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

Qi Qiyuan gently took Qin Suling's arm and walked into the room.

There was a gentleness like spring breeze and unspeakable firmness in his steps. Every subtle movement was like a carefully crafted work of art, silently telling of his meticulous care and deep affection for her.

Inside the room, the candlelight flickered like stars falling into the mortal world, lengthening the figures of the two people walking side by side.

The interweaving of light and shadow creates a series of warm and slightly dreamy pictures on the mottled walls, as if even the flow of time has stopped, and people are immersed in this quiet beauty.

In the twenty-seventh year of the Dongyue Dynasty, the spring breeze, with its gentle awakening, gently brushed across every inch of land, awakening the dormant life, and all things revived and became full of vitality.

The Spring Examination Banquet was like a carefully woven brocade, slowly unfolding in the flower-filled city of Shengjing. Its splendor and solemnity were like the first rays of dawn, foreshadowing the infinite hope and glory for the country's future.

In the vast territory of Dasheng, countless students, with their thirst for knowledge and longing for a career in politics, gathered in this ancient yet youthful and vibrant capital like rivers flowing into the sea.

Their arrival, like peach petals floating in the spring breeze, adds a touch of cultural fragrance and the passion of dreams to the city, making every wisp of air seem to whisper, telling a story of hope and competition.

The ninth day of the second lunar month, a day engraved in the hearts of countless young talents, has quietly arrived.

As the morning light breaks, a gentle blue-purple hue appears on the horizon, like the shyness on a girl's cheek, foreshadowing that the grand curtain of the imperial examination is about to slowly open, ushering in its most dazzling moment.

Qi Qiyuan was wearing luxurious court robes and standing in the mansion. His expression showed a calmness that made him look majestic without even getting angry, as well as deep concern for his country and the world.

He personally worked with his colleagues in the Ministry of Rites to prepare for this imperial examination ceremony that was of great importance to the country's destiny, striving for perfection in every detail and living up to the reputation of being the emperor's trusted minister.

Inside the main house, spring is in the air. Two pots of charcoal fire carefully tended by Mo Zhu are leaping with warm flames, emitting strands of warmth that dispel the last trace of chill left in early spring.

Qin Suling sat quietly in front of the window, her plain dress swaying in the wind, like a lotus emerging from the water, pure and elegant.

Her face was as gentle as jade, but her eyes concealed an imperceptible worry, as if she was silently praying for the young scholars who were about to enter the examination hall.

"Madam, your letter to the general has been delivered safely."

Jin Lan's voice was soft and delicate, like a spring breeze, gently brushing Qin Suling's ears.

She nodded slightly, a faint smile on her lips, but her eyes flashed with unquestionable determination.

Seeing this, although Jin Lan was curious, she tactfully withdrew, leaving Qin Suling alone. In this rare tranquility, she carefully considered the destination of her emotions and the direction of her future.

After the imperial examination, Qi Qiyuan hurried back. Although his steps were hurried, his care and tenderness for Qin Suling did not diminish in the slightest.

The first thing he said when he entered the room was, "How is everything today? Has the old lady given you any trouble?"

His words were full of concern, as if they could dispel all the troubles in the world.

Qin Suling smiled gently, her voice as gentle as the spring breeze: "Everything is fine, don't worry."

Qi Qiyuan stared at her with complex emotions in his eyes. Thousands of words converged into a deep gaze, which finally turned into a light sigh. He slowly turned around, leaving Qin Suling with a solid back, silently guarding her and also guarding their common future.

Time flies, gently caressing the end of winter, and quietly stepping into the gentle embrace of March.

Although the warm spring sun has begun to show its edge, it cannot hide the few traces of chill left over from winter. They are intertwined together, like the most delicate brushstrokes in nature, outlining a magnificent picture of the changing seasons between heaven and earth, silently telling the prelude to the unending years.

Jin Lan gently twisted the newly made mink fur with her fingertips, and carefully draped it over Qin Suling's shoulders as if it were a rare treasure.

