Yixuan’s face turned a bit pale, and he had an ominous premonition in his heart. Zhi Chen’s thoughts stirred as though he had grasped something and immediately strode meteorically into the east room. When he pushed open the door, he saw the bedding neatly stacked, and the cabinet by the kang was piled with small bottles and heaps of small medicinal packets. Zhi Chen’s expression hardened, and by then the other brothers had also arrived, alerted by the commotion. Upon entering the room, Shujun came to a sharp halt, his entire being seemingly stupefied. He had understood what had happened, but he truly didn’t wish to accept it in his heart. "...Where is she? Where is Baobao?" he turned to look at his younger brothers, "Where did she go? Did she go to fetch water, or did she go to do something else? Has anyone seen her?" Shujun’s voice was very hoarse. He practically shouted those words. Zhi Chen entered the east room and saw the ink had dried. He picked up a folded letter and read through it at a glance, suddenly tensing the corners of his lips. Shujun couldn’t snap back to reality for a long time, Haoming wore a stunned look, Yue Ning widened his eyes in fear and fright, full of incredulity. She left, she’s gone?? Yixuan remained silent, his originally resplendent lips now devoid of any color. He trembled and tried to speak but could not utter even half a word. "What’s all this?" Second Brother Shu Yu, upon hearing the noise, ambled slowly towards the east room. Zhi Chen passed the letter to Shu Yu, who also became momentarily stunned after reading it. Before he collected himself, the letter was snatched away by Shujun. Clamping his lips tightly, Shujun quickly skimmed through it once. His lips trembled and the corners of his eyes quietly reddened. "Liu Lang’s personal message—" "It is said that the bond of husband and wife is deep, with affection profound and obligations weighty. They discuss together the reasons for sharing a quilt, taking joy from the union of their deep emotions. For the cause of husband and wife, a connection is made in the previous three lifetimes, thus resulting in this marital union; if the marriage fate leads to good, then husband and wife will be united, but if it leads to evil, then enmity will grow." "You and I, seven people, have turned against each other, harboring suspicions like the hatred between cats and mice, coexisting like wolves and sheep. Since our seven hearts are not the same, it’s hard to unite our intentions, better to part ways and each find our own happiness." "Zhi Chen—you, as the eldest brother, have the capabilities of one. But for that matter on the mountain top, you must conceal it, lest disaster be brought." "Shu Yu—I have left behind no few medicinal packets, in total three hundred and sixty-seven, to be used during nightly medicinal baths. After one year, I will return." "Shujun—the bitterness of yesterday is for the sweetness of tomorrow, though heaven takes us to our separate ways, I sincerely wish, hoping all is well with you." "Haoming—the affairs of Jun City linger in my memory. I have left behind one hundred bottles each of internal and external injury medicine for you and Yue Ning to share. I hope you won’t be so easily injured in the future, cherish and value them, and may you have peace and health all seasons, and no longer deeply hide your thoughts." "Yue Ning—I know you will be angry, probably gritting your teeth and cursing me. I hope you can restrain your temper, lest it bring you harm in the future." "Yixuan—I know your heart is full of knots, unable to let go." "Without concealment, since that mudslide, I have been reborn, with all the past becoming void." "And when I opened my eyes, the first person I saw was you. The loving unity of this home made me yearn for rebirth, and in the time that followed, I gradually began to feel a sense of belonging here." "I did my utmost, accomplishing what I could. During this period, there were disputes, there were conflicts, I was also injured, bled, laughed, and felt warmth, but in the end, none of it compares to the word ’hate.’ "If past events are like clouds and smoke, let them be but a dream, I wish you cherish yourself."