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

Qin Zhinan's mood was like the vast ocean under a storm, vast and turbulent, difficult to calm down. However, with Qi Qiyuan's timely cough, it seemed as if an invisible hand suddenly pressed down his mood, returning to a temporary tranquility.

Qin Suling stood to one side, looking back and forth between the two of them, feeling mixed emotions, including confusion and blame for Qi Qiyuan's way of doing things, and deep worry about Qin Zhinan's mood.

"Brother Qin, you have gone to such great lengths to come to this humble place of mine. Could it be that you really came here for that old case? Or do you have some other motives that are why you are so persistent in pursuing me?"

Qi Qiyuan's words were full of joking and deep meaning, just like the sudden drizzle in spring, gently falling on people's hearts and stirring up ripples.

Qin Zhinan's face turned stern, and he was about to open his mouth to refute, but he saw Qi Qiyuan's gaze had already turned leisurely to the simple and elegant brocade box on the table, which was embroidered with intricate patterns, like the twinkling stars and the accumulation of years.

"The things in this box are the treasures left by Empress Chen. Brother Qin has a good memory, which is rare in the world."

After saying that, a faint smile appeared on his lips, but that smile contained too much gloom and helplessness from the past.

Qin Zhinan heard this and sneered, but the smile did not reach his eyes. He gently closed the brocade box, revealing a subtle determination in his movements, and then handed it to the guard beside him. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle, piercing Qi Qiyuan's heart: "Of course, what happened that year is unforgettable. How can I forget it? You pushed me into the water, and Concubine Chen cried blood for several days. I, Qin Zhinan, will never forget this scene."

The air seemed to freeze at this moment. Qin Zhinan's eyes were as fast as lightning as he stared at Qi Qiyuan. It seemed that there were thousands of words between them, but they didn't know where to start.

Qi Qiyuan chuckled, his laughter contained both self-mockery and relief: "The past is like smoke, you and I both have a clear mirror in our hearts. But what Brother Qin did today, is it really to test my strength?"

His words revealed an unquestionable confidence and determination, as if everything was under his control.

Qin Zhinan's expression tensed, the air around him seemed to freeze, and an invisible pressure spread.

Qin Suling was even more worried, his eyes moving back and forth between the two of them, fearing that a storm was about to sweep in.

In this extremely tense atmosphere, a series of crisp sounds of fan bones colliding suddenly rang out, like the sound of morning bells and evening drums, instantly shattering the frozen silence.

Qin Zhinan's hand holding the fan had been firmly pinned to the table by Qi Qiyuan. He looked at Qi Qiyuan in disbelief with a look of pain on his face, his voice trembling slightly, "You...you have recovered to this point?"

Qi Qiyuan smiled slightly, that smile was both proud and cunning: "Well, as you can see, I haven't fully recovered yet, but it's enough to deal with you."

Although his words were light, they hit Qin Zhinan's heart like a heavy hammer, forcing him to re-examine the opponent in front of him.

Qin Zhinan had mixed feelings. He was well aware of the gap between himself and Qi Qiyuan. During this meeting, he had indeed underestimated the other party.

He hesitated to speak, and finally let out a heavy sigh: "You..."

Qi Qiyuan looked back at him indifferently, with a hint of tenderness in his eyes: "I have more talent than you, so how can I blame you for not knowing your own limitations?"

His words were concise and powerful, making it impossible to refute them, and they also made people feel the loneliness and tenacity deep in his heart.

The sunlight shone through the window lattice, sprinkling on Qi Qiyuan's slightly pale face, adding a touch of softness and mystery to him.

However, the sickly pallor hangs over him like a dark cloud, making people wonder about the story and hardships behind him.

Qin Zhinan and Qin Suling exchanged a complicated look, and each of them read deep worry and uneasiness in each other's eyes.

Qi Qiyuan's words were like a huge rock thrown into a lake, stirring up ripples in their thoughts and forcing them to re-examine the current situation and the future.

"I know you are not an ordinary person, but the grudge between you and me should be resolved, right?"

Qin Zhinan finally spoke again, his tone both tentative and sincere.

He longed to end this tangled past, but was worried that a new storm was about to come.

