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

In the quiet and slightly depressing hall, Qi Qiyuan's stern face was like the frost that never melts in winter. Unconsciously, it caused ripples in Qin Suling's heart. The tension quietly concealed her thoughts on her unfinished love affair with Wu Zhihua.

She secretly wondered why the wheel of fate played such a trick on her, allowing her to miss the chance to become the wife of the top scholar. She felt confused, but also a sense of inexplicable relief.

Qi Qiyuan's eyes were deep, as if he could see into people's hearts. He noticed the subtle changes in Qin Suling's emotions, and a trace of surprise surged in his heart, followed by a faint sense of self-blame, realizing that he might have misunderstood this gentle woman.

He opened his thin lips and said in a low and magnetic voice: "Wu Zhihua has won the first place in the imperial examination."

Qin Suling frowned slightly when she heard this, and a hint of surprise flashed across her eyes, but she quickly regained her composure and responded cautiously: "Ah...I see."

Her eyes inadvertently revealed her subtle speculation about Qi Qiyuan's next reaction, a complex emotion mixed with uneasiness and anticipation.

"Why did you dance such a sad dance just now?"

There was a hint of confusion and inquiry in Qi Qiyuan's words. His eyes were fixed on Qin Suling, trying to capture more information from her expression.

Qin Suling explained quickly, with a bit of urgency and sincerity in her tone: "That was just a coincidence. General Qi probably only saw my last dance. Before that, I danced to cheerful and joyful music, intending to add a touch of color to this dull night."

She paused, then asked cautiously, "If General Qi doesn't like me dancing a sad dance, I will only perform a festive dance in the future to please the general."

Qi Qiyuan frowned slightly when he heard this, as if he was not completely satisfied with her answer. He continued to ask: "Then why did you seem to be crying just now?"

Hearing this, Qin Suling hurriedly raised her hand and stroked her cheek, but the dryness she felt from her fingertips was as expected.

She smiled bitterly: "I didn't cry, I just... I just mistakenly thought that the general would be unhappy about this and deprive me of the right to dance."

There was a barely perceptible tremor in her voice, revealing her inner fragility and anxiety.

Qi Qiyuan looked at her, with a complex emotion flashing in his eyes. He found it hard to understand why this woman had such a deep obsession with dancing, even more than caring about marriage.

"Wu Zhihua was the top scorer, but you didn't care at all. Why are you so sad because of something I might have said?"

There was a hint of blame and confusion in his tone.

Qin Suling quickly shook his head to deny it, his voice full of sincerity: "General Qi saved my life. No matter what the general decides, I am grateful and will never dare to complain."

Upon hearing this, Qi Qiyuan raised a barely perceptible smile, and then changed the subject: "If that's the case, then don't jump."

This sentence was like a bolt from the blue, leaving Qin Suling stunned for a moment, his astonishment evident in his words.

However, Qi Qiyuan did not stop there. He continued, "But, if you can dance ten times in a row right now and satisfy me, I will allow you to continue dancing in the Yongyi Marquis's mansion."

There was a hint of teasing in his tone, but it also revealed his recognition and expectation of Qin Suling's talent.

When Qin Suling heard this, a trace of determination and firmness flashed in her eyes. She took a deep breath and quickly outlined her most proud dance piece in her mind.

In the following time, she seemed to have transformed into a butterfly, dancing gracefully in this small space. She poured all her effort and emotion into every song, striving for perfection.

When the last dance slowly came to an end, Qin Suling felt her legs go limp, and she collapsed to the ground as if all her strength had been drained out.

However, she did not feel any pain at all, because just before she was about to lose consciousness, a pair of strong arms caught her steadily. It was Qi Qiyuan's warm embrace.

Qi Qiyuan picked her up gently and walked towards the bathroom with steady steps.

Half an hour later, he gently took her back to the bedroom and carefully covered her with bedding.

However, the story did not end there. Half an hour later, Qi Qiyuan appeared at Qin Suling's bedside again. He gently put her into the bathtub and used the warm water to dispel the fatigue and coldness around her body.

