The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 1326

Chapter 1326: 647 Father and Daughter_2

Gu Xiaoshun, as he often waited in the grassland for Gu Jiao, had become the logistics squad leader and also participated in competitions with them.

Master Wu said with a smile, "Let’s not train today. Everyone should go back and rest early to replenish your energy. We will head to Lingbo Academy early in the morning."

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After returning to the mansion, Gu Jiao informed her family about participating in the competition in the inner city the next morning.

Suddenly, Gu Yan spoke up, "I want to go see you compete."

Gu Jiao looked at Gu Yan and nodded, "Okay."

Before going to sleep, Gu Jiao checked Gu Yan’s health again, something she had made a habit of doing morning and night.

Gu Yan lay on the bed, obediently lifting his shirt to let Gu Jiao place the stethoscope.

His condition had not significantly worsened for the time being; watching a competition wouldn’t be a big problem.

After returning to her room, Gu Jiao put the stethoscope back in the first aid kit, lay on the bedchamber, closed her eyes, and deeply drifted into sleep.

What Gu Jiao didn’t expect was that she would have a dream again that night.

The reason why she said ’again’ was that it wasn’t the first time she had dreamed since arriving in Shengdu, only she couldn’t remember the dream upon awakening.

In the dream, the sky was gray, and the time was indiscernible.

She stood outside a serene courtyard, facing a vermilion gate that bore several scratches, likely the mischief of some naughty child.

Curiously, why did she subconsciously believe it was a little one’s mischief? What if it was a servant who accidentally scratched it while moving things around?

She pushed open the courtyard gate and stepped inside.

To the left corner, a cluster of green bamboo grew, while rows and rows of bellflowers filled the spaces along the courtyard walls, rustling softly as the breeze passed.

It was a courtyard that felt both foreign and familiar.

Foreign because Gu Jiao had never been here before, familiar because although she hadn’t been here, she vaguely knew the purpose of each room.

From the east end of the veranda, the first room was the side chamber, the second was the main room, the third was the study room, and turning the corner led to the warehouse.

Gu Jiao looked strangely at the row of rooms before her.

Voice came from behind the slightly ajar door of the study room.

"Yinyin, it’s time for your writing practice, come over here."

"No slacking off. Ah, you’ve hidden again, haven’t you?"

"How many times have I told you? You need to practice a hundred characters every day."

The owner of the voice was—

Just as Gu Jiao puzzled over it, the door to the study room opened and a man in a blue robe stepped out.

Gu Jiao recognized him at a glance.

It was the Duke.