The group chatted for another half hour before Su Yushan got up and returned to her residence.

Being able to go out and talk to people made her feel a little better and less depressed.

The days passed by at a leisurely pace. On the evening of the first day of the twelfth lunar month, Hongli went to Lanzhao Courtyard as usual. He was under no pressure now, after all, his wife was pregnant. He only needed to care for her and did not need to be intimate with her anymore.

When it was time to go to bed that night, Lady Fucha talked about family matters and sighed with melancholy. "Yesterday, my mother came to visit me and said that since my second brother came back, she has been busy finding him a good marriage. However, she has selected several good girls, but my second brother does not like any of them and refuses to agree."

The mother wondered if her second brother had found someone he liked or if there was another reason, but he wouldn't say anything when she asked him, which worried her greatly.

After a moment's thought, Hongli understood and said, "Fifth Prince is closer to Fu Qing, so why don't I have him try to find out what's going on?"

Lady Fucha had the same idea but was struggling with how to bring it up when, coincidentally, Hongli took the initiative to suggest it. Lady Fucha thanked him gladly.

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Fourth Master. Please tell Fifth Master to help me persuade my Second Brother."

Hongzhou was always free and loved to meddle in other people's business. In addition, Fuqing was his study companion and the two had a deep friendship, so he was naturally willing to help.

So, Hongzhou took some time to visit the Fucha family and chatted and drank with Fu Qingxian.

After lunch, Hongzhou hurriedly left the Fucha family and rushed to the Fourth Prince's residence. He shook his head and sighed, "This kid is very tight-lipped and won't say anything, but with my sharp eyes, I can still see some clues."

Hongli asked in surprise, "Oh? What did you see?"

With a mysterious smile, Hong Zhou lowered his voice, covered his lips with his finger, and whispered, "He went out for a while, and I found a handkerchief in his study. Men's handkerchiefs are usually plain, but his handkerchief was embroidered with a pattern. I guess it was a token from some girl?"

Hongli didn't take it seriously, saying, "If it's orchid, pine, or bamboo, it's not surprising that a man would use it."

“I wouldn’t doubt it if it were orchids or bamboo, but the handkerchief is embroidered with purple flowers, you know, that thing—” Hongzhou couldn’t remember for a moment, but after thinking for a while, a thought suddenly struck him.

"Oh right! Asters! This is clearly a young lady's handkerchief! He said he felt unwell today and refused to drink. I'll go find him again when I have time, get him drunk, and then continue to question him."

Upon hearing this, Hongli was slightly startled. "What did you say?"

"I said I'd get him drunk when I had the chance, and he'd tell the truth when he's drunk."

Hongli's expression turned solemn, and he corrected him in a deep voice, "The previous sentence!"

What was the previous sentence? Hongzhou thought carefully and repeated, "I said the aster flowers embroidered on the handkerchief! What's wrong?"