Lai Taihong’s voice boomed like a bell, "Our family has produced a top scorer, and I must assign a task to the top scorer." "Grandfather, please tell me!" Leng Yu Yan said with a charming and clever smile. "In the mansion within the capital city, none of the courtyards have been named. You shall name them and, at the same time, write them down." "Does grandfather mean to say that we will stay in the capital for an extended period?" "Mm!" Lai Taihong nodded. This time, he had brought quite a few trusted aides, and together with the elite soldiers of the Northern Garrison that had previously arrived in the capital, the Emperor would dare not place them under house arrest. Given the situation, it made sense to stay in the capital for a longer period. Not only to see if his granddaughter would get along well with the Crown Prince, perhaps... He could also successfully bring a few granddaughters-in-law back to Beilan City. Leng Yu Yan agreed to do so. Before long, each member of the Leng Family headed back to their own courtyards. Mrs. Yun took Ye Jiu to her courtyard, ready to get to know her thoroughly. Having just spoken with the Old Prince and Old Princess Consort all the way, Ye Jiu immediately felt a surge of nervousness as she was now facing her future in-laws. She silently mouthed to Leng Yu Yan, "Help me." Leng Yu Yan shook her head slightly and whispered softly, "Don’t worry, mother is easy to talk to." Mrs. Yun heard this, turned to Ye Jiu with a gentle smile and said, "Ninth Princess, we will just have a simple conversation." Ye Jiu pressed her lips together and nodded obediently, following Mrs. Yun’s footsteps to leave. Leng Yu Yan pulled Ye Yiheng towards her own courtyard. Seeing her hurry, a teasing gleam crossed Ye Yiheng’s eyes, "Is naming proving to be a challenge for the top scorer?" "It’s somewhat challenging to think of good names on the spot," sighed Leng Yu Yan. This mansion had been expanded from the original Hostage Mansion, and it had many courtyards, all unnamed. Now that names were required, there was a courtyard for her grandparents, her parents, one each for her four brothers, and herself - that made seven names needed just for the family. Add to that the guest courtyard where Ye Jiu would stay, and the courtyards where the servants and guards lived, there were quite a lot to name. "Take your time," Ye Yiheng’s lips curled into a perfect smile. "After all, it’s just naming courtyards..." It wasn’t as if they were naming their children, so what was there to be nervous about? "I believe this task is as easy as flipping a hand for Yanyan." Tomorrow, his father-in-law would enter the palace and discuss the wedding date with the Emperor. He had already expressed his desire to marry as soon as possible, and he believed his father-in-law agreed. With this thought, his anticipation grew even more. Leng Yu Yan was completely unaware of his thoughts and only knew that he was comforting her. Side by side, they walked towards the back courtyard. Just then, Jian Lecheng, who had asleep in the carriage, suddenly woke up with a start. He glanced at An Wushiba sitting beside him, "Why didn’t you wake me up?" "Young Master, you hardly slept the whole journey. Now that you were finally able to rest, I couldn’t bear to disturb your sleep," An Wushiba rotated his wrist. "Several of us brothers are accompanying Young Master to Beilan City, and we have seen the hardships along the way, especially Your exhaustion in recent days..." The Young Master had tried hard, but it hadn’t been much use. He was a scholar without the strength to truss a chicken, but his words had a bit more efficiency than theirs, summoning a burst of speed from everyone in the Prince Zhenbei Mansion. In just a few days, they had reached the capital. Jian Lecheng quickly got up, "I need to report to His Highness!" In the midst of speaking, he unsteadily left the carriage. Once inside the Prince Zhenbei Mansion, he learned that the Crown Prince was currently in the Commandery Princess Courtyard, and immediately asked to be led before the Crown Prince. At that moment, Ye Yiheng was grinding ink in Leng Yu Yan’s study. Leng Yu Yan picked up the Wolf