After the noble lady was reborn, the whole mansion begged her for forgiveness

When Qi Qiyuangui set out on his journey home, the last ray of setting sun in the sky had quietly disappeared behind the distant mountains.

It was as if a shy girl had hidden behind the curtain of the embroidered building, leaving behind only a faint purple haze that slowly dissipated at the horizon.

Night, this mysterious weaver, silently spreads out its deep silk, gently covering every corner of the earth, and everything is dyed with a layer of quiet and mysterious blue.

Outside the mansion, Qin Suling stood alone in the dim light.

Her figure is light and graceful, like an orchid waiting to be caressed by the spring breeze, exuding a faint fragrance.

The dim light from the lantern created a soft halo around her, adding a touch of gentleness and determination.

Her eyes sparkled with anticipation and tenderness, as if they could see into the deepest secrets of the human heart.

Ever since Qi Qiyuan returned home, loneliness has become his constant companion. The indifference and sense of distance, like the cold wind in winter, constantly invade his heart.

But at this moment, when this loneliness was broken by Qin Suling's warm figure, he felt unprecedented peace and warmth in his heart.

His pace unconsciously slowed down, and each step was unusually steady, as if he was savoring this sudden happiness.

As he stepped into the mansion, the familiar yet slightly unfamiliar environment made his heart surge, and layers of delicate waves appeared in his heart.

He never expected that in this silent night, someone would be waiting silently and light a light for him to return home.

That sudden throbbing was like a willow branch accidentally brushing against his face in spring, gently touching the softest part of his soul and making him feel an unprecedented sense of belonging.

"Why are you waiting so late at night?"

Qi Qiyuan's voice was deep and magnetic. Every word seemed to contain a tremendous amount of power, and there was a hint of imperceptible tenderness in his words.

His face still maintained its usual calmness, but there was a strange light flashing in his deep eyes, as if he was afraid that any action of his would break the beauty of this tranquility.

Hearing this, Qin Suling's lips curled up into a smile more brilliant than the afterglow of the setting sun, and her eyes were twinkling with stars, like the brightest stars in the night sky.

"I thought my husband would be back soon, so I just strolled here to greet him, hoping to add a touch of unusual color to this ordinary day."

Her voice was soft and clear, like the gurgling of water in the mountains, gently brushing Qi Qiyuan's heart, making him feel unprecedented peace and satisfaction.

A warm feeling surged in Qi Qiyuan's heart. He gently stepped forward and adjusted Qin Suling's cloak. His weathered hands now wrapped around her small hands with extraordinary delicacy.

"I don't get to go home every day, so you don't have to work so hard."

His tone was full of love and reluctance for her, and every word revealed the tenderness in his heart.

Qin Suling secretly laughed in her heart, but she also understood Qi Qiyuan's worry and affection.

She responded in a gentle manner: "If my husband does not come back, just send someone to tell me, and I will wait for him with peace of mind."

Her words reveal the woman's tenderness while maintaining her independent tenacity and self-confidence.

The two smiled at each other, and at this moment, each other's feelings were clear without any words.

When they walked into the main courtyard hand in hand, Xiao Cui, the maid in front of the study door, saw them for the first time and a look of surprise appeared on her face.

She was about to step forward to greet him, but when she saw Qin Suling next to Qi Qiyuan, her expression became complicated.

She saluted respectfully and said, "General Qi, Madam Qi."

There was a barely perceptible hint of sadness and envy in his voice, and his eyes glanced from time to time at Qi Qiyuan and Qin Suling's clasped hands, as if silently conveying some indescribable emotion.

However, Qi Qiyuan seemed to be unaware of all this. His world was completely occupied by Qin Suling at this moment. Her smile, her voice, and her every subtle movement made him feel extremely happy and satisfied.

Everything else became unimportant, only she was the most precious thing in his heart.