"What's this?"

Qin Shuhuai moved his gaze downwards, with a smile in his eyes: "Let me see?"

He came just when Qin Peng was digging the hole.

He was originally planning to enter the palace, but after taking only two steps, he suddenly remembered that Qin Ming was ill. Given Qin Peng's vigilance towards him, he would definitely block any news about him as soon as possible. He had never approached him about Qin Ming's affairs in the past, so why did he approach him this time?

Thinking about the fact that he had reported Liu Shuyan today, although he didn't know what Qin Peng was going to do, Qin Peng was not the kind of person who would sit and wait for death, so he was probably going to do something big.

So Qin Shuhuai immediately turned back and ordered the shadow guards to quickly start searching the mansion. Soon the shadow guards came to report that someone had sneaked into the backyard.

Qin Shuhuai did not let anyone alarm Qin Peng, and quietly took Jiang Chunluo to the backyard, where he saw Qin Peng digging a hole on the ground.

Qin Peng has always been particular about his manners, but now that he is desperate, he has become a bit adorable. Qin Shuhuai watched from the dark and felt as if he saw a little hamster carrying its own food. This little hamster was so cute that he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

When Qin Peng dug out the things, he quickly dodged and pressed Lu You's acupoints. Not wanting to scare Qin Peng, he stood aside and greeted him first: "What did you find?"

He thought it was a greeting, but to Qin Peng - it was terrifying!

Fortunately, Qin Peng has always had a good psychological quality. After experiencing a series of ups and downs of emotions such as fright, surprise, and doubt in a short moment, she returned to her calm.

"Oh, nothing much, just something personal."

Qin Peng stuffed the box of banknotes into his sleeve, coughed lightly and said, "Why are you still awake in the middle of the night, Lord?"

Qin Shuhuai looked at Qin Peng with a smile on his face. Although he felt that it was inappropriate to smile at this time, he couldn't help but smile. He lowered his head to look at Qin Peng's sleeve with the box stuffed in it and said, "I should ask the princess, what are you trying to dig up in my house by staying up so late at night?"

"Lu You buried something in your house before."

Qin Peng coughed and said a little embarrassedly: "We are here to get it now, but we feel it is not good to disturb the prince, so we will not come here uninvited."

While Qin Peng was speaking, he quickly completed the difficult actions of opening the box, taking out the banknotes, and putting a dagger inside with one hand in his sleeve.

A normal person would not be able to complete this move, but fortunately Qin Peng had been practicing martial arts on a daily basis, and her set of skills emphasized speed, so even though it was a little difficult, she managed to complete it in the end.

After finishing, Qin Peng felt much more at ease. Qin Shuhuai looked at her nervous expression and raised his hand and said, "This is something I dug out from my house. It should be mine, right?"

"Just a little thing."

Qin Peng said awkwardly: "There's nothing to see."

Qin Shuhuai said nothing and spread his hands, and Qin Peng understood what he meant. He didn't say the same thing a second time, but he didn't change his mind.

Qin Peng sighed, took the box out from his sleeve, put it in his palm, and said helplessly: "It's really nothing."

Qin Shuhuai lowered his head and opened the box. There was a dagger in the box. The dagger had a special shape and must have been specially made. Qin Shuhuai recognized that this was the dagger he designed for Zhao Peng. This dagger had several uses. Zhao Peng used it very well. He didn't want Zhao Peng to know that he had spent so much time on her, so he coaxed Zhao Peng and said that this was a kind of knife from Qi State. Few people knew that it was made by the royal family of Qi State.

Now all the royal family of Qi are dead, only Qin Shuhuai and Qin Peng are left. Li Shu was born in a humble family, so it didn't matter that she didn't know such things, so Qin Peng really thought that the dagger was a dagger of the royal family of Qi.

Seeing this dagger now, Qin Shuhuai couldn't help but feel nostalgic.

Although this person has left him for many years, his surroundings are still full of traces of him.

He picked up the dagger, which was still a little warm. He weighed it and raised his head and said, "This is mine, dug out from my house." Qin Shuhuai put the dagger in his sleeve. "However, in order to repay His Highness, I will exchange it with a gift."

As he spoke, Qin Shuhuai pulled Qin Peng's hand over and carefully wiped the dirt off her hands. Qin Peng was frightened by his action and let him do whatever he wanted. The greatest courage she had was to look up at him from time to time to confirm her safety.

Qin Shuhuai wiped Qin Peng's hands clean, and then took out a jade pendant from his arms. The jade pendant was warm as he handed it to her.

"You have a cold body, so remember to bring it with you when you go out at night."

This brought Qin Peng back to her senses. She felt that Qin Shuhuai was particularly scary tonight. She was so scared that she pushed Nuanyu into Qin Shuhuai's hand and said hurriedly, "You have also handed over the dagger. Lu You and I have nothing to do. I will leave first."

Having said that, Qin Peng hurriedly went to untie Lu You's acupuncture points, and then dragged Lu You away.

However, after walking a few steps, Qin Shuhuai said, "You don't have to worry about Liu Shizhou's affairs. This memorial will be suppressed tomorrow, so you don't have to worry about it."

Qin Peng paused and frowned.

She turned around and saw Qin Shuhuai's gentle eyes: "Liu Shuyan agreed to transfer me out, I will not be involved in the Liu family's affairs."

Hearing this, Qin Peng's face turned cold.

"Qin Shuhuai," Qin Peng said coldly, "Because you like me, you don't allow me to like others. Don't you think you are too selfish?"

Qin Shuhuai's expression remained calm, as if he had expected Qin Peng to say this.

"He doesn't deserve you."

"It's none of your business whether he's worthy of me or not?!"

Qin Peng raised his voice, obviously angry.

Qin Shuhuai laughed softly: "Yes, I shouldn't care."

You have to walk your own path in life. Whether it is good or bad, as long as it is chosen by others, they have the right to be respected.

He understood this principle, but he couldn't do it.

He couldn't bear to watch the girl, whom he had held dear to his heart for so many years, walking on a road that was destined to be full of ups and downs.

"Just assume I'm wrong."

Qin Shuhuai said in a gentle voice: "But even if I'm wrong, Qin Peng, I still want to give you the best in the world."

"You don't have to marry me. You can marry someone else, but the prerequisite is that he has to be better than me."

Hearing this and looking at Qin Shuhuai's expression, Qin Peng lost all his temper for a moment.

She was a little tired: "Shuyan is fine."

“He’s not good enough.”

"What's good enough?"

Qin Peng said bitterly: "Does it have to be like you, doing everything without any scruples, to be considered good enough?"

"Qin Shuhuai, you have one tael of silver and you are willing to give me half; Liu Shuyan has one guan of copper and he is willing to give me all. You gave more than him, but what does this prove? Does it prove that you love me more than he does? Love is not like that."

"Liu Shuyan already has a family and clan. I know that you are just using your power to pressure him. He gave in, and that's his fault. But what if he doesn't give in? He brings trouble to the whole clan for a woman. How can he be a good man?"

"Qin Shuhuai," Qin Peng sighed, "I am no longer a sixteen-year-old girl. If I were sixteen, I would feel that the person I love must give everything for me. That is love for me."

"But I'm not sixteen anymore."

She looked at him, her eyes filled with sadness and fatigue.

Qin Shuhuai looked at her and couldn't help but smile, with starlight floating in his smile.

"You are not sixteen anymore," he said hoarsely, "so you won't like Qin Shuhuai, who you only like when you are sixteen, right?"