Even if... the woman he has been pursuing all along has not been the current version of himself, but another soul with the same face, yet completely different in personality and attitude. However, this still benefits him. If one day, he manages to exhaust the last bit of affection his wife master has for him, he’s afraid it would truly be too late for regret. At this thought, Liang Zhichen held his head in his hands, sinking into deep distress. Rationality told him he had no other choice at the moment but to try and accept, yet emotionally, he was extremely resistant. How on earth could he view all of this as a matter of course? And how did the former version of himself handle all of this, handle such relationships? His head felt heavy and swollen. That night, Liang Zhichen did not sleep at all. He stood in the courtyard, quietly enduring an entire night of cold wind, until the morning of the next day. Lan Gu woke up early. Her first action upon getting up was to come to Liang Zhichen, only to see the man’s shoulders covered in moisture, even still wearing what he wore yesterday. He hadn’t changed his clothes, and it seemed he’d been standing there for quite some time? "Master?" Lan Gu spoke, and Liang Zhichen turned to look at her. When she met with the man’s haggard face, and the bloodshot eyes, Lan Gu was taken aback. He truly looked weathered. Since meeting him a year ago, and treating him as her master, fully committed to serving him; in Lan Gu’s memory, the man had always been measured in his actions, with uncommon calmness. He may have his wild and unruly moments, occasionally displaying a touch of domineering air, and might treat others with indifference, but he was undoubtedly quite confident. He had never tormented himself over emotions before. Even though it was only a brief night, the man seemed as though he had aged. He said tiredly, "Have the carriage prepared." His voice was hoarse, and his speech was slow. Lan Gu was very worried about his health, but quietly observed the man’s appearance. Lan Gu knew that at this moment, her master needed not the care and thoughtfulness of someone like herself, but of that woman, the one of crucial importance in her master’s heart. "Yes, please wait a moment, I will arrange it right away!" Liang Zhichen knew the residence that Shu Yu rented. When the Blue mansion’s carriage appeared here, the sky had not yet fully brightened. The courtyard was silent. Lan Gu was in charge of driving the carriage. She originally intended to knock at the door, but the man stopped her. "No need, just wait here." Lan Gu glanced back at the carriage; unable to see the expression of the person inside due to the curtain, she guessed that the master’s mood must not be good. Indeed, it’s simple to put oneself in someone else’s shoes. If it were herself, if the person she loved was lying in bed with another, different person, wouldn’t her heart be sorrowful too? So the master and servant duo waited outside. They waited and waited until sounds emerged from within the small courtyard. It seemed the people living inside had woken up. But Lan Gu didn’t act rashly; she was waiting for the master’s instructions. And her master—Liang Zhichen, was sitting quietly in the carriage, unclear what he was thinking. It wasn’t until smoke from the kitchen rose, spreading the rich aroma of food throughout the courtyard. Lan Gu had been following her master since morning, and had not yet eaten, her stomach already empty.