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

In recent days, Qi Qiyuan's brow seemed to be tightly locked by a thick layer of dark clouds. The haze not only obscured the sky, but also deeply imprinted it in his heart, like the endless drizzle outside the window, weaving an invisible net that tightly bound his mood, making it wet and heavy, making it hard to breathe.

The sudden dispute was like the harshest cold wind in winter, penetrating all the warm barriers and instantly freezing the warm stream that once flowed between him and Qin Suling. Qi Qiyuan's heart was like being pierced by thousands of fine needles, painful and complicated. He tried to resist the entanglement of this emotion, but he had to admit that his feelings for the woman had taken root and sprouted inadvertently, entangled into an inextricable knot in his heart. It was an emotion that was both sweet and bitter, both desired and feared, like the hazy fog in the morning light, which made it difficult to see the direction, but could not be easily dispersed.

He imagined countless times that after the storm, Qin Suling would be able to bring the tenderness and apology of the past, like the first ray of warm sunshine in spring, gently penetrate the haze in his heart and warm every cold corner of him. He had already paved a gentle path in his heart, with flowers of hope blooming on both sides. He only hoped that she would take a light step, and the two of them could walk hand in hand, enjoying the blooming spring flowers, the continuous summer rain, the quiet and beautiful autumn leaves, and the snow in winter.

However, the world always likes to play tricks on people. Instead of doing as he wished, Qin Suling locked himself in the small world in the backyard, isolated from the world, as if all his sorrow and stubbornness were turned into a lonely and stubborn shadow within the high walls, isolated from the hustle and bustle of the outside world.

In the study, the candlelight flickered, and the dim light sprinkled on Qi Qiyuan's tired and complicated face, adding a bit of vicissitudes and loneliness to him. He slowly put down the heavy documents in his hand, and his eyes involuntarily passed through the window lattice and through the rain curtain, as if looking for the figure that had long gone, but he clearly knew that it was in vain. In the end, he sighed helplessly, and the sound seemed particularly long in the silent night, as if it could touch people's heartstrings.

"Does she... have any news?" He summoned Shen Zhong, and although he tried to remain calm during his conversation, the subtle expectation still leaked out like a trickle. Shen Zhong's face showed embarrassment when he heard it. He knew his master's intentions very well, but he also understood the cruelty of reality. He hesitated for a moment, but still reported truthfully: "Report to the general, there is no movement from the lady... Do you think I need to go and ask?"

Qi Qiyuan was silent for a long time after hearing this. The silence was like a bottomless pool of water. It seemed calm on the surface, but in fact it was turbulent and undercurrents were surging. Finally, he slowly spoke in a low and firm voice, as if he was saying to himself and Shen Zhong: "Forget it, go and see if the vegetable garden I planted with my own hands is safe." After that, a subtle worry flashed in his eyes. The vegetable garden was not only his yearning for pastoral life, but also a witness to the subtle and deep emotions between him and Qin Suling. The thriving growth of each vegetable seemed to be the sustenance of the emotions in his heart, witnessing their laughter and tears in the past, and carrying his infinite longing for the future.

Shen Zhong took the order and left in a hurry, but his heart was filled with mixed feelings. He knew that although Qi Qiyuan had never said it explicitly, his care and longing for Qin Suling had already permeated every detail. Even those seemingly ordinary vegetables carried the owner's deep emotions and expectations, becoming an inseparable connection between them.

In a corner of the backyard, the moonlight was spreading gently like a fine yarn. He stepped heavily on this soft light and approached silently. Every step was extremely cautious, for fear of disturbing the warmth and tranquility contained in this silence. His eyes were filled with deep concern, and he called softly, "Madam Wu." There was both respect and a little imperceptible tenderness in his voice.

Nanny Wu turned her head upon hearing the voice, and their eyes met in the night, as if thousands of words were being conveyed in this moment. A knowing smile quietly bloomed on each other's lips, like the brightest star in the night sky, reflecting the deep tacit understanding and indissoluble bond they had accumulated over many years of companionship. This smile was a remembrance of the past years, and also a deep understanding of each other's intentions. No need to say more, everything was implied.

However, when Shen Zhong carefully asked about Qin Suling's recent situation, a trace of undisguised worry flashed across Wu Ma's face. She sighed softly, her voice mixed with endless pity and helplessness: "Madam, since the Fu Guangjin incident, she has been devoted to the trivial matter of sewing clothes for the general, working day and night, and finally exhausted herself. She is now resting in bed, and I'm afraid it will be difficult for her to see guests immediately." As she spoke, the worry was like the night, shrouding her heart, and it was moving.

Shen Zhong secretly admired Qin Suling's wisdom, courage and tenacity when he heard this. With her weak body, she not only cleverly avoided the coming storm, but also invisibly strengthened the emotional bond between her and the general. This wisdom and courage is really admirable. He secretly thought that Qin Suling's move was undoubtedly an excellent strategy to turn danger into safety and turn defense into offense. It not only saved herself, but also won the pity and respect of the general.

Thinking of this, Shen Zhong nodded slightly to Madam Wu to show his gratitude, and then turned to go to the study to report the matter to Qi Qiyuan. He knew very well that once the general knew the truth, the haze in his heart would disappear, and Qin Suling would once again become the irreplaceable gentle light in his heart.

The night was getting darker, and he stood in the courtyard, looking at the starry sky, feeling a lot of emotion in his heart. He turned around and said to Aunt Wu softly, "You are so smart to be able to serve Madam Qi. In the days to come, you and Madam will be able to go to the bright starry sky together and welcome a bright and broad future."

Upon hearing this, Nanny Wu's face broke into a humble and warm smile, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes seemed to soften at this moment, revealing the wisdom of time and her gratitude to Shen Zhong: "This is all due to your kindness, sir. I am only doing my duty faithfully. It is a great honor to have this opportunity." After saying this, she watched Shen Zhong's back gradually disappear into the distance, and the smile at the corner of her mouth looked even gentler and deeper under the reflection of the moonlight.

As a senior figure in the palace, Nanny Wu has seen countless people and has a unique vision. When she first met Qin Suling, she saw the extraordinary and tenacious heart from her fresh and refined appearance. In the backyard of the palace, which seems calm but is actually surging with undercurrents, Qin Suling is like a clear spring, with vitality, penetrating layers of haze and restraints, making people involuntarily fall for her and respect her.

She thought to herself that as long as Qin Suling could keep her original aspirations in mind and maintain that precious innocence and enthusiasm, she would surely shine the brightest light in Qi Qiyuan's heart and illuminate each other's way forward.