The early autumn night was cool, but Hongli's words flowed warmly into her heart, soothing her anxieties.
Su Yushan hugged his waist tightly, pressed her face against his chest, closed her eyes and quietly felt his strong heartbeat, then spoke softly.
"Thank you for being so kind to me."
A soft laugh escaped from his Adam's apple. Hongli raised a finger and casually twirled a strand of her hair, saying, "Between you and me, is it too formal to say thank you?"
Her soft, dark hair tugged at her scalp, sending a shiver down her spine. She loved this wonderful feeling, nestled in his arms, and said softly, "But I just wanted to thank you! People should always be grateful and content with what they have!"
That's right, contentment brings happiness. Hongli couldn't help but sigh, "Then I should thank Heaven for letting me meet you, otherwise my remaining life would be so boring."
Su Yushan thought to herself: If Hongli's life is boring, how can the people of the world live? "I think your life is quite comfortable!"
"Delicious food and fine clothes are certainly nourishing, but if the heart has no place to rest, it will be extremely lonely. Now that you are by my side, I feel that every day has meaning."
His voice was deep and pleasant to listen to. Su Yushan smiled and said, "Why are you so sweet-talking today? You're always saying sweet things."
"It's always been sweet, try it if you don't believe me." As he spoke, Hongli leaned closer to her, and Su Yushan let out a soft moan, hiding in his arms and refusing to lift her face. "I believe you, okay?"
"Since you believe it, you should taste it and see just how sweet it is."
"..." So, she couldn't escape it after all? Su Yushan hummed and said no, her nose unconsciously rubbing against his chest, unaware that this action only fueled Hongli's passion, making him unable to restrain himself any longer and pulling her even tighter in his arms.
His breathing began to become erratic, and he sighed helplessly.
"She's a fairy by day, and a little devil by night, always bewitching people."
She pouted her cherry lips, protesting her innocence, "What did I do? I didn't do anything, how could I have seduced you?"
Greedily inhaling the fragrance emanating from her, Hongli said in a hoarse voice, "It is precisely because some of her actions are unconscious that they are so alluring."
Su Yushan wanted to argue, but his kiss was already on her lips, delicate and tender, silencing all her words, leaving only helpless moans escaping from between the curtains.
Since Hongli didn't care, Su Yushan felt no pressure. She ate and drank as usual, and as for when the child would arrive, she left it to fate.
Meanwhile, Su Jiafeng's marriage arrangements have been finalized, and the wedding date is set for October.
According to custom, the younger brother should only get married after the elder brother, Su Mingfeng, has married. However, Su Mingfeng's marriage is still undecided, and he does not want to delay his younger brother's lifelong happiness. Therefore, he discussed with Master Zheng, Manager He, and the matchmaker to let his younger brother get married first.
Knowing that the Su family had little wealth and that Su Jiafeng hadn't saved much money even after working at the restaurant for a year, Hongli specially rewarded her with five hundred taels of silver to help her prepare for the wedding.
Previously, Gao Xiuwen had been in charge of the household affairs. After the Fujin entered the household, Gao Xiuwen took the initiative to resign and dared not overstep her bounds. However, Fucha Shi still had to manage other affairs in the household. With such a large and prosperous family, she was eventually overwhelmed and asked Gao Xiuwen to help manage the household accounts.
After reviewing the account books delivered by the accountant, Gao Xiuwen felt dissatisfied but couldn't speak to the Fourth Prince directly, so she went to find the Princess Consort.
"If it were your brother, Madam, it would be fine, but he is the brother of a maid. Giving him a hundred or eighty taels would be more than enough. For Fourth Master to give him five hundred taels is rather unreasonable."
Glancing at the account book, Lady Fucha frowned slightly. After a moment's thought, she said calmly, "These kinds of social niceties depend on the Fourth Prince's mood. If he's willing to give, then so be it."
“But…” Gao Xiuwen glanced at the door and lowered her voice, “We must have spies from the palace in our household. If Consort Xi finds out, she’ll probably reprimand the Fourth Prince again. Why don’t you… talk to him, Madam?”
Although Hongli did not stay overnight at Lanyue Pavilion, he would go to have a meal with Gao Xiuwen every now and then. It was not that Gao Xiuwen could not see him. If she had any thoughts, she could tell Hongli directly. Why did she have to beat around the bush and let others tell her?
She's probably just making excuses because she's afraid of being scolded. She's quite shrewd; does Lady Fucha really want to offend Hongli?
Lady Fucha didn't want to play the bad cop, but as the legal wife, there were some things she had to remind her of. After thinking it over, Lady Fucha agreed.
However, Hongli had just visited Lanzhao Academy and would not be coming again anytime soon, so Fucha had no choice but to make an exception and go to see him.
At that time, Hongli was writing a memorial to the throne and needed to concentrate on it. So Fucha sat quietly to the side and waited.
After waiting for nearly fifteen minutes, Hongli finally finished his work. Lady Fucha brought him the ginseng soup that she had prepared in advance. Hongli didn't have much of an appetite, but he still drank half a bowl to be polite.
Seeing that she hesitated to speak, Hongli said loudly, "Just say what you have to say."
After a moment's hesitation, Lady Fucha tentatively said, "When Xiuwen was looking at the accounts recently, she discovered that you, Fourth Master, had given five hundred taels to Su Gege's family."
He thought the princess had something important to discuss, but unexpectedly she came about money.
"What? Do I need to report to you when I use money?"
A faint smile remained on his face, but his voice suddenly turned cold. Lady Fucha held her breath and explained:
"Your Highness has misunderstood. That's not what I meant. I was just worried that someone with ulterior motives might report this to the palace, which could be detrimental to Your Highness and Consort Su."
Hongli already knew about the presence of spies in the household, but he didn't take it to heart.
"You are pregnant, and your mother is very pleased. She won't interfere in such a small matter. Even if she does ask, I will take responsibility. You don't need to worry about it. Just focus on your pregnancy."
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