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

Qin Suyu asked softly, "Sister, I just heard that you are planning to open a store. Do you really want to make this store bigger and stronger?"

There was a hint of curiosity and concern in her words, and her eyes were fixed on Qin Suling.

Qin Suling smiled and nodded gently, her expression as calm as water, but her eyes flashed with determination: "Indeed, I rented this shop temporarily. I hope to accumulate enough customers as soon as possible, so that one day I can have a shop that truly belongs to me."

Qin Suyu's heart began beating violently in her chest. She could hardly believe her ears - Qin Suling, she actually planned to open a shop!

Although Qin Suling is usually calm and peaceful, Qin Suyu knows very well that she is not a person without any aspirations.

She was the daughter of a concubine, of humble origin, without the support of a prominent background, so she could only choose to endure and give in.

However, at this moment, Qin Suling's decision made Qin Suyu see the strength in her heart that was unwilling to be ordinary.

An inexplicable excitement surged in Qin Suyu's heart, and she seemed to see hope for the future.

Her mother once told her that Qin Suling was a person who was determined to leave the Qin Mansion.

Now it seems that it is indeed the case!

As long as Qin Suling leaves the Qin Mansion, no one will compete with Qin Suyu for the position of the eldest daughter of the Qin family!

This thought filled Qin Suyu's heart with anticipation and joy.

She immediately held Qin Suling's hand tightly and said eagerly: "Sister, is there anything you need me to do? Don't worry, I, Qin Suyu, represent the entire Qin family. As long as you ask, our Qin family will definitely help you with all our strength!"

Her words were full of impatience, as if she had already seen the moment Qin Suling left the Qin Mansion.

Qin Suling was infected by her enthusiasm. She shook her hand back awkwardly and patted it gently: "Thank you for your kindness, sister. But if the elders knew about this, I'm afraid it would cause unnecessary trouble."

Qin Suyu felt anxious when he heard this.

She really wanted to tell Qin Suling not to worry about these things and that the important thing was to leave the Qin Mansion as soon as possible.

But when the words came to her lips, she felt that she had to find a suitable reason to make Qin Suling accept her help.

She thought for a moment and finally found a seemingly reasonable excuse: "Sister, in fact, you and I are destined to be together."

Qin Suling was stunned when she heard this. She had indeed never thought that there would be any special fate between her and Qin Suyu.

But looking at Qin Suyu's serious expression, she couldn't help but feel curious: "Oh? Why do you say that, sister?"

Qin Suyu smiled slightly and began to tell the story of the orchid: "It all started with a pot of orchid..."

A year ago, the shadow of the palace still loomed over the imperial city.

At that time, the late emperor loved orchids and cultivated them himself, and gave a pot of rare orchids to the Qin family.

However, there were few people in the Qin family who could appreciate this elegance, and the orchids were merely taken care of but never truly cherished.

Unexpectedly, the late emperor suddenly fell seriously ill, the palace was in turmoil, and the position of the crown prince was in jeopardy.

With the full support of the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion, the prince finally won and ascended to the throne.

However, the once glorious palace was now a scorched earth, and the rare orchids left by the late emperor had also turned to ashes.

After the new emperor ascended the throne, whenever he thought of the late emperor, he would miss the pot of orchid.

So he made a request to the Qin family, hoping to bring the orchid back to the palace.

However, the Qin family fell into panic.

That pot of orchid was on the verge of withering that winter. Everyone in the Qin family was extremely worried.

However, they did not dare to look for a gardener in a public manner and could only look for a way to save the tree in private.

Qin Zhinan, the son of the Qin family, took the dying orchid and set out on the road to the outskirts of Beijing.

He visited many famous craftsmen, but the answers he got were despairing - no one could save him.

When he returned disappointed, he saw a familiar figure stepping into the old gardener's yard.

That was Qin Suling, another daughter of the Qin family.

She walked in the drizzle, wearing a cloak and holding a pot of flowers tightly in her arms.

She walked up to the old gardener and said in a clear and firm voice: "Old man, I kept it alive! This pot of flowers is alive!"

Qin Zhinan stood in the rain, looking at her intently.

Her eyes looked unusually bright through the mist.

Although her face was covered with water droplets, her eyes were full of determination and persistence.

He knew that no matter how great the difficulties were, Qin Suling would firmly find a solution.

The old gardener looked at the orchid sent by Qin Suling, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He praised repeatedly: "You can even support this, you are really a master, even better than me!"

Qin Zhinan stood in the rain, watching Qin Suling's departing back.

His arms still hung in the rain, and the hard black arm guards were wet by the rain.

His fingers trembled slightly, as if expressing his inner excitement and emotion.

He turned around and looked at the old gardener, then at the pot of orchid placed aside.

He took a deep breath and said firmly: "One hundred taels of gold, I want this pot of flowers."

The old gardener looked at him in confusion, but Qin Zhinan had already taken out the gold note.

He bought the ownership of the pot of flowers, but he did not bring it back to the Qin Mansion.

He knew that no one in the Qin Mansion knew how to grow flowers. If this orchid fell into their hands, it would probably wither again.

So he asked the old gardener to take good care of the orchid so that it could continue to bloom with the brilliance of life.

Qin Zhinan stood in the rain, looking at the flowerpot in his hand.

He knew that this pot of orchid was not only the result of Qin Suling's hard work, but also her persistence and love for life.

He will protect it well and let it continue to bloom with its beauty.

Qin Zhinan's ink-black cloak fluttered in the wind like a flag flying on the battlefield.

Under the rain, the cloak looked as black and shiny as lacquer, just like the darkest night in the night sky.

The horse he was riding galloped like lightning on the bluestone-paved road leading into the capital. The sound of its hooves was sonorous and powerful, like meteors streaking across the sky.

His face was solemn, but it couldn't hide his handsomeness. Every subtle movement revealed his extraordinary status and bearing.

There was a firm and sharp light in his eyes, as if he could see through the troubles in this world.

When people on the post road saw him, they all gave way respectfully, fearing his identity and even more in awe of the majesty he carried.

However, Qin Zhinan, who was speeding in the rainstorm, was in a state of confusion.

In his mind, there was only a pot of blooming orchids. The flowers were so beautiful and gorgeous that they seemed unaffected by the heavy rain.

He didn't know what he was doing, but his heart was beating like a war drum and he couldn't calm down.

He only knew that he had to return to the Qin Mansion as soon as possible because there were things he had to face there.

Not long after, the old gardener appeared in front of the Qin Mansion.

He held the pot of revived orchid in his hands, a satisfied smile on his face.

Qin Zhinan seemed to feel a little bit of peace in his heart.