Dong Huiying turned to Liang Zhichen, "There’s hope!" The man’s expression seemed to relax. Then, Zhichen stepped forward, hoisted William onto his shoulder, and took his wife’s hand, returning to the Blue mansion as quickly as possible. Lan Gu was sleeping; it was the middle of the night, and she was in the midst of a good dream. But suddenly, she was woken up by a loud pounding at the door. Lan Gu threw on some clothes and came out to see her master carrying a man. The man’s clothes were tattered, and he had many bloody wounds on him; it was unclear where the master had picked him up from. Because Zhichen was extremely tall, his slightly shorter wife was blocked behind him. She peeked a small head out from behind Zhichen and rattled off a long list of medicine names to Lan Gu. Lan Gu was taken aback, but fortunately, being quick-witted, she immediately understood and promptly had people fetch a batch of medicinal herbs according to Dong Huiying’s list. Shu Yu slept well through the night. He slowly got up, dressed, washed up, and tidied himself up neatly and cleanly before sauntering towards the dining room. These days, the three spouses each had their own things to be busy with, mainly because the eldest brother and the wife were too busy. As for Shu Yu, his "busyness" was merely finding some fun to fend off loneliness. But no matter what, the three of them had an understanding that, although not a rule, they’d gather for breakfast every morning. However, on this day, when he arrived at the dining room, he didn’t see his eldest brother or his wife there. He furrowed his brow slightly, a bit displeased, and headed towards his brother’s room, only to find it empty — there was no one in his brother’s room? Shu Yu’s brow furrowed slightly, and just then, Lan Gu saw him, "Is the Second Young Master looking for the master?" Shu Yu raised an eyebrow, "Where’s Huiying?" Hmm, it seems in Second Master’s heart, his wife is far more important than his brother; he’s clearly prioritizing his spouse over his sibling. Lan Gu kindly pointed him in the right direction. So Shu Yu leisurely made his way to the guest room in the west wing of the Blue mansion. Upon pushing the door open, he saw his eldest brother lying face-up on a long chair, with the wife resting on his shoulder. Both had deep dark circles under their eyes, looking quite exhausted. Who knows what they got up to last night? Shu Yu’s gaze shifted to the bed nearby, where he saw a blonde, blue-eyed man from Fanbang lying there sound asleep. Suddenly, the man’s eyelashes fluttered, and he slowly opened his eyes. Upon waking, William was momentarily bewildered. He couldn’t distinguish where he was, nor what day it was. His body was tired and weak, but beyond that... there were no wounds on him. It was as if... the previous fierce battle was nothing but an illusion. Was it a dream? No, it wasn’t a dream! What’s more, even if it was a dream, it couldn’t explain why he’d wake up in this unfamiliar room. The room was spacious, beautiful, and elegant. It wasn’t the artificial elegance of the Fengya Pavilion, but true elegance. Shu Yu stared at William, raising an eyebrow slightly, "Who are you?" William was stunned, and that’s when the language barrier became apparent.