Want to win the palace fight? Better to be crazy than to be idiotic!

Qin Feng'an watched indifferently as Su Feiran and Song Chunyuan greeted each other, but he didn't expect that in just a few minutes, the two of them changed from polite greetings to intimate "old brother, old sister". The more they talked, the more speculative they became, and they wanted to find a flowering tree right away, sit down and drink wine to swear brotherhood.

"Hey, I didn't expect Ronghua also likes to read Mr. Li's storybook in Beijing!"

Song Chunyuan and Su Feiran got along better and better as they talked. His face turned red with excitement, which was completely different from the timid and lifeless look of a worker when he was reporting to the emperor just now.

Su Feiran slapped her thigh, and the ladylike manner that she had managed to put on was thrown out of the window. She hadn't expected to meet a soulmate today, and she was so excited that she even forgot that Qin Fengan was there.

"Mr. Li's play 'Flying Jiangbei People' is excellent. The atmosphere and suspense are the best in the world! The last time I listened to him tell the story, I was so scared that I couldn't sleep all night!" Su Feiran was so excited that he forgot his identity for a moment. "Next time Mr. Li tells the story in Fengyue Tower, let's go together! After listening, let's go to the restaurant to have a drink, wouldn't it be fun!"

Su Feiran had forgotten that she was a concubine in the back garden, but Song Chunyuan still remembered, "I am always available, but Ronghua, why are you leaving the palace?"

"I'm the 'Little Red Flower Soldier'. I can just climb over the wall when the guards aren't paying attention!" Su Feiran waved his hand, looking extremely cool.

Qin Feng'an stood aside with his arms folded, like a transparent person, and listened to the two of them discussing the plan of meeting again. Until he heard that Su Feiran was going to use the privilege of "Little Red Flower Standard Soldiers" to climb over the wall, he finally couldn't help but speak angrily:

"Su Feiran, the authority of the 'Little Red Flower Standard Soldier' ​​is not for you to use in this way!"

As soon as Qin Feng'an spoke, Su Feiran and Song Chunyuan realized that they had been a little too presumptuous just now, and hurriedly bowed to Qin Feng'an to apologize.

However, the two were still in high spirits and after confessing their crimes they kept winking at each other, implying that they would talk in detail after leaving Yongning Palace.

Seeing Su Feiran and Song Chunyuan chatting so well, Qin Fengan suddenly became furious. If he hadn't retained the dignity of an emperor, he would have been so angry that he would have jumped up and down and cursed.

Qin Fengan was angry not because he was ignored by the two, but because he and Su Feiran hadn't seen each other for a month. When they finally met, Su Feiran said as soon as she entered the door that she liked handsome men, and then she chatted so well with her own ministers!

Where does this put him, the husband in name only and fellow villager in reality!

You know, Song Chunyuan is old enough to be Su Feiran's grandfather in this era. Su Feiran got along well with him, but he would rather avoid Qin Fengan's summons than come to Yongning Palace to talk to him! Is Qin Fengan really so boring that Su Feiran can't avoid him? !

In the past month, Qin Feng'an has frequently favored Lin Xiuqing, not only because the Dali Temple was secretly investigating the Hua Bei case and needed him to contain Lin's people in the harem, but also because he was angry with Su Feiran.

——Don't you want to be summoned by me? Well, I will summon someone else!

This childish idea brought Qin Fengan and Lin Xiuqing together, and they spent a month together in an ambiguous relationship.

Lin Xiuqing was dignified and generous, yet gentle and delicate, and from time to time she would reveal the attitude of a little girl on the day of the shareholders' meeting. Qin Fengan got along very well with her, and he went with the flow and did everything without any hindrance, including things that Qin Fengan and Su Feiran had never done.

We are all adults, and being shy would seem artificial.

Lin Xiuqing had made love with the emperor many times when she was in favor, and when they worked together again, she just thought that they had not touched the emperor's dragon body for a long time, and both of them were a little nervous, so she did not worry about why Qin Fengan's skills were so rusty. But Qin Fengan was different. He seemed to have opened the door to a new world after tasting the forbidden fruit for the first time, and his surprise was no less than discovering that Harry Potter and Doraemon lived together in the underground palace of the imperial city.

However, although he felt very comfortable being with Lin Xiuqing, Lin Xiuqing's every frown and smile always reminded him of the night of the shareholders' meeting.

That night, he was slightly tipsy and looked into her eyes in a daze. With the moon as the medium, their hearts blended, as if they had been close before.

That night, he watched Lin Xiuqing disappear into the darkness from the bright light. His eyes followed Lin Xiuqing's back, but his eyes projected the figure of someone else.

Lin Xiuqing was generous, decent, gentle and virtuous, with a face like the bright moon, much prettier than the young Su Feiran. Moreover, Lin Xiuqing would not contradict him, embarrass him, humiliate him, or cause him trouble.

When he was bored, Lin Xiuqing would play the zither and sing for him; when he curiously watched her fingertips flying, she would smile and take his hand and patiently teach him to play the zither. When he was bored, Lin Xiuqing would reason with him, talk about the stories of ancient and modern wise men who tolerated each other for the sake of the country, and then hold his hand to go to a beautiful place to relax.

These are all things Su Feiran cannot do. Su Feiran is just a mascot of the palace and can do nothing but act stupid.

Su Feiran is not as good as Lin Xiuqing in any way, but Qin Fengan always hopes that it is not Lin Xiuqing who is by his side.

Qin Fengan thought about it for three days and three nights and finally figured out why this happened.

——No matter how good Lin Xiuqing is, she can’t give him the feeling of being his girlfriend.

Because Lin Xiuqing looks like his mother.

He felt comfortable being with Lin Xiuqing, but he was not obsessed with this comfort.

He used to see Su Feiran all the time, but suddenly they were separated for a month, and he felt a little worried.

He spent time with Lin Xiuqing these days and never saw any trace of anyone in her. He thought he had developed a love for Lin Xiuqing and had forgotten about the unreliable Su Feiran, but he didn't know that this was just the calm before a more crazy emotional storm.

When he saw Su Feiran today, he only took one look at him and felt a strong burning sensation rising from his toes to the top of his head and then extending to every hair.

He wanted to hold Su Feiran in his arms like crazy, wanting to hear her talk about how uncomfortable it was to be ignored, but he saw Su Feiran chatting happily with a stranger and even forgot to pay attention to him.

Qin Feng'an was so sad and angry that he wanted to take off all his clothes and run naked around the palace.

——I wanted to turn my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon only shines on the ditch! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Qin Feng'an was silent for a long time. Su Feiran and Song Chunyuan felt a little uneasy. They stopped their small movements and waited for the emperor to speak.

After a moment, Qin Feng'an slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air and said to the two of them, "Sit down."

Doesn't seem like a big deal?

Su Feiran and Song Chunyuan felt relieved. They sat down calmly and listened to Qin Fengan's arrangements.

"A foreign language school?" Su Feiran frowned upon hearing this and waved her hands repeatedly, "I can't do this! How can I do a job that even the Grand Secretaries can't handle?"

Not only is it impossible to do, but you have to attend classes four days a month, six hours a day, and you don’t get paid - even the capitalist’s donkey would protest if they heard this!