At this moment, Qin Suling was too weak to move even her fingertips, and her eyelids felt so heavy that they seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.

As she lingered on the edge of the dream, one last thought flashed through her mind: the good news was that Qi Qiyuan finally recognized her dancing style; the bad news was that this recognition seemed to contain some indescribable feelings...

In the moonlit courtyard, Qi Qiyuan's obsession with Qin Suling's graceful dance was like the peach blossoms blooming in spring, gorgeous and difficult to conceal.

His eyes followed her every turn and every leap, and his deep affection was not only expressed in words, but also like a long stream of water, slowly seeping into every inch of air. Not only was he satisfied with the perspective of a bystander, but he also happily gave her various suggestions with a craftsman's heart, and every sentence contained his ultimate pursuit and deep understanding of beauty.

"What you are performing is the essence of the legacy of the previous dynasty. Why don't you wear the gorgeous clothes of that time and let the charm of history reappear in your body?"

His voice is low and magnetic, as if it can penetrate the dust of time and reach the softest part of people's hearts.

After saying that, he waved his sleeves and instructed Jinxiu beside him: "Go to the clothing bureau quickly and invite the female official who is good at restoring ancient styles to make a set of former dynasty clothes for Su Ling with her ingenuity."

When Qin Suling heard this, although she was secretly wondering about this sudden change, she couldn't hide a hint of anticipation and curiosity.

She bit her lower lip lightly, her eyes flickering, but she finally nodded meekly, allowing this sudden splendor to slowly envelop her.

Qi Qiyuan turned to Jin Lan again, his tone more firm and unquestionable: "This dance is meant to show luxury without losing elegance. Clothes and jewelry should complement each other to show its peerless elegance. Go get the jewelry catalog and select carefully, making sure that every piece of jewelry can complement Su Ling's dance."

As his words fell, the entire courtyard seemed immersed in an unprecedented level of busyness and joy.

Qin Suling's wardrobe and jewelry boxes expanded at an astonishing speed in just a few days. Every room was decorated with a wide range of treasures, which was dazzling and eye-catching.

One of the secret rooms is full of intricate and exquisite hair crowns, each of which shines with the wisdom and hard work of the craftsman.

The amount of gold spent on these hair crowns alone is enough to exchange for a magnificent five-story courtyard house in the prosperous capital, which makes people marvel at its luxury.

The other room is a sea of ​​pearls, with all kinds of pearl jewelry sparkling with a soft and mysterious light, especially those rare oriental pearls, each of which is priceless, enough to buy a picturesque manor in the suburbs of Beijing, which makes people yearn for it.

When Qi Qiyuan personally selected the finest oriental pearls and ordered the craftsmen to carefully inlay them on the tips of Qin Suling's shoes, her initial surprise turned into indifference, and she even began to agree with this unique aesthetic.

She knew very well that the beauty of this dance lies not only in the gracefulness of the figure and the elegance of the dance moves, but also in the lightness and agility between the tapping of the toes.

The embellishment of oriental pearls undoubtedly adds an indescribable charm to this agility.

However, the world is like a chess game with each new game played. Qi Qiyuan's action of collecting rare treasures for Qin Suling soon caused an uproar inside and outside the capital.

Rumors are like catkins in spring, drifting in the wind and spreading quietly among the ladies' conversations after meals.

A mysterious woman who was extremely favored by General Qi became a hot topic of their private discussion.

What's more, she was portrayed as a fox fairy walking out of the mountains, mysterious and stunningly beautiful.

Naturally, these rumors also reached Qin Suyu's ears.

At first, she was very nervous, fearing that the legendary woman was her sister Qin Suling.

But on second thought, when she learned that General Qi was spending a huge sum of money to search for a famous musical instrument handed down from generation to generation, she inexplicably felt relieved and confident.

She knew very well that if that beloved woman really had such an honor, how could she be content to remain unknown and hide behind the scenes?

As a result, an inexplicable sense of pride and honor gradually rose in Qin Suyu's heart.