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

When the Second Lady saw this scene, she involuntarily clenched her hands into fists, with her fingertips deeply embedded in her palms, as if to dispel the unspeakable pain and anger in her heart.

However, compared with the anger, this pain is as insignificant as a candle flame compared to the scorching sun.

Anger was boiling in her chest, and she wanted to step forward and question him, but she seemed to be blocked by an invisible barrier. She could only watch Qin Suling's resolute back as he left, gradually going farther and farther away until he disappeared from her sight.

Nanny Wu, who was standing on the side, witnessed this sudden change, and was shocked and unbelievable. She thought to herself that Qin Suling, who was known for her gentleness and virtue in the past, could show such an amazing transformation in adversity. Her hidden tenacity and perseverance were truly amazing.

"It seems that this world can really sharpen people's hearts. Even a woman like Qin Suling has a side that is unknown to others."

Nanny Wu sighed inwardly, her eyes showing both complexity and a hint of admiration.

"It seems that the gentleness you usually display is all a disguise, and now the truth is revealed."

The second lady's voice sounded coldly, revealing undisguised sarcasm and disdain in her words.

When Qin Suling heard this, she just glanced sideways, without any fluctuation in her eyes, as if all the ridicule and accusations were like a breeze blowing away her face, leaving no trace.

She has her own ideas in her mind and has long transcended worldly prejudices and constraints. She only seeks the freedom and unrestrainedness in her heart.

Seeing this, Madam Qi was furious. She pointed to the door with a trembling finger and said in a cold voice, "Qin, wait here for Qi Qiyuan to come back. Let him see with his own eyes how his wife violated filial piety and committed treason!"

Qin Suling heard this, bowed respectfully, and replied: "Yes, old lady."

Then she walked into the courtyard, her steps steady and calm, as if nothing in the world could shake her determination and will.

Outside the courtyard, the cold wind howled, piercing like a knife. Although Qin Suling was wearing a thick cloak, he could still feel the bone-chilling cold.

Jinxiu followed closely behind, looking at her worriedly, and finally couldn't help but suggest: "Madam, the wind is so cold, can I get you something to keep warm?" Qin Suling shook her head gently, with a faint smile on her lips: "It doesn't matter, this little bit of cold is just a small episode in my life."

Seeing this, Jinxiu became even more anxious, her eyes slightly red: "Madam, I really can't bear to see you suffer. The old lady is too harsh. If anything happens to you, I will be blamed!" Her voice was full of indignation and worry, and every word she said was full of concern and loyalty to Qin Suling.

Qin Suling turned around and looked at Jinxiu tenderly, with a maternal glow in her eyes: "Silly girl, you don't have to worry. All I want in this life is to be free and follow my heart, to live truthfully and openly. The turmoil and judgment of the outside world are all passing clouds and mists to me, not worth mentioning."

After saying this, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and she revealed a relieved smile, a smile that showed both relief from the past and infinite longing and expectation for the future.

At this moment, the night sky suddenly lit up with a dazzling light, as if a crack had appeared in the sky. A bright spark suddenly broke through the quiet night sky, bursting with dazzling brilliance.

Immediately afterwards, colorful fireworks bloomed one after another, decorating the night sky like a dream.

They are like stars, twinkling with charming light, or like flowing clouds, dancing leisurely in the night sky.

Each firework is breathtakingly beautiful, and eventually turns into tiny points of light, gently falling like whispers from heaven, gently embellishing the dark night sky, adding an indescribable touch of vitality and vigor to this silent night.

Seeing this, Jinxiu gently pointed her finger at the gorgeous fireworks, her eyes sparkling with childlike surprise and longing.

She turned around and called to Qin Suling softly, "Madam, look over there! What a beautiful scene..."

Her voice floated gently in the night wind, with a bit of dreaminess and tenderness, as if it could dispel all the cold and gloom, adding a rare bit of warmth and comfort to this cold night.

Qin Suling also looked up at the gorgeous night sky, with a touch of tenderness and emotion in her eyes: "Yes, what beautiful fireworks... Just like our lives, even in the darkest moments, there will be moments of brilliant blooming."

