The next morning, Jua Gu woke up to the sight of two figures still sitting at the study table.
Ying Di was sitting there with his back straight and his eyes blinking slowly as he continued studying the words on the paper in front of him. As for Ying Mao, the little boy had fallen asleep with his head resting on the table, his arms folded underneath his face.
Jua Gu stared at them for a moment before his brows slowly furrowed.
"Did they sleep like that all night?"
Ying Di was a corpse puppet, so he didn't need to sleep at all, but Ying Mao was a growing child. He needed proper rest, and sleeping with his head on a hard table all night was definitely not good for him.
Just how long had these two stayed awake?
Jua Gu sat up while rubbing his aching head, his body still feeling a little sore from everything that had happened. Ying Di immediately noticed his movement and stood up before walking over to him.
"Master…"
Jua Gu glanced at him before looking toward the sleeping child.