Qi Qiyuan gently put down the teacup in his hand, his eyes as deep as a pond: "Break it up? The entanglement between you and me is not something that can be easily sorted out? What's more, I have a more important mission to accomplish on my shoulders."

His words revealed an extraordinary sense of responsibility and mission that could not be ignored.

"What's the matter?"

Qin Suling couldn't help but interrupt and ask, her voice revealing anxiety and worry.

She knew very well that Qi Qiyuan's style of doing things was unique and unpredictable, and she was even more worried that his plan would involve innocent people and even the entire capital city.

Qi Qiyuan smiled slightly, and there were too many unspoken secrets hidden behind that smile: "This matter is related to the stability of the court, the well-being of the people, and is closely related to the undercurrents in the capital. Although I am not talented, I am willing to do my part for the people of this world."

His words were light but weighed a thousand pounds, allowing everyone present to feel the determination and persistence in his heart.

Qin Zhinan frowned upon hearing this and asked in a deep voice, "You mean, you came back this time to find out the forces hidden in the dark?"

Although he had a premonition in his heart, he was still shocked when he heard Qi Qiyuan say it with his own ears.

Qi Qiyuan nodded, his eyes becoming more resolute: "That's right. Although I am far away from the world, I also know that everyone has a share of responsibility for the rise and fall of a country. Moreover, the treacherous plots behind those forces have put countless innocent people behind bars."

When Qin Suling heard this, she felt mixed emotions. She respected Qi Qiyuan's vision and courage, but was also worried that his journey might be dangerous.

She looked at Qin Zhinan, her eyes full of expectation, hoping that he would take action.

Qin Zhinan was silent for a moment, and finally said slowly: "Brother Shen, although there is an old grudge between you and me, if you can really work hard for the people of this world, I, Qin Zhinan, will definitely help you."

Qi Qiyuan heard this, and a trace of relief flashed in his eyes: "Brother Qin's words comfort me. However, this matter is extremely dangerous, so it is better for you to stay out of it."

"Brother Shen, you are wrong." Qin Zhinan stood up, his eyes firm, "Although we are not children of Jianghu, as a member of the capital, how can we stand idly by? Besides, I also have a favor to ask of you."

Qi Qiyuan raised an eyebrow and motioned for him to continue.

"Recently, strange things have happened one after another in my house. It seems that there are unknown forces lurking in the dark. I have stepped up my vigilance, but I still feel outnumbered. If Brother Shen can lend a hand and find out the truth, the entire Qin family will be grateful." Qin Zhinan spoke earnestly, his eyes full of expectation.

Qi Qiyuan thought for a moment and nodded in agreement: "I will keep this in mind. But you must also act with caution and not alert the enemy."

With Qi Qiyuan's promise, the atmosphere in the hall gradually became more relaxed. The sunlight shone through the window panes and fell on the three people, adding a bit of warmth and hope to the upcoming stormy night.

However, they knew very well that there were undercurrents and crises lurking in the capital.

Qin Suling's worries were like the spring drizzle, endless. She was troubled by Qin Zhinan's impulsiveness and Qi Qiyuan's martial arts, which seemed weak but were actually unfathomable.

She stared at Qin Zhinan's left arm, which seemed slightly weak due to being restrained for a long time, and her heart was filled with mixed feelings.

There was concern about Qin Zhinan's youthful vigor, as well as shock at Qi Qiyuan's hidden strength.

Although Qi Qiyuan looks frail and sickly, he can easily subdue Qin Zhinan. His martial arts skills are astonishing.

"My dear brother, please take care. I'm sorry I can't see you off."

Qi Qiyuan's words rang softly, along with the movement of him gently shaking his folding fan. The slightly morbid smile at the corner of his mouth was like a warm spring breeze, inadvertently brushing across Qin Suling's heart and stirring up ripples.

She hurriedly looked away, fearing that smile would reveal the secrets in her heart.

After seeing Qin Zhinan off, Qin Suling turned around, his eyes flashing with determination and longing.

She quietly instructed her men to prepare their luggage, and every word she said revealed her deep desire to return home.

When everyone heard this, they all showed joy on their faces, and the air was filled with a sense of relaxation and anticipation for the upcoming journey.