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

Autumn is like a gentle painter, quietly spreading out elegant ink paintings between heaven and earth.

Under the caress of the morning light, the temperature gradually faded away from the scorching summer heat and added a bit of coolness and comfort.

In this quiet and beautiful season, the wedding of Qin Suling and Qi Qiyuan, like the most brilliant bright color in autumn, came to a successful conclusion. The two hearts were closely attached to each other, and they were tied the knot in happiness.

Inside the mansion of Marquis Yongyi, ancient trees stand tall, and the proudly erect osmanthus tree seems like a treasure that nature has specially created to embellish this festive moment.

It uses its lush branches and leaves as its canvas, with dots of golden inlaid in between, just like the brightest stars in the night sky, emitting a soft and attractive light.

Every morning when the light breaks, Qin Suling wakes up leisurely in the room filled with the fragrance of osmanthus.

Take a gentle breath, and the fresh and sweet scent instantly fills your chest, teasing your taste buds and giving rise to endless reverie.

"Today, let the sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance in the yard turn into tenderness on the tip of your tongue."

Qin Suling opened her red lips slightly, with a hint of smile and expectation in her words.

Jinxiu, who was standing by, had a glimmer of excitement in her eyes when she heard the words. She quickly stood up and ran briskly towards the kitchen, as if she was going to convey a sweet secret.

In the kitchen, following Jinxiu's instructions, a sweet-scented osmanthus-themed feast was quietly prepared.

Osmanthus cake, osmanthus pancake, osmanthus preserves, osmanthus soup... Each dish is a masterpiece of Qin Suling's ingenuity. They are not only colorful, fragrant and delicious, but also contain infinite yearning and love for a better life.

Among these delicacies, there are both familiar flavors for Jinlan and Jinxiu, as well as innovative creations that they have never heard of. People can't help but be curious and admire Qin Suling's extensive knowledge of recipes.

Jinxiu, the little girl who loves sweet things, is naturally a loyal fan of these osmanthus delicacies.

Every day, she followed Qin Suling back and forth between the osmanthus tree and the kitchen, happily picking fresh osmanthus flowers to add a natural fragrance to every dish.

However, after several days of indulgence, Jinxiu looked down at herself and found that her belly was slightly bulging. The sudden shock and fear made her feel a little regretful.

Qin Suling felt mixed emotions when he saw this.

She took out a tape measure and carefully measured her waist. She was shocked to find that it had inadvertently thickened by more than an inch.

At that moment, she seemed to see her increasingly round figure, gradually moving away from her former light and graceful dancing posture.

"No, we can't continue to indulge ourselves like this!"

Qin Suling learned from her mistakes and decided to regain her former persistence and self-discipline.

However, when Jinxiu suggested removing the osmanthus pastry for tonight, Qin Suling felt an inseparable emotion in her heart.

The sweet taste of the osmanthus pastry seemed to have become the most gentle part of her memory. How could she give it up so easily?

She wanted to say something several times but stopped herself, but finally succumbed to her attachment to the delicious food.

"Let the kitchen prepare as usual."

She sighed softly, with a gleam of determination in her eyes, "I will start learning to dance from tomorrow!"

Qin Suling had not danced seriously for a long time since she moved into the Yongyi Marquis's mansion. At first, she was depressed and then afraid that her dancing would anger Qi Qiyuan, so she dared not show it easily. But now, she is no longer the timid woman. Qi Qiyuan's busy life gave her space and time to be alone, and she decided to use this time to find her former self - the confident and charming woman dancing on the dance floor.

So, after Qi Qiyuan went out, Qin Suling changed into a light dance costume and danced gracefully in the empty courtyard.

Her figure is as light as a swallow; she spins, jumps and flies; every movement is full of power and beauty.

She had only one thought in her mind: to use dance to interpret her emotions and pursuits, and to use sweat to water her desire and yearning for a better life.

Before Qi Qiyuan returns, she will quickly bathe and change her clothes, hiding the secret and beauty of the night deep in her heart.

Unexpectedly, Qin Suling had only been dancing for a few days, but her dancing style was as gentle as the spring breeze blowing through the willows. She met Qi Qiyuan by chance.

The sunlight filtered through the sparse clouds, sprinkling mottled lightly on the quiet path. When the song ended, Qin Suling spun lightly, her skirt fluttering like colorful clouds chasing the moon. In an instant, she suddenly discovered that Qi Qiyuan was standing quietly under the dense shade of the trees behind him, his eyes as deep as the night sky, staring at her, as if he wanted to engrave her every subtle movement in his heart.

"ah--"

She couldn't help but scream out in surprise, the sound was crisp but with a hint of panic, like a bird startled in the woods.

Qin Suling was secretly surprised, when did Qi Qiyuan come here?

She was completely immersed in the rhythm of the dance, and was isolated from the outside world and did not notice anything at all.

Qi Qiyuan's expression was complex and difficult to decipher, showing both surprise and confusion.

This was the first time he saw Qin Suling dancing, and he had not expected that her skills were so perfect. Every turn and every raise of her hand revealed the grace of a dancer who had spent ten years honing her skills in the music school, but it was more than that.

There is an indescribable power in her dancing, a tenacity that refuses to succumb to fate and dares to fight, which causes ripples in Qi Qiyuan's heart.

His slender fingers unconsciously stroked the white jade beads on his wrist, and each bead seemed to carry one unfinished thought after another.

Qi Qi Yuansu had never seen Qin Suling dancing before, let alone heard her mention this talent. So why was she dancing so gracefully in the mansion of Marquis Yongyi today, in an empty space? And her dance was clearly filled with unspeakable sorrow and unwillingness?

His thoughts drifted away, and Qi Qiyuan couldn't help but recall the grand occasion of the announcement of the imperial examination results yesterday. The news that Wu Zhihua had won the top spot was still echoing in his ears.

Could it be that when Qin Suling heard the news, she was secretly sad because she was not able to marry into a wealthy family and become the wife of the top scholar as she wished?

He secretly speculated in his heart that Qin Suling's actions today were due to the fact that he missed the opportunity that was just one step away, and he felt resentful.

After all, that one step was enough to allow her to step into a completely different world, instead of serving him silently in this marquis' mansion as she is now.

Qin Suling noticed the subtle changes in Qi Qiyuan's expression, and suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

She quickly knelt down and apologized, her voice trembling: "General Qi, I am guilty. If you don't like my dance, I will... restrain myself in the future."

After hearing this, Qin Suling felt mixed emotions. For her, giving up dancing was like giving up the most precious part of her life, a love that went deep into her bones, just like giving up delicious food.

She looked up at Qi Qiyuan, her eyes slightly red. She looked so pitiful, like a piece of warm and beautiful jade that was about to break, making people want to protect her.

Qi Qiyuan looked at her, an inexplicable emotion welling up in his heart. He couldn't help but reach out his hand and gently pinched her chin, leaving a faint red mark, as if silently telling his feelings.

"Having missed the chance to become the wife of the top scholar, do you feel resentful about the injustice of fate?"

Qi Qiyuan's voice was low and magnetic, yet it carried a subtle hint of temptation.

Qin Suling was stunned when she heard this. She actually knew nothing about Wu Zhihua becoming the top scorer. After a moment of stunned silence, she suddenly realized what was going on and showed a trace of confusion on her face: "What...what do you mean?"

Her eyes were clear and pure, as if all the filth in the world could not taint her soul.

At this moment, Qi Qiyuan became more certain in his heart that he would protect this innocence and beauty, no matter how the future changes.