Brush, pondering over which calligraphy style to use. Suddenly, a brusque shout came from outside the study, "Sneaking around with dark circles under your eyes, could you be a villain?" The voice belonged to Qiubo. Then, Xia Tao’s voice followed, "This person has a floaty gait and looks like they have insufficient kidney qi, definitely a villain!" Jian Lecheng steadied himself against the corridor’s pillar, panting, then looked up at the speakers. His eyes widened in shock at the two women before him, "You, you two, aren’t you the protectors of the Linqing Pavilion?" Xia Tao and Qiubo frowned as they carefully examined the pale-faced man before them, then chuckled, "So it is the Princely Heir, the Crown Prince’s study companion from the Duke Mansion!" Although Jian Lecheng was not skilled in martial arts, his mind was sharp. With the two protectors from the Linqing Pavilion Master here, it meant the Divine Doctor must be present as well. Could someone more capable than himself have found the Divine Doctor and brought them to the Crown Prince? Who could be so formidable to invite the Divine Doctor? Anxious to know the answer, Jian Lecheng’s drowsiness vanished, and he hurried into the study. Inside the study, Chun Liu and Dong Yan were laying out paper for Leng Yu Yan, one on each side. Seeing the other two protectors from the Linqing Pavilion, Jian Lecheng’s lips twitched uncontrollably. "Your Highness, the two here along with the two outside are the Four Guardians of the Divine Doctor," Jian Lecheng looked left and right, then glanced at Xia Tao and Qiubo before turning back into the study and stammered, "Who, who could, could have invited the Divine Doctor?" Ye Yiheng coughed softly, saying nothing. "Where, where is the Divine Doctor?" Jian Lecheng scanned the room. Ye Yiheng raised an eyelid and gave Jian Lecheng a cool glance, spitting out four words, "Making a fool of yourself." The hair on Jian Lecheng’s head was as disheveled as a bird’s nest, his robe wrinkled, and his face just as Xia Tao and Qiubo had described him. In the past, he had seemed rather clever, but now, it was surprising that with such an obvious Divine Doctor standing here, he could not recognize them. Ye Yiheng shook his head, his voice cold as he asked, "Use your toes to think, with the four protectors here, who is the Divine Doctor?" Jian Lecheng was so startled that his eyes bulged, and his mouth hung open, unable to utter a word. Leng Yu Yan before his eyes was the Divine Doctor his Princely Heir had been searching for! Leng Yu Yan set the Wolf Brush on the inkstone, speaking indifferently, "Young Master mentioned seizing the Linqing Pavilion and said if the Divine Doctor couldn’t cure Your Highness, they would be executed!" Jian Lecheng broke out in cold sweat and hastily made a bow, "Commandery Princess, I misspoke!" "I have been offensive in the past; I hope the Commandery Princess can forgive me!" Jian Lecheng repeated his bows, fearing the Crown Prince would blame him. If the Crown Prince attributed all the previous unpleasantness with the Princely Heir to him, he would likely end up a human skin lantern. No, given his current appearance, he probably wasn’t even qualified to be made into a lantern. At this thought, coupled with the lack of sleep from consecutive days, Jian Lecheng collapsed. Leng Yu Yan raised her hand, "Chun Liu and Dong Yan, help him up." Chun Liu and Dong Yan assisted Jian Lecheng, one on each side, his head lolling to one side, eyes closed. Leng Yu Yan had Miao Zhu fetch a pair of homemade gloves, put them on, then flipped Jian Lecheng’s eyelids and lightly touched his wrist. Before long, Leng Yu Yan took off the gloves and said to Ye Yiheng, "Young Master is suffering from excessive perspiration and fatigue from overwork, adding to his palpitations, hence the fainting. Nothing serious, just needs good rest. Your Highness, please be at ease!" "He certainly is clever; having fainted , the absurd ideas he gave me earlier can no longer be blamed on him." Ye Yiheng’s face was stern, his phoenix eyes slightly raised. Leng Yu Yan smiled serenely, "At the very least, the Young Master has wholeheartedly considered Your Highness’s interests."