After I transmigrated, the cold king clung to me every day.

Chapter 317 The handkerchief falls, and Murong Han panics.

With a gentle smile on her face and concern in her eyes, Murong Yi asked softly, "How have you been lately, Fifth Brother?"

Murong Han remained calm, nodded slightly, and said in a low voice, "It's the same as before."

Murong Yi leaned forward slightly, his face still displaying just the right amount of friendliness: "Fifth Brother is not young anymore. Although we haven't had much contact since childhood, we are still family, both sons of Father, so it's only natural for me to care about you. I wonder if Fifth Brother has someone he loves?"

Murong Han frowned slightly, waved his hand, and said helplessly, "Ninth Brother, please don't make fun of me."

Murong Yi and Lin Qianqian exchanged glances, a thoughtful look flashing in their eyes. Murong Yi then spoke, her tone slightly mischievous: "By the way, is Fifth Brother still a virgin?"

Upon hearing this, Murong Han was startled. His hand holding the teacup trembled uncontrollably, spilling a few drops of tea. He tried his best to remain calm, but a hint of panic still flashed across his face. He forced himself to be composed and said, "You... what do you mean by that?"

Seeing this, Lin Qianqian quickly smiled gently, her eyes sparkling, defusing the awkwardness while subtly continuing to probe: "Fifth Prince, please don't be offended. He's just too concerned about you. He was thinking that if Fifth Brother is still single, we could help keep an eye out for him. After all, it's time for a man to marry, and we all hope to find you a gentle, virtuous, and compatible sister-in-law soon."

Murong Han's expression suddenly turned flustered, and he instantly lost his usual composure. His hands seemed unable to find a suitable place, flailing anxiously at his sides, and his wide sleeves swung back and forth like flags fluttering in the wind.

In his panic, he abruptly flicked his long sleeve, and a light-colored handkerchief unexpectedly fell from it. The handkerchief drifted down gently, like a flower petal in spring.

Upon seeing this, Murong Han was startled and instinctively exclaimed, "Huh?" He leaned forward involuntarily, but it was too late to pick it up.

At this moment, Murong Yi and Lin Qianqian's attention was also drawn to this scene.

Upon seeing this, Murong Han hurriedly bent down to pick up the handkerchief, but Lin Qianqian was faster and picked it up first.

Lin Qianqian held the handkerchief, her brows furrowing slightly. Her gaze was fixed on the handkerchief, her eyes filled with doubt. She murmured to herself, "Huh? Isn't this... the handkerchief I gave to Huan'er?"

As she spoke, she looked up at Murong Yi, her gaze seeking confirmation, and then quickly glanced at Murong Han, her eyes filled with a hint of inquiry.

Upon hearing this, a glimmer of expectation and hope flashed in Murong Han's eyes. He took a step forward and asked eagerly, "What did you say... You recognize this handkerchief?" His body leaned forward slightly, and his hands unconsciously clenched.

Lin Qianqian nodded, her tone firm: "Yes, this handkerchief was embroidered by me. It was a gift for a maid in the manor named Huan'er. Look, I even embroidered the character 'Huan' on it."

Upon hearing this, Murong Han immediately turned his gaze to the handkerchief, his eyes filled with tension and focus, as if he wanted to see right through it.

Murong Yi also curiously came over and asked, "Qianqian, is this really Huan'er's?"

Lin Qianqian nodded emphatically, her tone slightly reproachful: "Yes, yes, how could I be wrong about what I embroidered?"

Upon hearing this, Murong Han's eyes widened, his face filled with shock and disbelief. He stood frozen in place, unable to recover for a long time.

It turned out that the woman he had been searching for for so long was actually a maid in his household! His legs went weak, and he sat down abruptly, his eyes vacant, his mind churning with countless thoughts.

Murong Yi and Lin Qianqian looked at him, then exchanged glances, frowning as they pondered for a moment, their expressions becoming increasingly serious.