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

Under the drizzling night sky, Qi Qiyuan sat opposite Qin Suling.

His eyes were so gentle that they seemed to be able to melt all the frost in the world, like the warmest sunshine in spring, silently falling on Qin Suling's face.

In that look, there was not only bottomless concern, but also a bit of imperceptible admiration and pity, like small streams converging into a river, flowing slowly between the two people's hearts.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, outlining a faint yet warm smile. That smile was as light as the breeze blowing across the lake, taking away the haze around him and making people feel peaceful.

Qin Suling turned her head inadvertently, and their eyes met quietly in the air.

At that moment, time seemed to have really frozen, and everything around them became blurred, leaving only the tenderness and tacit understanding in each other's eyes. Without the need for words, they could communicate with each other's minds.

The carriage moved slowly forward in the drizzle. The wheels and the wet bluestone road made rhythmic sounds, which intertwined with the sound of fine rain outside the window into a melodious nocturne, adding a bit of warmth and tranquility to the quiet carriage.

However, this tranquility did not last long. Qi Qiyuan's gentle and magnetic voice, like a spring breeze, gently broke the silence: "My wife, you have worked hard in investigating the case. I should have let you rest in peace, but I still want you to stay with me. It is really my fault."

Qin Suling smiled gently when she heard that. The smile was gentle and firm, like a bright light in the cold night, illuminating Qi Qiyuan's heart.

"My husband, you are too kind. Although I have a grudge against the people in the mansion, as a member of the Marquis's mansion, how can I stay out of it? The matter of Aunt Zhao and the missing maid have caused panic in the mansion. My mother-in-law and the general need to stabilize the situation. I should step forward and do my part for the Marquis's mansion to prevent unrest in the family."

Her words revealed an unquestionable sense of responsibility and her eyes sparkled with wisdom and tenacity.

After hearing this, Qi Qiyuan's smile became even brighter, with a hint of admiration and satisfaction flashing in his eyes.

"My lady is really thoughtful and considerate." He shook his head gently and continued, "My lady, you can rest assured about this matter. As an official appointed by the court, I will handle it impartially. According to Dongyue law, those who are not guilty of serious crimes can be exempted from punishment by paying a ransom and return home to await trial. I understand your concerns."

After saying that, Qin Suling took out a silver note from his sleeve and gently placed it on the table. The silver note glowed with a soft and mysterious luster under the flickering candlelight, as if carrying some unknown weight.

"If you find this banknote inconvenient, I will personally hand it over to the prefect Chen tomorrow, and he will report it to the emperor for his judgment."

Her tone was resolute yet feminine in its gentleness and tenderness.

Qi Qiyuan lowered his head and stared at the banknotes on the table, but did not reach out to take them. Instead, his smile became even warmer and deeper.

"My lady, you are worrying too much. Now that the matter has been mentioned, I know what to do and will handle it properly. You don't need to worry about it anymore." His voice was full of firmness and confidence, which reduced Qin Suling's worries a little.

Just as the two were talking, the carriage suddenly slowed down. Bursts of noise could be heard faintly outside the carriage, mixed with heated arguments and shouting, breaking the tranquility of the night.

Qin Suling's eyebrows were slightly frowned, and she was secretly surprised and suspicious.

Since the series of murders in the capital, the curfew has been strict. It is already late at night and the streets should be empty. How could something like this happen suddenly?

Seeing this, Qi Qiyuan frowned slightly, then raised his hand and gently lifted a corner of the curtain to find out what was going on.

Unexpectedly, the rain came suddenly and heavily, and the pouring rain instantly blurred the vision, leaving only a hazy and chaotic scene.

He thought to himself that the unusual things happening on this rainy night might be a sign that some unknown storm was about to come.

Qin Suling moved lightly, leaned against the window and looked out, she saw dark clouds rolling in the sky and heavy rain pouring down, as if the Milky Way in the sky had burst its banks and was pouring down mercilessly, shrouding the whole world in chaos and vastness. Her sense of direction became vague and distant at this moment.

The raindrops crackled, hitting every inch of space, and also hitting the imperceptible tranquility in her heart.

The carriage moved forward slowly, passing through a street with dim lights and the faint smell of fireworks. It used to be the most brilliant scenery in the night, but now it seemed particularly deserted and lonely because of the sudden rainstorm.

In the shadows behind this prosperity, several officers wearing straw raincoats and holding sharp blades escorted two women slowly out like ghosts. Their figures swayed gracefully in the rain, revealing an indescribable desolation and helplessness.

This scene, set against the backdrop of the rain curtain, is even more shocking, as if it is nature's ruthless mockery of human joys and sorrows.

When the carriage passed by this scene, Qin Suling's eyes suddenly shrank and an indescribable shock surged in his heart.

She finally saw the faces of the two women clearly. They were chess pieces secretly placed by Qi Qiyuan, lurking in the brothel in Shangjing, silently transmitting unknown information.

At this moment, their eyes were filled with fear and confusion, as if they had thousands of words stuck in their throats, eager to be expressed, but with nowhere to say them.

Qin Suling's heart sank. The sound of rain in her ears seemed to become more violent, like thousands of troops galloping past. Every drop of rain struck her heart heavily, causing ripples.

She was filled with doubts and thoughts: Why is this happening? First, Qin Suyu's misfortune, and then these two strangers fell into the law... Does all this indicate that a more serious crisis is quietly approaching?

She took a deep breath and tried to calm her inner turmoil. She knew that in this complicated situation, only by staying calm and sober could she see through everything and find the truth hidden behind the fog.

So she suppressed the turmoil in her heart and made her voice sound as calm and firm as possible.

The carriage continued to shuttle between prosperity and bustle. The wheels collided gently with the stone road, making a steady and rhythmic sound, like a melodious nocturne, flowing slowly in the quiet night.

As the street gradually moves away from the place with bright lights, the steps forward seem to become more firm and powerful, as if escaping from the hustle and bustle of the world and pursuing a piece of peace and tranquility that belongs to oneself.

The night wind gradually rose, bringing with it a bit of coolness and unruliness, blowing freely inside and outside the carriage, and finally turning into drizzle, silently penetrating through the half-open window lattices, lightly brushing over the lapels of Qin Suling and Qi Qiyuan, leaving behind a trail of delicate and clear water marks.

Qi Qiyuan raised his hand leisurely, touched the half-open curtain lightly with his fingertips, and slowly pulled it closed. Every movement seemed so calm and unhurried, and otherworldly.

He smiled calmly and brushed away the water drops that had accidentally stained the silk. This simple action not only contained his tenderness and consideration for the subtle things in the outside world, but also revealed the tranquility and indifference deep in his heart that was not moved by external things.

Inside the carriage, the candlelight flickered, making Qin Suling's gentle face look even softer and more moving.

She breathed softly, her breath long and delicate, and her eyes sparkled with a mixture of curiosity and worry.

She withdrew her gaze from the window and asked softly in a gentle and slightly inquiring tone: "My husband, are you trying to show me something? Or is there some secret you need me to know?" Although her voice was soft, every word she said revealed her concern and trust for Qi Qiyuan.