Qin Wenxiang swept the dust off the table and replaced the offerings with new ones. He took three incense sticks, lit them, bowed several times, and then placed them in the incense burner.
"Qi'er, I've come to see you." He sat down on the futon, holding a wine pot. "Do you know? My feelings are very complicated right now, indescribably complicated."
"Do you remember that kid I told you about before? Yes, he's my son-in-law. It seems you still remember him." He sipped his wine, half a glass at a time. "I didn't want to acknowledge him at first. He was just an arrogant scion of a wealthy family who didn't know his place."
"But later I changed my opinion of him. He had compassion for the people and a different perspective on Dayu. He shouldn't be confined to the pond."
“I once told him that if he couldn’t give Yizhi a future, he shouldn’t touch her. He agreed and has always kept his promise to me.” Qin Wenxiang tilted the wine pot and poured another cup of wine. “But today, or rather yesterday, he and Yizhi are no longer living peacefully apart. Now they are one.”
"Hey, don't worry. This child is a good person, and he's very good to Yizhi, so you can rest assured. Yizhi is doing well, and I'm doing well too. You should take good care of yourself as well. Summer is here, and you must be annoyed by the cicadas in the trees again, right?"
"..."
He had fallen asleep sometime earlier; the wine cup had fallen to the ground and rolled gently. The memorial tablet remained unmoved, and the incense in the burner continued to burn quietly.
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...
After Qin Qi finished his meal, served by Lu Huai, he asked to see Bao Bao, and Lu Huai did not refuse.
He led her to the artificial hill, found a specific stone, and gently twisted it, revealing a passageway. Lu Huai glanced guiltily at Qin Xi, but seeing her expressionless face, he felt even more uncertain.
Is she angry that I kept it from her for so long...?
Seeing that he didn't move, Qin Xi gestured with her chin towards the artificial hill. "Come on, what are you waiting for?"
Lu Huai swallowed hard.
Shu Zhan always told him that a woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea. Men can never guess what they are thinking; the calmer the surface, the more turbulent the heart.
You think she's fine, but actually she is. You think she's in trouble, but actually she's fine. When she's fine, you ask her, and she says she's fine; when she's in trouble, you ask her, and she still says she's fine.
Lu Huai shrank his neck, expressing his deep agreement.
The two entered the passage one after the other. Lu Huai activated the mechanism, and the artificial hill slowly closed again. The guards inside saw them and gestured, "Master, Madam."
After glancing at Lu Huai, who showed no reaction, Qin Xi hesitated for a moment before nodding to the guards with a slight smile.
Descending the stairs, what appeared before them was still the clean and tidy dungeon, filled with torture instruments. Qin Qi raised an eyebrow slightly and looked at Lu Huai beside her.
"Let me explain." Lu Huai swallowed hard, feeling guilty and not daring to look at her, and muttered in a low voice, "Su Erwu, quickly help me think of a way to make this up."
Su Erwu, standing to the side: "..." Although he considered himself an all-around secret guard, making up stories was really not his forte.
Qin Xi: "..." Although she doesn't know martial arts, she's definitely not stupid.
"Cough..." Lu Huai coughed lightly, making a fist with one hand and pressing it to his lips, thinking he had subtly changed the subject. "The bag is at the very back; we still have a way to go."
"Hmm." Qin Qi looked at him with interest. "So what do you want to explain?"
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