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

For many days in a row, the sky seemed to be gently covered by an invisible veil. Although the sunlight was there, it revealed an indescribable dullness.

Qi Qiyuan finally couldn't hold back his curiosity, and spoke slowly, his voice low and magnetic: "Regarding the secret of the heir swap in the Zhenguo Mansion, you wrote so well, but why did you stop at the critical moment and not continue the unfinished story?"

When Qin Suling heard this, his heart trembled violently, as if a huge rock was thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples to appear.

She almost couldn't control herself and jumped up from the chair, but she held back. She clenched her hands into fists, her fingertips slightly white, and her voice trembled a little: "Qi... General Qi, how... how did you know about this?"

Qi Qiyuan nodded slightly, his eyes as deep as the night sky, as if he could see into people's hearts: "There are always clues to follow in the affairs of the world. But why did you choose to leave it blank here, leaving the story unresolved?"

Qin Suling hesitated for a moment, then finally gave a bitter smile and said, "I... I was full of inspiration and wanted to reveal the shocking secrets one by one, but when I picked up the pen the next day, it was like a river drying up and I could no longer find the source of inspiration. How could I dare to write easily and fabricate the fate of others without having experienced it myself?"

Qi Qiyuan stared at her, his eyes filled with confusion and expectation, and asked, "If that's the case, why don't you wait for inspiration to return and continue our relationship?"

Qin Suling's mind raced, and suddenly he came up with a plan, but he pretended to be relaxed and said, "This story seems to have extinguished the fire of creativity in my heart, but please rest assured, General, if I have a flash of inspiration one day, I will definitely create another new story and present it to you for your appreciation."

Although Qi Qiyuan looked displeased, he did not criticize him too much and nodded slightly in agreement.

From then on, whenever the spy leader Nineteen came to report, Qi Qiyuan would always specially summon Qin Suling to listen together. This move was subtle and meaningful.

Qin Suling initially thought it was just a coincidence, but after it happened again and again, he knew the truth clearly.

She secretly wondered, "Could it be that General Qi is secretly paving the way for me to regain my inspiration?"

As soon as he thought about the complexity of the Duan family, he felt a chill all over his body: "Is it true that General Qi has spies all over the Duan family? Even the maid beside me..."

Thinking of this, Qin Suling couldn't help but shudder. Those maids who were usually gentle and lovely now seemed a little strange in her eyes.

She suddenly realized that she might have been living in an invisible web, and the person who wove the web was Qi Qiyuan in front of her.

It was late at night, and the moonlight shone through the window lattice onto Qin Suling. She gently tugged at the sleeve of Qi Qiyuan's nightgown, pleading in her tone: "General Qi, can I...can I ask you for a favor? Please ask the secret agent to find out how Concubine Zhang in the Qin Mansion is doing?"

Qi Qiyuan's face was stern, and his tone left no room for doubt: "The responsibility of a spy is heavier than Mount Tai, and it is not about running around for trivial matters."

After saying this, he gently pulled back his sleeves, leaving Qin Suling alone, feeling very disappointed.

However, the spy's report the next day made Qin Suling's mood fluctuate like a roller coaster.

When she heard that although Aunt Zhang had been seriously ill, she had recovered and was assisting the mistress, she felt a little relieved; but then the sudden change made her feel like she was falling into an ice cave.

"Mrs. Zhang actually put poison in Madam Qin's medicinal food..."

The spy's words were like a sharp blade, cutting Qin Suling's heart.

She knelt on the ground and bowed deeply to Qi Qiyuan, her voice choking with sobs: "Mrs. Zhang has been very kind to me. I beg the general to save her life!"

Qi Qiyuan looked at her with complicated eyes, and finally sighed softly, as if at this moment, some soft spot in his heart was touched.

Qin Suling caught a glimmer of hope in the midst of despair, and the corners of her mouth rose unconsciously, and she silently said in her heart: "I hope Aunt Zhang can survive this disaster safely, and I can also find a peaceful place in this Yongyi Marquis's mansion."

The next morning, the sky was still covered by that invisible veil, but there seemed to be a subtle freshness in the air.

Qin Suling did not sleep all night, her eyes were red, but she still forced herself to stay awake, waiting for Qi Qiyuan's decision.

Not long after, Qi Qiyuan walked into the study with steady steps and a look of determination in his eyes.

He spoke slowly, his voice low and powerful: "I have ordered the secret agents to investigate this matter secretly and ensure the safety of Aunt Zhang. But Qin Suling, you need to understand that the hearts of people in this mansion are complicated, and every step must be taken with caution."

Qin Suling's tears welled up in her eyes when she heard this, but she tried hard not to let them fall. She bowed deeply, expressing her gratitude: "Thank you, General. I will remember your kindness in my heart. From now on, I will be more cautious and live up to your expectations."

Qi Qiyuan nodded slightly, seeming satisfied with her attitude.

He changed the subject and mentioned another matter: "Although you said that you have run out of inspiration regarding the secret of the Zhenguo Mansion, I believe that the truth will be revealed to the world one day. Don't worry, maybe in the near future, you will make new discoveries."

Qin Suling's heart moved. She understood the meaning of Qi Qiyuan's words. It was not only an encouragement to her, but also a spur to her.

She secretly made up her mind to find out the truth about the child swap and seek justice for herself and those innocent people involved.

In the following days, Qin Suling's life seemed to be back on track, but the turmoil in her heart never subsided.

While she continued with her creation, trying to find the unfinished fate between the lines, she also paid close attention to Aunt Zhang's movements, praying that she would be safe.

And Qi Qiyuan, just as he said, silently paved the way for her behind the scenes. Whether it was information from spies or occasional reminders, Qin Suling felt a warm force supporting her to move forward.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, a month has passed. One day, Qin Suling was buried in her study, when suddenly, a burst of hurried footsteps broke the silence of the study. She looked up and saw the spy leader hurried over with a look of joy on his face.

"Madam, good news! Aunt Zhang has been rescued safely, and we have also followed the clues and discovered a bigger conspiracy behind Madam Qin!" The spy's words were full of excitement.

Qin Suling was so excited that she almost couldn't stand. She quickly held onto the desk, tears flashing in her eyes, but more of a firm determination for the future: "That's great, thank you. Please take me to see Aunt Zhang, and I want to report this good news to the general in person."

In Qi Qiyuan's study, Qin Suling told him everything, her tone full of gratitude and determination.

After hearing this, Qi Qiyuan's eyes flashed with approval. He stood up, walked to Qin Suling, and gently patted her shoulder: "You did a good job, Qin Suling. Remember, no matter how difficult the road ahead is, as long as there is light in your heart, you will not be afraid of darkness."

At that moment, Qin Suling seemed to see the light of hope shining ahead, and she took a deep breath.