone in the streets and alleys knows the development and ending of the story, then entering the hook bar is nothing more than watching the performances of the people.

Although it is nominally half of the owner of the goulan, the gatekeeper still regards Gu Huai as an ordinary guest, and Gu Huai is also a little hearty when he wants to come, the money is sent to the story, and there is no contract or anything, and he has not officially met with the guys in the goulan.

But think about Liu Yanmo's cute appearance of squinting his eyes trying to see things clearly... Gu Huai smiled, feeling that this should not be very likely.

Most men judge people by their appearance, and this really can't be helped.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Liu Yanmo's maid Xiaoyu with both hands on her waist and was talking, and a few timid little girls on the opposite side were probably recruited by Goulan recently, and the little maid who was doing business with Gu Huai with her own lady's osmanthus cake now looks quite majestic, and it sounds like she was watching the play when she was training a few little girls to clean and was fascinated.

"Ah, Gu Gongzi!" Xiao Yu caught a glimpse of Gu Huai's figure, her face showed some surprise, and then slowly turned into doubt, "Childe, this is... What's wrong? ”

"I fell while walking," Gu Huai looked left and right, "There are a lot fewer guests." ”

Waving his hand to send away a few little girls, Xiao Yu hadn't figured out how to wrestle like this, and after hearing this, her face also showed sadness: "Yes... In the evening, there was no one left, and everyone was quite happy for the first two days, but lately they can't keep up their spirits..."

She suddenly thought of something: "Is Childe here to find Miss?" ”

Gu Huai was stunned: "Still... Isn't it obvious enough? ”

Did he come to listen to the play?

Xiaoyu stuck out her tongue: "Miss is in the backyard, she may not have gotten up yet." ”

Haven't gotten up yet? It's all getting worse, too lazy to this extent?

Gu Huai frowned: "I came today to ask..."

Someone on the side suddenly called Xiaoyu's name, she hurriedly answered, and turned around while rushing over in a hurry: "Son, go to the backyard to find it, it's on the second floor of the small building, I'll go and get busy first!" ”

Gu Huai, who hadn't finished speaking, could only stand there and stare dryly, and from time to time a guy glanced at this side strangely, he shook his head and walked straight to the back of the stage.

Lifting the curtain, you can see a few dressers in the dimness, there are costumes hanging on the shelves next to them, there is no play in the daytime, and there is no one backstage, seeing that someone is coming backstage, there are two guys who came up to stop it, but after listening to Gu Huai's intention, and seeing Xiaoyu nodding towards this side, they let Gu Huai go.

Passing through the backstage, going out through a small door, is a somewhat desolate small courtyard, here should have been a large open space, only because the hook fence fell in front, only between the streets and alleys to separate such a small world, the end of the yard is a small building, the whole body of the wooden structure, looks a little old, but it is not in disrepair, but there is a taste of years of precipitation.

One side of the wooden building was already covered with green vines, a small window was open, and a few pieces of clothes were picked up to dry, but there was no one in sight, Gu Huai frowned, walked to the small building and knocked on the door, but no one answered.

He pushed it gently, and the door squeaked open: "Miss Liu? ”

There is not much space inside, it looks like it should be a small living room and kitchen, and you can see it clearly at a glance, no one is there.

A wooden ladder leads to the second floor, Gu Huai thought about it, shouted again, and saw that no one came out, so he stepped up the stairs, the squeak of the wood sounded very rhythmic, but it was quite worrying that the next step would be broken.

At the end of the stairs is a narrow walkway, with doors on both sides, one of which is open, Gu Huai walked over and looked, the room was a little messy, and there were a few underwear scattered on the bed, and the clothes hanging seemed to be worn by Xiao Yu, and it looked like Xiao Yu's room.

Gu Huai silently closed the door, thinking that Xiaoyu, this girl, was inevitably too big.

He turned around and knocked on another door.

No one should be.

The door was unlocked, and the first thing I saw when I opened it was the small window, facing the desk, on which there were some paper manuscripts, fortunately there was a paperweight, and when the spring breeze blew, I could only lift some paper corners.

The room was simple, not like a woman's boudoir, but the scent in the air was a feature, and Gu Huai's gaze slowly swept over the desk and wardrobe, and then fell to a bed in the corner.

There seems to be an unidentified object on the bed.

As if because the door was opened, the spring breeze blew a little faster, and the unknown object under the white spring quilt on the bed moved, and then stretched out with a gentle "sigh" and sat up slowly.

The spring quilt slipped down, revealing the silk nightgown, and the light purple belly pocket of the mandarin duck playing in the water was also exposed, the uplifted arc was very large, and between the arm movements, the exposed spring light seemed to be brighter than outside the window.

Liu Yanmo, whose sideburns were a little scattered, squinted his eyes, and couldn't see the stiff figure at the door: "Xiaoyu? ”

The spring breeze blew and the door was closed again.

Well... Purple.