Fu Qing never dared to look at her, but his heart was still uneasy.

He knew that he and Su Yushan were separated by vast distances, and he knew that he shouldn't be thinking about his brother-in-law's woman, but when he woke up in the middle of the night, he was still captivated by his beautiful dreams.

I dreamt of her standing in the fields, the autumn wind ruffling her hair, and she slowly turned her head, a gentle smile on her face, "Fu Qing, you're back..."

If he could, he wished time could stand still in that period of life.

He didn't go to the capital, didn't find his family, didn't meet the Fourth Prince, and didn't see the painting, so he wouldn't know her identity or bring her back to the capital.

The two remained in the countryside, and she would never see Hongli again. Perhaps with time, she would gradually accept him.

However, life has no "what ifs." He eventually returned home, and she resumed her original identity. The two walked towards each other, growing further and further apart. He thought they would never cross paths again in this life, but unexpectedly, he met her here today. He had promised himself to let go and learn to accept reality, but the moment he heard her voice, he was thrown into disarray, his emotions surging, and he was ultimately unable to let go.

Hongzhou was always talkative, and he was the only one in the entire private room who kept talking non-stop. Even melon seeds couldn't keep his mouth shut. Now, unable to resist his curiosity, he continued chatting.

"I heard that the Emperor intended to marry my uncle, Prince Yi's daughter, to you, but you refused. Why is that? Could it be that you refused because of your beloved?"

Hongli was originally watching the opera, but when he heard that Fu Qing had refused the marriage, he immediately turned to look at Fu Qing to see how he would explain.