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She was wearing a white silk dress and her hair was tied up with a jade hairpin.

That day, the matter of the godly stick was resolved. No one was punished, and Han Chao's courtyard was peaceful for a few days.

No one bothered him, and he ate without worry. The maidservant said that this young miss of hers was not worthy of her title, and the guards were even more unwilling to follow her around.

Their waists were exquisite, and in their eyes, it was more like a gift from His Highness.

Gu Mingyan got up early and had his breakfast sent to his room. It was not some big day where he did not need his family's breakfast and dinner in the hall.

However, the food was too cold for her to care about anything else.

When Gu Mingyan and her two sisters went to the academy, they saw the heavy gray clouds congregating in a place at the edge of the sky. The cold wind was piercing through the bones, as though a third round of snow was about to fall here. Gu Mingyan laid beside the carriage, slightly opening his eyes wide, and muttered to himself: "Everyone says that if the first snow fell, this snow would be done for you alone, but I don't know if it's true or not."

Gu Zixi sneered, but continued to look at the sky lazily.

Right now, they could be considered to have officially entered the Southern Viewing Academy. Although she and her two younger sisters were different ages, they could still study in the same room.

"I heard that the great miss of Prime Minister's Mansion is a cruel and merciless person. She is arrogant."

"Young Master Fang Huai was greatly shocked, but was instead pressured by the Prime Minister. Eldest Miss has such might."

In the future, this rumor would change again and again.

Gu Mingyan did not care much about this young man who had just started measuring her up. He only said coldly: "Sit at that table and learn the zither today."

When Gu Mingyan sat down, he saw the little bookkeepers moving the guqin from each family's master onto the table.

It was only now that she realised that even Gu Ziyan and Gu Zixi had a errand boy, and that her vision was empty. Her teacher didn't care too much, and continued to teach on his own, making her feel more and more that this countryside girl found it difficult to enter the great hall.

Gu Mingyan understood tacitly, the sounds beside her ears were mixed, she was simply holding onto her forehead with one hand, while sitting down on the side, with the book in her sleeves resting on her palm, she gently flipped open a few pages, her movements seemingly masculine, but still noble.

Gu Ziyan glanced at her relaxed appearance, and pretended to whisper to the errand boy beside her: "Hurry and get your big sister's guqin."

"Yes." The little errand boy slapped his head and quickly left.

Many people turned to look at Gu Mingyan, and Mister also walked over, only to see her deep in her thoughts, and he coughed lightly.

Gu Mingyan raised his head and closed the book: "Sir, what's the matter?"

"Today, while you're practicing your zither, you're actually reading here!"

"Teacher, please don't blame me for not being able to play the ancient zither and lute with these hands. The only things I like in this world are books and medical skills."

Gu Mingyan didn't want to talk much with this stubborn ancient old man, so he slowly stood up with one hand behind his back and the other hand waving the scroll in his hand, the corners of his mouth curled up into a faint smile: "Sir, it would be hard to teach me, this country bumpkin girl, how could you carelessly send me into the library as a guard?"

"This kid can't be taught." Mister let out a heavy sigh, but his chest was heaving with anger. "Since that's the case, you can go outside the library and copy the zither music a hundred times!"

"Teacher, why are you making things difficult for a country girl like me?" Gu Mingyan pursed his lips, this punishment was taking her life!

"How can Miss Prime Minister's Mansion not learn? It's understandable for the Prime Minister to have such a proud daughter, but we, the Southern Viewing Academy, cannot tolerate it."

The teacher stood with his hands behind his back and snatched away the medical book in her hands. He then said, "How can you understand such a profound thing? The next time you put on an act, you'll find a better reason."

How is it profound?

Gu Mingyan felt that it was unfair, she was just casually flipping through the book, she had already memorized the profound mysteries inside.

Seeing that Master was about to get angry, Gu Mingyan touched the tip of his nose.

Forget it, why should I haggle over this with an elder? I can do it a hundred times if I have to, but I can live my life in the academy for ten days to half a month if I have to.

Everyone laughed, but Gu Mingyan actually cupped his hands respectfully and said, "I will go right away, if you don't go over a hundred times, you will not come to ask for my lesson."

"Go." Seeing that she was well-mannered, the anger in her husband's voice subsided a little.

Gu Ziyan's mouth raised into a pleased smile, he was afraid that her actions today would spread to all her young colleagues in the academy.

It seemed that in the future, she would have to stay here for a year before marrying into the Seventh Prince Palace.

She didn't believe that she wouldn't find a chance to make a move on her in the future.

When Gu Mingyan arrived outside the library, he saw that the door was locked tightly. The zither music in her hands seemed like a ghost talisman, so Gu Mingyan could only carry a brush, ink and paper towards the small pavilion located on top of the lake.

She wiped the table clean, patted the soft cushion under her body, then sat down and used the paperweight to organize the papers one by one. Moving around, she found a posture for her to play with, and started copying the Glyph Devils.

Before she had even finished drawing one, she slightly moved the brush gesture in her hand. Instead, she silently wrote down all the medicinal ingredients that she usually used.

"The ear is bitter, the scabies are fine sores, and the phlegm and rheumatism are repellent. The itch is palatable."

His gaze was serious, and he suddenly thought of something that was difficult to cure. He thought of the Tiger Bone Wine and the Snake Wine, and he pursed his lips, thinking of something.

He wrote down the ingredients needed for the wine.

There were many old books in the library, many rich kids in the south were unwilling to enter, and no one came to disturb them for four hours in the morning.

Before he ate lunch, he did not know that Gu Mingyan had already written all kinds of prescriptions, and was going over and over to revise, but he heard a voice saying: "Although these words are not good, they are still correct. Did you write all of these?"

Gu Mingyan was slightly startled, when he turned his head, he saw that outside the pavilion, fine and fragmented rain had begun to fall, and it looked like he was about to turn into snow soon.

An uncle was holding a manuscript she had written, and there were more than a dozen of them.

"Sir, when you are young, you are a man of unparalleled beauty. You have a spirit in your eyes when you are in your thirties or forties, and your physique is strong and strong. Very good."

Gu Mingyan stared at his uncle in a daze, at the mustache and wrinkles on his face. His uncle had a narrow and sharp look in his eyes, the color of his upper lip was deep, his lower lip was light, and his aquiline nose and eyebrows were straight. He wore a long black robe, and had one hand behind his back. He stood tall and straight, but his eyes were not sharp. He was very handsome.

If one were to say that she liked beautiful things, then she would be a delicate and beautiful lady. A valiant and valiant woman. Lastly, she would be a mature and upright uncle.

The man was startled, only to see that Gu Mingyan had already stood up, and his eyes lit up: I wonder which courtyard Sir is from, in the future, may I ask which one you are from?

"My name is Xu Chang, you can call me Mr. Xu." Xu Chang laughed lightly, and felt that the students in the academy became even more lively, they gently rubbed her head: "It's going to snow, how are we going to be alone here?"

"However, Sir had sent me here. I do not like music, calligraphy, painting, poetry, art, nor art, and only love books and medical skills. I still do not know which institution the Mr. Xu is from, but I will definitely make a few more trips in the future."

Heavens, this uncle was too good-looking.

Xiao Qiran, who was far away in the Seventh Prince Palace sneezed for no reason.

The daffodil was somewhat green.