After the innocent single-soldier king was picked up by the drama queen

The child in the belly, the huge family chores, the gazes of the elders and military commanders.

After experiencing reluctance, sadness, and nostalgia, I fell into the comfort of another person like a poppy flower.

It was only at this moment that she realized that the comforting Qin Xiaoguai would always be a shadow.

And she didn't dare to want the real him.

He was abandoned twice.

……

the next morning.

Gu Chu opened his eyes hazily. It was already daybreak and the whole bedroom seemed bright. His eyes lingered on the blue and white curtains for a while before he slowly sat up.

The delicate and white face was slightly stunned for a moment and looked at the time, 10 o'clock.

She touched her face and was in a daze for two minutes before lifting the quilt and getting out of bed.

The life butler had been waiting at the bedroom door early. When he heard the sound, he knocked gently, "Lord, are you awake?"

"Ah."

When the housekeeper came in, he saw Gu Chu's back going to the bathroom. His long brown hair fell casually behind him, and his champagne-colored suspender nightgown showed off his slender and charming back.

She walked casually and asked, "Why didn't you wake me up?"

"I see that you are not feeling well. Mr. Baihu also told me that there is no need to wake you up. He said that he would handle the internal affairs."

The housekeeper put the clothes to be worn today on the bedside, folded the quilt, opened the curtains, packed the bottles and jars on the dressing table, and waited for a while before seeing Gu Chu come out.

"My Lord looks much better today. Why don't you take a day off? Lord Baihu said you don't need to go to Jimu Pavilion today."

Gu Chu sat on the stool at the dressing table, his eyelashes slightly raised, looking at the housekeeper combing his hair in the mirror, and curled his lips lazily, "I remember you guys are not very familiar with him, so it's just a matter of calculation. Just one or two."

The housekeeper smiled gently and said, "That's what you said."

Gu Chu showed a slightly uninterested expression, "You also think he looks good with his skin?"

"No," the housekeeper's expression was intellectual and gentle. She was a young woman in her thirties, wearing a regular black and white dress, and her hair was pulled into a simple bun.

She looked at the beautiful person in the mirror and said with some appreciation, "If the Lord saw him standing in the kitchen, he would definitely feel good about him." After a pause, she added, "Not much to say. But he did all the things he should do and shouldn’t do, and left after he was done. He seemed to be very easy to get along with."

"Really?" Gu Chu lowered his eyelids, thinking of the man standing in the kitchen.

White shirt, black suit pants, everything is spotless.

She had seen it more than once, and it was indeed very eye-catching.

She smiled faintly and looked out the window. Whether she got along well with him or not was another matter.

After packing up, Gu Chu went downstairs first.

In front of the dining table.

The sunshine is very good, the spacious living room is very bright, and a little bit of golden color is projected out of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

"Why didn't Secretary Liu come?" Gu Chu lowered his eyelids, pinched a little sandwich and put it in his mouth.

"I came here, but I heard that you were sick, so I went back." The housekeeper filled a bowl of porridge and placed it in front of her.

Gu Chu hummed, ate a few mouthfuls of porridge and mixed it with some egg rolls. The sunlight slanted from the floor-to-ceiling window, making his skin look extra white, and his drooping eyelashes cast a thin shadow.

After a while, she put down her chopsticks.

The butler behind him couldn't help but said, "Master, I didn't eat much last night. This porridge is just right. It's fragrant and soft. There's also some chopped mushrooms in it. It tastes just right." "Well, it's not bad. ." She stood up without saying anything more.

The driver and bodyguard were waiting outside. When they saw her coming out, they opened the car door as usual.

The housekeeper looked at the people leaving and looked at the dozen or so exquisite breakfasts on the dining table with some pity.

...It’s hard for Lord Baihu to come here so early.

Gu Chu returned to Jimu Pavilion.

The courtyard is deep, and the huge ginkgo trees filter the sunlight into mottled fragments, seeming to trap the smoky blue figure into something ethereal.

From a distance, Gu Chu saw a man standing at the door of the study with one hand in his pocket. In front of him stood Secretary Xi and Secretary Liu, who seemed to be listening to what he was saying attentively.

Wearing a casual black business suit, he stood tall and straight, with bright light, and his short black hair and handsome and perfect side profile could be clearly seen.

In the nostalgic courtyard of the building, yellow ginkgo flowers drifted in the wind. He turned his head and showed his own style of grace.

"Master." The two secretaries spoke at the same time.

Gu Chu nodded and reached out to push open the study door.

There were files neatly placed on the desk. As usual, she sat on the office chair and opened the top file.

His eyes froze slightly and he closed them.

He opened the next book, closed it again after a few seconds, and looked away from the door.

The assistant knocked on the door and came in.

"Lord," he placed a stack of information in front of her and said respectfully, "This is the information dug out from the mouth of the wild wolf. Lord Suzaku sent it over this morning. With this drawing, K Island can be reconstructed." It has been of great use.”

"Well," she reached out and took it and opened it casually.

After a few seconds of silence, she turned the page and asked casually, "How long has he been here?"

The assistant was stunned for a while, and it took him a while to realize that it was Mr. Baihu who was talking about it, so he replied respectfully: "I don't know the specific time. Mr. Baihu was there when I came in in the morning, and there were a lot of things that had been processed on the table. Since they are not red-headed documents, I gave them all to Secretary Xi."

Although he didn't get along with the white tiger for a long time, he had been observing his words for many years and was very keenly aware that this young man seemed gentle on the surface, but was actually quite difficult to get close to.

He also handles some difficult issues quite cleanly and even roughly.

The assistant thought Gu Chu had something else to ask, but after waiting for a few minutes, the man still didn't speak, so he said, "If there's nothing else, I'll go out."

Gu Chu turned over a page of drawings without raising his head, and said in a gentle voice, "Let him in."

After a moment, he said, "Yes."

Not long after, steady footsteps came from the door.

The windows were bright and clear, and there was plenty of light. The woman sitting behind the desk lowered her head slightly. She was wearing a smoky blue dress, looking cold, and her delicate face was gentle and distant. She turned over a page of drawings, her eyebrows dimmed by the sunlight. Compared to the hysteria that broke out yesterday, she seemed to be wearing a mask at this moment.

Not deep, not shallow.

She raised her eyes and asked, "What do you think about the reconstruction of K Island?"

Qin Chaomu didn't expect her first words to be so commercial and formal.

He did not answer her, but asked quietly: "The housekeeper said that you ate very little in the morning. Is it because you have no appetite or are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

Gu Chu turned over a page of drawings and said, "Dong Liwei got something from the wild wolf. It comes with the most important infrastructure area. Take it..."

"Did you hurt your knee yesterday? Did you ask the housekeeper to get some medicine?"