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

Wu Jiayan looked at Qin Fengan with a slightly shocked look, and there was something indescribable in his eyes.

"My son, have you really made up your mind?" The Queen Mother looked at Qin Fengan coldly.

Qin Feng'an raised his head and said firmly, "I am not a gullible person."

"The emperor has really grown up."

The empress dowager seemed to sigh softly, and her words expressed all her sadness. The breath she had been holding in an instant also dissipated, and she looked very tired.

Then she signaled Han Shuang to stop and stood up to leave.

Qin Feng'an hurriedly stepped forward to greet her, but the Queen Mother shook off his hand without leaving a trace, saying calmly: "Forget it, forget it. Even if I talk till my lips are worn out, the prince will only think that I am nagging and worrying about nothing."

"This..." Qin Feng'an was speechless, "I have never felt this way. What the Queen Mother said is the golden rule——"

"Please stop talking so much. I am tired of hearing your high-sounding words, and my son is tired of hearing your perfunctory words." The Queen Mother was carefully supported by Han Shuang as she left the venue step by step. Every step she took was heavy and slow, and even with Han Shuang's support, she still staggered with difficulty.

"The Queen Mother seems to have aged all of a sudden. She was so energetic on the day of the selection..."

“I heard that the relationship between mother and son has been bad these days. No wonder the Queen Mother is so worried.”

"Alas, I am already quite old..."

I don’t know which two daring servants were whispering, but Qin Fengan heard it clearly. He immediately felt a little uncomfortable.

Everyone in the venue watched the Queen Mother walk away with Han Shuang's support, but they saw her pause, as if she was hesitating about something.

Qin Feng'an's heart softened for a moment, and he asked, "Mother, is there anything else you want to tell me?"

The Queen Mother turned around and looked at him. She no longer had the stern look she had when she first came. Instead, she looked very haggard.

In the dim light of the Imperial Garden, Qin Feng'an saw that the Queen Mother had developed several wrinkles on her face. He had overlooked them when the light was brighter.

"If the emperor is willing to listen to me, please come to Mingde Hall at noon tomorrow." The Queen Mother looked at Qin Feng'an deeply, "Other matters are fine, but there is one thing I think the prince needs to know."

As soon as these words came out, Han Shuang's face suddenly became anxious. She whispered to the Queen Mother: "Concubines are not allowed to interfere in government affairs. It was fine in the past, but if you still interfere in the affairs of the previous dynasty today..."

"I'm not afraid, so why are you afraid?" The Queen Mother sneered, "Can my good son be put to death?"

Frost exclaimed: "Queen Mother, I beg you not to say such unlucky words!"

Qin Feng'an had no idea what the Queen Mother and her servant were talking about. He thought about it and decided that since he had nothing to do tomorrow, it would be fine to go. He agreed, "I will definitely be there tomorrow."

"That's good."

After saying that, the Queen Mother took Han Shuang away, leaving the concubines and the Emperor standing in the meeting room.

Qin Feng'an looked at the concubines kneeling on the ground, sighed tiredly, and said, "My beloved concubines, please stand up. The Queen Mother has left."

The Queen Mother's visit this time and talking to her was even more tiring than attending the morning court.

Perhaps in this world, he and the Queen Mother just hate each other, and it is best for them not to see each other. It is enough to maintain the basic mother-son relationship.

All the concubines stood up as instructed, including Wu Jiayan, but her face was uneasy and her eyes were evasive, not daring to look at Qin Fengan again.

"I don't doubt your intentions." Qin Feng'an approached Wu Jiayan and comforted her, "It's just that I've been avoiding the Queen Mother recently, so she took it out on you. I know you're not the kind of person the Queen Mother said you were."

Wu Jiayan opened his mouth, wanting to say something but stopped himself.

"It's just this sword dance..."

Qin Fengan sighed heavily again. This matter was really difficult to deal with.

"I'll watch it another day."

Wu Jiayan's eyelids drooped slightly, as if he was unwilling.

"Don't worry. I will summon you to dance for me when I find the chance." Qin Feng'an forced a smile and said, "It's not appropriate to discuss such a heavy topic today. What do you think?"

The emperor had made his decision and had given Wu Jiayan enough room to back down, so it was not easy for her to disobey.

Qin Feng'an's words clearly showed that he didn't want to watch the sword dance anymore, and he found an excuse that was good for both parties. Wu Jiayan should have accepted the emperor's kindness and taken advantage of the situation, but for some reason, she unexpectedly didn't follow the rules today, and looked up at Qin Feng'an, asking persistently, "Your Majesty's words are binding, right?"

Some concubines felt that Concubine Jia was overdoing her job, but the final decision had to be made by the emperor.

Qin Fengan's answer was: "Of course."

Wu Jiayan felt relieved when she received this promise, and a long-lost smile appeared on her face: "Then I will wait for the day when I can dance for His Majesty."

Qin Feng'an nodded. A gentleman's word is as good as his bond. Anyway, he could just deal with the Queen Mother when he felt like it.

Wu Jiayan suddenly knelt on the ground, took the sheathed sword in both hands, raised it above her head respectfully, and said: "Since I cannot present this dance to Your Majesty today, I will dance with the sword instead to celebrate the festival. I hope Your Majesty will know that my true heart is like a blade that can cut iron like mud."

The concubines were shocked. This sword was obviously not a common item. It must be worth a fortune. Moreover, Concubine Jia had preserved it so well. She swung the sword without any hindrance. This sword must be her favorite. In order to please the emperor, Concubine Jia had spent a lot of money. It was hard for her to bear this.

Qin Feng'an looked at the long sword and couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

There were two villains arguing in his mind. The kind villain said, "This is what Concubine Jia likes, you can't have it." The evil villain said, "Hurry up and take it. This may be the best sword you have ever seen in your life." The two villains kept arguing, and Qin Feng'an's eyes kept sweeping over the scabbard.

The evil villain finally defeated the good villain, and Qin Fengan took the sword.

He clenched the two ends of the sword with both hands, and swore inwardly while crying: "I will definitely treat you well in the future, Concubine Jia! Otherwise, I will ask the heavens to strike me down with lightning and knock me off the throne!"

Wu Jiayan smiled, stood up and said, "This sword is called 'Good to Keep', and was made by Nanling sword-making master Yan Wuzhe. There are two Nanling jades embedded on the left and right sides of the hilt, both of which are of the best quality. The scabbard is engraved with the legendary Wuji Fairyland, which means 'getting what you want' in folk culture. Even if the sword is not unsheathed, it can still make the emperor look wise and great."

Qin Fengan thought to himself, it would be fine if you didn’t add the word at the end, but after adding it I always feel like you are scolding me.

However, Qin Feng'an was extremely happy to have a new sword. If he hadn't cared about saving face in front of all the concubines, he would have wanted to draw the sword and swing it around, and then replicate some of the classic moves of the middle school students.

So much so that he ignored the name of the sword.