The Qins were a family of scholars for generations. As a civil official to Lord Wuda, the city lord, Qin Wentian handled internal city affairs with effortless ease. One day, Lěng Yè and Lord Wuda, led by the steward, came to Qin Canghan's room.
"Lord Wuda, you're here." Qin Wentian hurried forward, his hair grey and his face clouded with worry. "My son fell off a horse. It's nothing major; he should recover after resting for two or three days."
Lěng Yè examined Qin Canghan on the bed. Though in the prime of life, Qin Canghan was pale and already had white hair. "Are you sure he just fell off a horse?" Lěng Yè pressed.
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