The texture of the mink fur was delicate and soft, like the warmest ray of sunshine in spring, penetrating the cold wind and reaching Qin Suling's heart, giving her endless warmth and comfort.

She tilted her head slightly, her eyes sparkling with gratitude and tenderness, and whispered softly: "Jinlan, you are always so considerate."

"Madam, the peach tree in the courtyard that was planted by the general himself is in full bloom. The pink petals are like woven brocade, covering the entire courtyard. Why don't you take advantage of this beautiful scenery to have a date under the flowers?"

Jin Lan's words were gentle and warm, like the breeze blowing through the peach blossoms in spring, gently brushing across Qin Suling's heart and stirring up layers of delicate ripples.

Stepping into the gorgeous peach blossom forest, Qin Suling seemed to have crossed the boundaries of time and space and stepped into a dream world that belonged only to pink.

Peach blossoms are in full bloom, vying for beauty. Each one is like a carefully crafted work of art, exuding a faint fragrance, attracting bees and butterflies to dance.

She gently raised her hand, picked a peach blossom from the branch, and put it close to her nose. The elegant and fresh fragrance instantly filled her heart, as if it could wash away all the dust in the world and make people feel relaxed and happy.

Jin Lan was standing aside, looking at the beautiful scene of Qin Suling and the peach blossoms, and couldn't help but joked: "Madam, standing under the peach blossoms, you are really more beautiful than the flowers, making the flowers on the tree feel inferior, adding a bit of extraordinary elegance."

Qin Suling couldn't help but blush when she heard this. She chuckled and said, "You are getting sweeter and sweeter, girl. Be careful not to eat too much honey or your teeth will fall out."

As they talked and laughed, their eyes met in the air. No words were needed. The tacit understanding and warmth were enough to make Chunfeng intoxicated.

On the way back, Qin Suling was in an extremely happy mood. From time to time, she turned her head to look at Jin Lan beside her, with a soft and warm light flashing in her eyes.

Jin Lan felt the gaze and a surge of courage surged in his heart. He finally mustered up the courage to express the doubts that had been accumulating in his heart for a long time.

However, Qin Suling just responded with a smile, that smile contained too much meaning and decision, as if everything was self-evident.

At this moment, time seems to have stopped for them, and the spring breeze continues its gentle singing, spreading the fragrance of peach blossoms to every corner.

Qin Suling and Jin Lan walked slowly back to the mansion along the path covered with fallen flowers. They each had different thoughts in their hearts, but were both immersed in this rare tranquility and beauty.

After returning to her boudoir, Qin Suling's eyes involuntarily fell on the letter on the table that had been written for a long time but had not been sent yet.

Every stroke of the handwriting on the letter revealed her inner struggle and determination.

She gently stroked the letter, as if she could feel Qi Qiyuan's deep and implicit love flowing slowly through her fingertips, warm and firm.

Finally, she resolutely picked up the pen and added a few lines of affectionate words at the end of the letter. The words were filled with her longing for the future and her affectionate response to Qi Qiyuan.

The next morning, when the first ray of sunlight penetrated the clouds and gently fell on Qi Qiyuan's study, Jin Lan had quietly delivered the letter carrying Qin Suling's love to him.

Qi Qiyuan took the letter, his fingers trembled slightly, and a gleam of disbelief flashed in his eyes.

He slowly unfolded the letter, reading every word sentence by sentence, and a long-lost, heartfelt smile gradually appeared on his face.

It was a smile of joy and relief, like the brightest sunshine in spring, illuminating every corner of his heart.

In the afternoon, Qi Qiyuan took some time out and personally stepped into Qin Suling's courtyard.

He stood at the door and took a deep breath, as if he wanted to absorb all the fragrance and beauty in the yard into his chest, making final mental preparations for the upcoming conversation.

He knew that no matter what the future held, the tranquility and beauty of this moment would be an eternal treasure in his heart.