Madam Yan's Matchmaking Pavilion for Men

77 What He Owed, Bearing Responsibility

Another two weeks had gone by when a knock on the back door of the Zhangs' estate startled a servant. When he went to open the door, he was greeted by a man whose face was hidden in the shadows of the hood of a dark cloak.

The servant gulped and held onto the door tightly, wondering if the guards would come soon enough if he cried for help now. Since he wasn't sure he felt that he should stall for some time. Maybe there was some good explanation for this? "What may we do for you?"

The man leaned forward, making the servant tense up even further. Then he reached up and slightly lifted the hood. "Tell Mister Zhang I brought his son back."

"Ge ... General Yu!"

"Sh!" Yu Huang Rong glanced in both directions. Actually, he wasn't worried at all. In fact, his mood was great and he had a lot of trouble pretending to be in dire straits. He had just almost three weeks alone with the person he loved. Although having to hold back from touching when he saw this beautiful body every day was pure torture, finally being able to spend every second of the day with Zhang Shi Lan made more than up for that. To think that they would soon be able to do this every day ... Mn, just imagining it made him feel ecstatic.

The servant hurriedly shut up. That was right. The General had been attacked by the emperor's people. If somebody noticed that he was here, he might be attacked again. And if he had brought back the Young Master ... maybe he'd be implicated again. He couldn't let that happen!

"Yes. Wait a ..." The servant stopped and then opened the door wide. "Why don't you come in?"

"I don't know if they've noticed me already. I can't leave him alone."

"Oh. I ... I'll hurry." The servant left the door open and then rushed into the house, running all the way to Mister Zhang's study. "Master! Master!"

Mister Zhang furrowed his brows when the door was pushed open without waiting for his answer. "What do —"

"The Young Master is back!"

Mister Zhang leaped to his feet. "Shi Lan?! Where is he?!"

"General brought him. They're at the back door. We should let them in as soon as possible. He said he didn't know if somebody had been following him."

Mister Zhang nodded and then rushed out. When he came to the door, he saw a man with a wide cloak covering his body leaning into the carriage, seemingly speaking with somebody inside. He rushed over and glanced at the man before looking inside himself.

The inside of the carriage had been stuffed with different furs and pillows as if General Yu had been afraid Zhang Shi Lan might suffer too much from the jostling otherwise.

Yu Huang Rong watched Mister Zhang's worried expression. A hint of relief was mixing inside now that he was finally seeing his son again. It seemed that his family had been truly worried. Well, no wonder.

Yu Huang Rong cleared his throat and motioned to the door. "Let me carry him inside. It's already cold outside. That's not good for him."

"Ah. Yes." Mister Zhang nodded and stepped back, watching as Yu Huang Rong gently stepped halfway into the carriage, picked up Zhang Shi Lan and then carried him out and into the estate. He motioned at the servant to close the door and then led Yu Huang Rong into the house to the room where Zhang Shi Lan was staying.

Yu Huang Rong glanced around, once again taking a look at the place where Zhang Shi Lan lived. He gently put him on the bed before he turned to Mister Zhang and finally pulled back the hood. "I've made a lot of trouble for your family. I'm sorry. I did what I could but he will likely take some more time until he is fully healed."