Chapter 1130

First Volume, Chapter 1130: A Long-Awaited Reunion

Qin Tianhu's heart felt incredibly light, but his body suddenly grew weary.

He had shielded Qin Feng in the Imperial Court, and he was tired—he deserved rest.

At that moment, a maid's cry rang out.

"The Qin Prince has returned!"

At these words, everyone present turned sharply toward the Door.

There, outside the Door, appeared a figure both unfamiliar and familiar.

Liu Hongyan, who had been separated from Qin Feng the longest, froze in place.

"Feng'er… how could he have changed so much?"

In Liu Hongyan's memory, Qin Feng was nothing but a mischievous little brat running around all day.

Yet now, the man before her was sturdy and resolute, of medium build, his skin a bronze hue, his eyes sharp as an eagle's.

Even the aura radiating from him was utterly different.

Merely sitting in the front hall, Liu Hongyan could feel Qin Feng's domineering presence—his piercing, unstoppable arrogance.

The brother from Liu Hongyan's memory was gone; now, only a true hero had emerged.

Qin Feng also saw his family seated in the front hall.

Everyone is here—perfect!

Qin Feng stepped forward, entered the Door, and walked toward the front hall.

Along the way, servants and maids lining both sides forgot to cheer, staring dumbfounded at Qin Feng.

The elders of the household could not believe their eyes.

When Qin Feng first left home, though already a man, he still carried the air of a scholar.

Now that Qin Feng had finally returned, that scholarly aura had vanished entirely—he was now a stern, valiant general.

Those servants who had recently joined the Qin Family and had never seen Qin Feng before were awed by his aura.

"This… this is the Young Master?!"

"This isn't the Young Master… every gesture radiates the authority of a Patriarch."

"Good heavens, the Young Master's cheeks, weathered by wind and sun, are rough—but his dignity is terrifying."

"If I were told our Young Master is a fierce, battle-hardened general, I'd believe it—but that he authored all those famous poems circulating in the streets? That's hard to fathom."

The once noisy Qin Family had fallen utterly silent.

By the time everyone regained their senses, Qin Feng had reached the threshold of the front hall.

Under everyone's gaze, Qin Feng showed no hesitation—he lifted his long robe, dropped to his knees with a thud, and bowed his head three times hard against the ground before Qin Tianhu.

"Father! Your son has returned!"

Qin Tianhu had been holding his composure, but seeing Qin Feng's gesture, he could no longer contain himself.

While Qin Feng bowed, he secretly wiped away the tears of emotion at the corner of his eye.

When Qin Feng rose, Qin Tianhu had already regained his calm—but the smile on his lips refused to be suppressed.

"Good, good, good—you're back, that's all that matters!"

Only then did everyone return to reality; their gaze at Qin Feng slowly shifted from confusion to fervor.

Then it erupted into a boiling frenzy.

Cheers rose and fell, instantly drowning the Qin Family.

"The Young Master has returned—it's truly him! Wonderful!"

"Wow, I heard the Young Master never knelt even before His Majesty, yet before Old Master, he bowed without hesitation."

"Hehehe, this is our Qin Family's Young Master!"

"For his family, the Young Master can do anything—and because of his protection, no one in Wang Du dares to bully the Qin Family."

"Bully? Everyone must look up to the Qin Family!"

After so long away, Qin Feng finally met his father again—no grand gestures, no flourishes; one kneel, one bow, one phrase: "I'm back."

In return, Qin Tianhu simply replied, as lightly as ever: "You're back—that's enough."

Between father and son, no more words were needed.

Or rather, everything was understood without speech.

Qin Feng rose and finally entered the front hall, gazing at the six women seated before him, his brow slightly furrowing.

"Why isn't Yun'er here?"

At Qin Feng's question, Qin Tianhu blurted out: "The Ning Guogong Fu is busy—Yun'er is hosting guests at home and cannot leave."

Qin Feng secretly exhaled in relief—he had feared most of all Yun'er's resentment.

After all…

Among all the women, the one Qin Feng owed the most was Xie Yun'er.

On his way back, Qin Feng had sworn to make every effort to compensate Xie Yun'er.

"If Yun'er cannot leave, then later I will go directly to the Ning Guogong Fu to pay my respects."

"Also, to visit my father-in-law."

Hearing this, Qin Tianhu nodded vigorously: "That's perfect."

Qin Feng took a deep breath, slowly opened his arms, and shouted toward the women: "I'm back!"

Seeing Qin Feng with arms outstretched, the six women exchanged glances—none rushed forward to embrace him.

Even Xiao Xiangxiang and Shu Feng stood where they were, giggling.

What is going on?!

Qin Feng was momentarily stunned, thinking his voice had been too soft, so he bellowed at the top of his lungs: "I'm back!"

Almost as soon as the words left his mouth, Shen Qingci raised her hand and slapped him hard on the back of the head.

"Stop yelling!"

"Do you want us to rush over? Hmph! Everyone here is of noble blood—who would be so rude?"

"Don't think being crowned a prince gives you license to show off. Once you step through this door, you're still that brat!"

Facing Shen Qingci's rebuke, Qin Feng rubbed his nose. Though his face was sour, his heart felt warm.

No matter how much he had changed, no matter how wildly the world had shifted, this home remained exactly as he remembered—not the slightest bit altered.

Seeing Qin Feng flustered, everyone burst into laughter.

Even the maids and servants outside joined in, laughing heartily.

At first, they had feared their young master was stern and domineering, a very serious man, so they had been cautious and timid.

Now, seeing the famed Qin Wang, upon entering, immediately subdued by the eldest miss, the servants and maids instantly felt at ease.

It seemed the rumors were true: no matter how fierce Qin Wang was outside, once home, he became the most approachable of men.

Only Liu Hongyan slowly rose to her feet; she and Qin Feng had been apart far too long.

Watching Second Sister walk toward him, Qin Feng was overwhelmed with emotion. He leapt forward in three strides, seized Liu Hongyan in his arms, and lifted her effortlessly into the air.

"Second Sister, I've missed you so much!"

Liu Hongyan did not resist; one hand pressed against Qin Feng's shoulder, the other stroked his head—both thrilled and deeply moved.

Tears helplessly streamed down her face.

"I've missed you too…"

Feeling the strength in Qin Feng's arms, Liu Hongyan felt how small she was…

Perhaps this is what a true man is like?