"Hmph, your princess is already powerful!" He Yue glanced at her sideways and snorted.

Hailan covered her mouth, almost bursting out laughing, but was glared at by Heyue, and immediately stopped smiling, her little face tense, and she lowered her head respectfully.

He Yue then withdrew her gaze and continued walking back.

Although there were some rumors in the household because of Aunt Bei, she was still young and it didn't affect her reputation.

Secondly, he himself didn't care about these things. After all, his mother was suppressing them, and even if the people below had something to say, they wouldn't dare to say anything openly. At most, they would discuss it privately for a few days and then it would be over.

That evening, Yu Ying received the news and reported the results of her investigation: "Fang Liu is the owner of Jinxiufang in the capital. Jinxiufang is very famous among the noble ladies in the capital. Many wives and princesses of princely mansions like to order clothes made by Jinxiufang."

Heyue rested her chin on her hand and asked, "Which families go to Jinxiufang to have their clothes made?"

Yu Ying thought for a moment and replied one by one: "There are the residences of Prince Zhi, Prince Cheng, Fourth Prince, Prince Yu, Prince An, and Prince Gong. All these residences ordered their clothes from Jinxiufang."

He Yue nodded, indicating that she understood. It seemed that Jinxiufang's business was indeed quite good, catering mainly to the upper class.

"If Princess wants clothes from this shop, she can speak to Madam. Madam loves Princess dearly and will certainly not begrudge the money," Yu Ying suggested softly.

He Yue understood perfectly well that those who did business with the Prince's mansion would certainly have plenty of money, and she wouldn't begrudge the small amount.

"I'll talk to Mother about it in a few days, and I'll go with Sixth Sister to take a look at this shop," Heyue said, feigning happiness.

Yu Ying nodded, without suspecting anything.

Three days later, the Fourth Princess Consort came to invite him, saying that the clothes were ready.

He Yue remembered her mother's words and went to ask her mother.

Irgen Gioro did not stop her, but said, "Since it was the Fourth Princess Consort who invited you, it is fine to go. Just be careful to observe etiquette and do not speak recklessly."

Heyue was overjoyed, but she didn't show it on her face. She obediently agreed, bid farewell to her mother, and took her two maids, Hailan and Yuying, out of the mansion and took a carriage to the Fourth Prince's mansion.

Passing through the bustling city, Heyue felt stifled in the carriage and lifted the curtain to look at the scenery on the street.

The buildings on both sides are very tall, exuding the simplicity and historical weight of the North.

Along the roadside were various stalls selling miscellaneous items, with vendors tirelessly calling out their wares. As autumn approached and the weather grew colder, porters, dressed in thin clothes, passed by carrying their loads on shoulder poles, while men and women of all kinds dressed elegantly passed by.

Listening intently to the sounds outside, Heyue was in a very good mood.

She had been here for three or four months and had long since gotten used to life here. She didn't feel too uncomfortable. Perhaps it was because she didn't feel much belonging to her original world. Without her sister, that world was just a place that had nothing to do with her.

On the contrary, here she has family, friends, and many new things to see, and she likes everything she sees.

As the carriage swayed, familiar verses drifted into my ears:

The Cowherd and the Weaver Girl are separated by the Milky Way.

With slender, delicate hands, she deftly weaves at the loom.

He could not compose a single piece of writing all day, and his tears fell like rain.

The Milky Way is clear and shallow; how far apart are we?

Separated by a mere stream, we gaze at each other silently, unable to speak.

Several children, hand in hand, skipped and hopped, reciting the poems in a cheerful and catchy voice.

He Yue suddenly shouted "Stop!" and jumped off the carriage as soon as it stopped.

Hailan and Yuying hurriedly jumped down as well. Heyue then remembered to ask Hailan to give her some loose silver coins and ran over to the children.

She handed the loose silver to one of the boys, who was about seven or eight years old, and smiled kindly with her eyes narrowed: "Little brother, I have a question to ask you. Please answer it carefully, okay? You can use this to buy something to eat."

The boy's eyes lit up, he grinned and nodded emphatically.

Heyue patted his head and asked, "Have any of the older sisters asked you about this poem these days?"

The boy's eyes darted around, and he shook his head without hesitation: "No."

A hint of sadness appeared on He Yue's face. She forced a smile, thanked him, and turned to leave.

Yu Ying looked at her expression and carefully spoke, "Princess, there have been people watching closely these days, but no one has come to inquire, which shows that the person you are looking for is not here."

He Yue fell into deep thought. How could she not know? But when she saw this scene, she still wanted to ask in person and confirm it herself.

She also had another answer in her heart: perhaps it wasn't that it wasn't here, but that it wouldn't come. That vague thought grew stronger and stronger. She was unwilling to give up any possibility. Perhaps she could find an opportunity to test the waters.

A tall, thin man saw them get into the carriage, walked over, gave the boy a few pieces of silver, asked what Heyue had asked earlier, and after getting the exact answer, the tall, thin man quickly ran away and disappeared into the crowd.

Upon arriving at the Fourth Prince's residence, Heyue was once again invited to the main courtyard of the Fourth Prince's wife.

Just then, the Fourth Prince returned from the palace and came to visit his eldest son, Honghui. Two-year-old Honghui was at the age where he was playful and sleepy. The couple coaxed Honghui to sleep, and the Fourth Prince had some things to attend to, so he decided to head out.

At this moment, Ziyu, another head maid of the Fourth Prince's wife, came in to report: "Your Highness, Your Highness, the Seventh Princess has arrived."

"Which Seventh Princess?" The Fourth Prince paused, frowning as he asked his Fourth Consort.

Fourth Princess Consort chuckled: "My lord, have you forgotten? She is the seventh princess from the Ministry of War's residence. I invited her over a few days ago and had some clothes made for her."

Thinking that the master also liked the child very much, there was no need to hide it, so he was about to instruct Ziyu to let someone in.

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