Qin Suling sat quietly in a corner of the courtyard. The moonlight was like a fine gauze, gently draped over her plain clothes, covering her entire body in a layer of faint silver light. She seemed like a fairy descending from the sky, untainted by the dust and detached from the world.

Her bun was simple yet elegant, with a few strands of hair gently blowing against her cheeks, adding a touch of gentleness.

She slowly raised her eyes in the direction of Jinxiu's gently raised fingers. At that moment, brilliant fireworks bloomed in the night sky, colorful and brilliant, like a dreamlike painting carefully woven by the Weaver Girl, slowly spreading in her clear eyes, making her hold her breath involuntarily, for fear of disturbing this moment of tranquility and beauty.

In her ears, she could hear the carefree laughter of Jinxiu and the maids in the courtyard, clear and pleasant, like the gurgling sound of a mountain stream, penetrating the silence of the night and gently touching Qin Suling's heartstrings.

The corners of her mouth inadvertently outlined a gentle and soft smile. That smile was a response to this pure joy, and it was also a cherishment and sigh for every beautiful moment in life.

Just at this moment, the night was as dark as ink, and Qi Qiyuan stepped silently into the threshold of Yilan Courtyard. His figure looked particularly tall under the moonlight.

His eyes were immediately attracted by the tranquility and beauty of Qin Suling's profile, as if the whole world had stopped.

At that moment, he and she, as well as the fireworks in the sky, together painted the most moving picture in the world. Time seemed to freeze, leaving only the heartbeats and the sounds of fireworks intertwined into a song.

A warm feeling of "good and quiet time" quietly rose in Qi Qiyuan's heart. He couldn't help but slow down his pace. Every step seemed especially heavy and solemn, as if he was walking towards the destination of his life.

He finally stood beside Qin Suling, his voice low and full of tenderness, with a barely perceptible tremor: "Can I... give you a hug?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the laughter in the courtyard seemed to stagnate. Both of them were slightly stunned, and an indescribable atmosphere filled the air, which was both awkward and full of expectation.

Qi Qiyuan secretly regretted in his heart. Although he often gave Qin Suling silent hugs when she was asleep, he had never expressed his feelings so directly when she was awake. This sudden impulse made him feel a little abrupt, and he quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, I... didn't mean to..." His eyes were full of apology and uneasiness, like a child who had done something wrong.

Qin Suling looked at him, with a hint of helplessness in her eyes, but more of pity.

She sighed softly, and the sound of her sigh was like a spring breeze blowing across the lake, creating layers of gentle ripples.

She looked at Qi Qiyuan tenderly and whispered softly, "It's okay, General, don't worry."

Her voice was soft yet firm, seeming both polite and distant, yet also containing a hint of imperceptible closeness, which made Qi Qiyuan feel both surprised and happy.

After a long time, Qi Qiyuan gradually calmed down. He took a deep breath, mustered up his courage, and slowly reached out his hand to Qin Suling.

However, at the moment when he was about to touch her, his hand hesitated, and finally he gently withdrew it.

He gazed at Qin Suling affectionately, with a faint smile on his lips, which contained both satisfaction and regret.

He knew very well that Qin Suling's heart was slowly moving closer to him, but he chose to silently guard this change and was not in a hurry to lift the thin veil of emotion.

As the art of war goes, soldiers never tire of deceit.

Qi Qiyuan used the art of war and integrated it into his emotions. Over the past six months, he used subtle methods to intentionally or unintentionally show his firmness and tenderness as a general, just to make Qin Suling's heart gradually move closer to him.

He was willing to become an emotional bait, betting his life's military exploits, just to exchange for the possibility of spending the rest of his life with his beloved. In his view, this was not only a strategy on the battlefield, but also his deepest vow and pursuit of love.

The night was deep, the noise faded away, and only the two of them were left with the tranquility of the yard.

The moonlight is like water, spreading silver all over the ground, interweaving with the splendor of fireworks to form moving pictures, together witnessing the subtle changes of this emotion.

And in this change, Qin Suling and Qi Qiyuan's hearts are quietly getting closer, and they are painting a beautiful future for themselves together.