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

The grand harem banquet came to an end amidst laughter and joy.

Seeing how hard the court musicians worked, Qin Feng'an generously rewarded them with a large sum of overtime pay, saving their families from having to engage in side businesses such as growing vegetables and setting up stalls.

The court musicians were grateful and knelt and nodded their heads. Although they were grateful, when it was time to get off work, some put away their piano cases, some folded their chairs, and soon they all ran away, showing no intention of treating the company as their home.

The musicians left and the sound of stringed instruments finally stopped. Perhaps without the music to liven up the atmosphere, the venue seemed a little empty. Everyone yawned and waited for the emperor to give the order to adjourn the meeting.

Su Feiran had experienced all the seven emotions and six desires of the world during the whole day, and just wanted to go back to his room and sleep.

However, when Qin Fengan looked at her meaningfully, she knew that she would not be able to sleep well tonight.

Sure enough, after everyone returned to their own palaces, Xiao Lezi came to the east attic of Zichen Palace shortly afterwards and said that the emperor wanted Liu Ronghua to sleep with him.

Xie Zhiqi sat for a while in the east pavilion. When she heard that the emperor was going to see Su Feiran after a tiring day, her eyes suddenly widened like bells.

"Sister is so lucky! I thought His Majesty would summon Concubine Zeng or Empress Xian today." Xie Zhiqi sighed, "It seems that sister will not be able to sleep well this time."

Anyone with eyes could see that Zeng Wenxin and Lin Xiuqing were the most outstanding performers at the shareholders' meeting tonight. The emperor was bewitched by their talent performances. But for some reason, Qin Fengan still couldn't let go of his old love and chose Su Feiran.

Su Feiran agreed to Xiao Lezi's request and found that he was not as resistant as he had imagined.

Although I couldn't rest well, there was still one thing I didn't understand, so I happened to talk to Qin Fengan in Yongning Palace.

After seeing Xie Zhiqi off, Su Feiran ordered Xunyin to carry the abstract painting stained with sewage and move to the Yongning Palace.

What surprised her was that Qin Feng'an, the emperor, was actually standing in front of the steps of Yongning Palace waiting for her, holding a fox fur cloak. This cloak was very similar to the one he gave to Concubine Xian, but it didn't have so many messy decorations on it.

Seeing Su Feiran and her maid rushing here at dawn, Qin Fengan's face was filled with a sweet smile. He stepped forward, put a coat on Su Feiran, and said softly, "Ranran, it's cold and dewy at night, be careful not to catch a cold."

Su Feiran got goosebumps all over his body.

She was so frightened that she took a few steps back in a hurry, staggered and almost fell.

"No, brother, what are you doing!!!! Let's talk it out nicely!!!! Don't start with the enlargement!!!!" Su Feiran held his head and wailed.

Then, who is “Ran Ran”! ! ! !

Qin Fengan sighed secretly, it turned out that the way to flirt with girls in galgames was too exaggerated.

"Stop joking and come in." Qin Fengan coughed lightly, feeling a little embarrassed.

Only he knew that what he said just now was not a joke, but a small attempt made by a love-struck otaku to pursue a girl.

Su Feiran took the painting from Yu Xiao and asked her to go to the warm side hall to rest. He stared at Qin Fengan warily and warned him, "Don't make trouble again, or I'll write you into the storybook."

Qin Fengan quickly waved his hands and smiled apologetically: "I dare not, I dare not."

The two of them walked into the Yongning Palace, a holy place for chatting. Qin Fengan brewed a pot of hot tea for them and specially prepared fresh milk and rock sugar for Su Feiran. Su Feiran sat cross-legged on the couch happily, praising Qin Fengan in his heart, saying that this guy was quite considerate.

"Do you have something to tell me?" Su Feiran asked.

"Why can't I ask you to come if there's nothing wrong?" Qin Feng'an asked back, "I see you're quite enthusiastic about coming, Liu Ronghua."

"You have nothing to do, but I have something to do."

As Su Feiran spoke, he spread out the long scroll and led Qin Fengan to look at it.

"What is this?" Qin Fengan was puzzled.

Through the stains on the paper, he could vaguely see that the painting on the canvas was Su Feiran's usual abstract style, but what was different from before was that this abstraction was combined with modern landscapes that both of them were familiar with, so it had a unique flavor. For example, this "The Bund on a Starry Night" was, well... very memorable.

Of course, Su Feiran's painting skills have also improved in the past half month, from 0 to 0.1.

"Why is this painting so dirty?" Qin Feng'an frowned. If there were no stains on the painting, this would have been a masterpiece.

Su Feiran sighed and said, "This was originally the gift I wanted to give you at the shareholders' meeting, but I don't know what went wrong and someone messed it up like this."

Qin Feng'an looked at the stains on the painting seriously, and after a closer look, he knew that what Su Feiran said was true. The stains on the painting were all splashed, and someone must have deliberately destroyed the painting in order to prevent Su Feiran from presenting the gift.

"People are really vicious." Qin Feng'an sighed, "But after being processed by this person, your painting looks much better."

The punishment for being too talkative was a kick from Su Feiran. Qin Fengan dodged the kick with a playful smile and said, "But I like Liu Ronghua's thoughtful work. It's a pity that this painting is ruined. I will punish you to draw a new one and give it to me tomorrow. I will hang it in Dali Garden for everyone to see."

It is impossible to redraw it.

Su Feiran smiled and said, "Who said the painting was ruined? If you really like it, just find a damp rag and wipe it."

Qin Feng'an thought Su Feiran was joking, and said, "As the saying goes, 'spilt water cannot be recovered'. Even if you wipe a hole in the paper and the silk cloth, I'm afraid you can't wipe away the stain on it!"

"Just wait and see."

Su Feiran smiled crookedly, dipped a towel in some soapy water and wrung it dry, then used the damp towel to wipe the drawing paper -

Qin Feng'an was about to stop them, thinking that this would definitely damage the painting. Unexpectedly, a miracle happened. Not only was the fragile paper not soaked by the water and damaged, but the stains were all wiped away by the silk scarf, revealing the original appearance of the painting.

Su Feiran wiped away the pictures one by one, cleaning the entire scroll. "The Bund at a Starry Night", "Mona Lisa Flag Raising Platform", "Water Lilies Three Gorges Dam", "Guernica Sun Moon Lake", "Victory Dance Mountain Resort", and "Ice and Snow World No. 1948 in " all surfaced one by one, fully displayed in front of Qin Fengan.

Not only are these paintings intact, but the colors are also bright, with no signs of fading after drying.

Qin Fengan thought it was strange, and reached out to touch the drawing paper, feeling something sticky and slippery attached to the surface of the paper. It must be this layer of protective film that prevented the painting from being stained by water and locked the color in the paint.

"What is this?" Qin Fengan asked in surprise.

Su Feiran's nose was about to rise to the sky, and he said proudly: "Don't be so surprised, this is just a little bit of my life experience."