"Later, Qinghe went to the capital to sell his hunting game and accidentally found his parents and learned about my identity. Just then, Jiafeng had an accident, so he told me about it."

Qinghe has amnesia? Fu Qing also has amnesia, so the Qinghe she mentioned must be Fu Qing!

Hongli narrowed his eyes slightly, adjusted his breathing, and paused for a moment before asking, "Do you know who Qinghe is?"

Nodding, Su Yushan said, "Before he left, I heard him say that he seemed to be from the Fucha family."

It really was Fu Qing! All the questions were answered. Fu Qing had known Yu Shan all along, so why hadn't he mentioned it when he saw the portrait that day? The more Hongli thought about it, the more uneasy he felt. He stared intently at Su Yu Shan, his breathing becoming heavier, his dark eyes filled with inquiry.

"Why have you never mentioned such a coincidence before?"

His face showed no surprise, remaining unusually calm. Su Yushan became even more certain that Hongli must have known something; otherwise, he could not have remained so composed.

At that moment, she was incredibly grateful that she hadn't lied; otherwise, she might have faced a completely different fate.

Having already told the truth, she had nothing to worry about and answered frankly, "You didn't ask, and my leaving the capital was never a good thing, so why bring it up and upset you?"

She answered calmly and flawlessly, and Hongli wanted to believe her and treat it as a coincidence. But how could he explain the handkerchief?

"You two, a man and a woman, have been spending so much time together alone. Fu Qing... doesn't seem to have any romantic feelings for you, does he?"

His tone was relaxed, as if it were a casual joke, but Su Yushan could clearly see the sharp glint in his eyes, mixed with a hint of probing.

Su Yushan was in a state of turmoil. She could explain everything else, but not this one thing. She couldn't harm Fu Qing!

Struggling to suppress her inner fear, she forced herself to remain calm, feigning embarrassment and scolding in a shy voice, "What do you mean, a lone man and a lone woman? Fourth Master, didn't you listen carefully to what I was saying? Aunt Liu and Miss Yunfang are still living in that courtyard!"

He gently stroked her cheek, which was flushed with embarrassment, and sighed in a sinister tone, "But you are so beautiful that it's hard to guarantee that men won't have lustful thoughts when they see you."

“From the moment I arrived there, they all knew I was pregnant and already married. How could he possibly have any designs on me? Fourth Master, you flatter me too much.”

"Is that so?" Hongli casually raised his eyes, his face showing no anger, but his gaze was like a sharp, cold wind sweeping across a desolate plain, cutting like a blade across her cheek, chilling her to the bone.

"Then why did he hide your handkerchief?"