[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-my-lady-always-lacks-ambition":3,"chapter-my-lady-always-lacks-ambition-my-lady-always-lacks-ambition-chapter-128":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","My Lady Always Lacks Ambition",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1722184,2199,"Chapter 128: 128: The Turning Point for the Qin Family Lies In...","my-lady-always-lacks-ambition-chapter-128",128,"\u003Cp>Chapter 128: Chapter 128: The Turning Point for the Qin Family Lies In…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moon on the Mid-Autumn Festival is full.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Near the northwest border.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Bohong and his group huddle at the entrance of the woodshed, holding their knees and looking up at the sky lanterns.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s the autumn festival.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During the Mid-Autumn Festival and New Year in Da Feng, people are used to setting off sky lanterns to pray and make wishes, expressing their melancholic thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They reached the station and saw the travelers there, only then remembering that it was Mid-Autumn Festival. After settling down, they exchanged what little silver they had left for a few meat buns to celebrate the festival.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Father, I miss mother.” Qin Mingyan leaned into Qin Bohong’s embrace, father and son warming each other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Bohong hugged him, saying, “Father knows, you’ve suffered.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He touched the child’s arm under his cotton clothes, thin and frail, and observing his dirt-covered face, his heart couldn’t help but feel pity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m not suffering,” Qin Mingyan quickly looked up, saw his father’s eyes, and then hung his head again: “I just miss home a little.” Home, did they still have one?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the old house counts, then it is somewhat a home, but they didn’t know if they would ever have the chance to return.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Mingmu, sitting not far beside them, looked at the affectionate scene between his uncle and cousin, a hint of envy appearing in his eyes. Glancing at Qin Boguang who was half-squinting nearby, he unconsciously moved a bit closer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Boguang was startled, opened his eyes, and seeing his legitimate son, asked, “What’s the matter?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Mingmu said, “Father, if you are tired, why not sleep inside the woodshed? The wind is quite strong here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Boguang was indeed tired; these past days, the men had to take care of their elderly father, look after the two youngsters, and deal with the exiled prisoners eying them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just before, their acquisition of thick cotton clothes to keep warm attracted covetousness, wanting to rob them, forcing them to resist and fight—a fight that left their faces swollen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The intense vigilance and fatigue had worn Qin Boguang, but since father wanted to watch the sky lanterns, he stayed out a bit longer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Father, brother, there’s a letter from home.” Qin Boqing rushed over with a tray of oil paper packages and a gourd, holding a thick letter in his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon hearing this, everyone immediately stood up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Father.” Qin Bohong assisted the elderly man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s go inside.” The elderly man held back his excitement and turned to enter the woodshed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woodshed was lit by a single Wind Lamp, which they had somehow managed to borrow; they had to blow it out before sleeping to prevent any fire accidents.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The six of them entered the woodshed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Boqing put down the items he was carrying and said, “Father, I just helped a group of merchants unload goods outside, and they gave me a pot of liquor and a bag of mooncakes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yuanshan was startled for a moment, looking at the bag. As Qin Boguang opened it, shiny and fragrant mooncakes appeared before their eyes, prompting a longing look.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing his two grandsons, both drooling, he said, “It’s the autumn festival today, let’s each have a piece. It’s a celebration for us as well.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Boguang laughed, broke a mooncake in two, shared it, opened the liquor jug, and its fragrance wafted out. He took a sip first, eyes sparkling, and said, “It’s liquor. Dad, you should take a sip too, to warm your stomach and body.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yuanshan took a gulp, then handed it to his eldest son, turning to Qin Boqing, “Hurry, see what the family letter says?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Boqing, eager, bit into a mooncake, placed it on his lap, opened the letter and started reading. As he read, his throat choked and his hand shook.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Witnessing this, Qin Yuanshan was startled, impulsively grabbed the letter, and quickly looked through it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Father, what does it say?” Qin Boguang leaned in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Qin Yuanshan smiled and responded, “It’s good news.” He handed the letter to Qin Bohong and pointed at Qin Boqing, “You see, you always react so dramatically.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Father, I—I’m a father again, Mrs. Gu gave birth to twin boys for me, I have sons now.” Qin Boqing sprang up, darting around the woodshed, shouting and laughing, then suddenly squatting down, he burst into tears: “The children were born in July, not yet full-term, and twins. She didn’t mention it in the letter, but I know it must have been perilous. I’m useless, not being by their side, I’ve let her down.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He held his head in his hands, pounding a few times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Mingmu swiftly pulled his hands down, saying, “Third Uncle, don’t think like this. Third Aunt gave birth to two little brothers, no matter the hardships, it’s ultimately a joyous occasion because mother and sons are safe. You need to take care of yourself.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Boqing lifted his head, wiped his tears and mucus, and said with a laugh, “Happy, I’m truly happy in my heart.”\u003C\u002Fp>",857,"2026-06-06T15:34:14.542Z",1,"novelbin.me","8c22995eaf568bb6ca227239a622a63cc71cd6ccef8796f958bf0c47173ef49d","my-lady-always-lacks-ambition-chapter-129","my-lady-always-lacks-ambition-chapter-127",1281,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmy-lady-always-lacks-ambition-cover.jpg"]