After being a widow for half my life, I found out that my husband was not dead.

At first, the fourth prince did have the upper hand, while Qin Fei had little power to fight back.

But after hundreds of moves, Qin Fei, who was so weak, managed to survive, and began to take the initiative to attack. His moves became more and more fierce, and his pace became more and more steady.

Soon, the fourth prince began to suffer. He was not as quick as Qin Feishi in his attacks. Although he was strong, he could not adapt to changes. He became anxious and began to rampage, stabbing Qin Feishi's vital parts without hesitation.

Some old ministers couldn't see it, and they all stroked their beards and shook their heads.

Old Prince Shunping frowned and said, "It's just a competition to add to the fun. The fourth prince won't be serious about it."

Although the fourth prince acted with real intentions and made vicious moves, he did not hurt Qin Fei. Instead, when he turned around, he failed to retract the sword in time and actually hurt himself.

The sword scratched his arm, and blood immediately came out.

"Stop fighting! I didn't see that the fourth prince was injured!" No matter how ugly the emperor's face was, the queen stood up and shouted down. She must know that the fourth prince was her only hope now and nothing could happen to him.

Because of this sound, Qin Feishi put away his sword first, turned around and apologized to the queen, but the fourth prince looked hard and took advantage of this moment to stab Qin Feishi in the side of the waist.

The people below took a breath, because it was unexpected, and Qin Fei was not prepared, he was afraid...

But the next moment, Qin Feishi seemed to have an eye on his side, and he ducked past. The fourth prince couldn't hold his foot back and actually raised his sword and stabbed Madam Zhenguo who was sitting at the table.

Fortunately, the Duke of Zhen was nearby and stood up to kick the sword away.

It was so absurd and so funny that the people present were speechless for a moment and the emperor was embarrassed.

At this time, Qin Fei started to cough and looked extremely weak. Even in this state, the third and fourth princes still had not been beaten. The emperor and ministers couldn't help but think that if Qin Feishi had not been ill, the third and fourth princes might not even be qualified to compete with him at that time.

One absolute strong, two absolute weak.

Such a contrast made the emperor's face darken.

What was originally a competition for fun has now become a major matter concerning the emperor's face.

"Your Majesty, this sorghum wine is good. I respect you..."

Prince Shunping had already raised his wine glass, but the emperor raised his hand to suppress it, and then looked at Yan Mu with his face: "Old Qi, go up and make a gesture with Prince Anqing."

The contest between him and the first prince had now shifted to the contest between his son and the first prince's son. The humiliation of being suppressed by everyone made the emperor's heart feel like it was being roasted on a fire.

Yan Mu expected that the fire would burn on his head, and looked up at the old prince opposite. It was obvious that he had not thought so much, and there was a look of worry on his face. Of course, he was not worried about him, but worried that after he was defeated by Qin Feishi, the emperor would be more interested in killing Qin Feishi.

Liu Yunxiang was also worried, but she was worried that Yan Mu was too sharp, which might not be a good thing.

Yan Mu shook Liu Yunxiang's hand, then stood up, walked to the middle of the courtyard, stood face to face with Qin Feishi, and then raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"It seems like we haven't really had a fight yet."

Qin Feishi nodded, "Indeed not, it's just...ahem...I'm afraid I can't use my full strength..."

It's a metaphor that even if you win, you won't be victorious.

"It turns out you still have some self-awareness."

"What does Your Majesty Seventh Prince mean? Why can't I understand it?"

"Still pretending?"

"Cough! Cough!"

Qin Feishi deliberately coughed several times, making it appear to outsiders that he was already very ill. It was already remarkable that he had fought two people like this. Even if he lost to Yan Mu, it did not mean that he had no strength.

Of course, no one, including the emperor, could figure out how much strength he had.

When the competition started, the emperor suddenly interrupted, and then asked Wei Shuyi to go to his bedroom to get a round jade. The jade had a smooth texture and a soft glow under the moonlight.

Some old ministers saw this jade and were amazed.

"This jade was given to the late emperor after the late emperor sent troops to help the king of Xiyue unify the 36 tribes in the early years. The king of Xiyue donated this jade from their royal family's collection to the late emperor."

"This jade naturally forms a picture of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers. When viewed from different directions, there are different artistic conceptions of the wonders of the mountains and the beauty of the mountains and rivers. It can be said to be the most difficult-to-find treasure in the world."

"When the late emperor appointed the late prince as heir apparent, he gave this jade to the East Palace..."

"Ahem, it is indeed a gem."

An old minister became confused when he drank and talked too much, but the people around him interrupted him.

Liu Yunxiang had already heard about it and probably knew the origin of this jade. But why did the emperor take out this jade?

The emperor pointed to the jade in Wei Shuyi's arms and said: "Back then, the sinner Mingyong wanted to plot rebellion. The late emperor imprisoned him in Jinyuan. When he searched the East Palace, he took back this jade and later rewarded it to me. Back then, the sinner Mingyong loved this jade very much. The jade has been shown off to me many times, but now it is placed in my bedroom. I occasionally take a look at it and think it is superfluous. Well, let's have a competition between you two today. Whoever wins, I will give this jade to me. Give him the jade as a reward."

The emperor said, "Sinner Mingyong", and then took out the things he loved during his lifetime. His words were quite humiliating.

Yan Mu glanced sideways at Qin Feishi and saw that he had his head lowered and the expression on his face could not be seen clearly, but his clenched fists still revealed his emotions.

The competition began. This time Qin Fei did not dodge, his moves were sharp and ruthless, but he was too thin and his face was not good. To outsiders, it looked more like a fight.

Qin Feishi's martial arts was so powerful that Yan Mu couldn't help but be careless, so every move he made was harsh.

Qin Feishi wanted the jade, but Yan Mu wanted to win for no other reason than to please the emperor.

The two of them had never actually fought before, but this time they both tried their best, firing hundreds of moves at once, leaving the people next to them stunned. This is a real sword test, the previous games were more like child's play.

When they hit a wonderful place, many generals began to shout.

"Well done, Your Majesty Seventh!"

"King Anqing is amazing!"

The emperor's expression was tense, and he looked down without blinking. Seeing that Yan Mu had the upper hand, he felt excited and felt proud that he was my son. But when he saw that Yan Mu was at a disadvantage, he gritted his teeth. , as if someone was slapping him in the face.

"Your Majesty, this seventh child is so powerful in Kung Fu. He used to get sick every once in a while. Could it be that he was just pretending?" Seeing that her two sons were embarrassed and Yan Mu was so prominent, the queen couldn't help but want to provoke them.

The emperor snorted coldly: "The queen has such leisurely intentions, why not teach those two losers more."

"Your Majesty, they are your legitimate sons!"

"The legitimate son must also be capable, otherwise the Qin family's world will be left to them and must not be destroyed."

The queen couldn't help but panic. The emperor's words meant that if her two sons were useless, he would consider Yan Mu.

Off the court, hundreds of moves had passed between Yan Mu and Qin Fei, and they were equally matched.

The two men in the fight both tried their best, but for a while they couldn't control each other.

Qin Feishi's eyes deepened, he raised his sleeves and swept over it, and something floated out.

Yan Mu smelled a strange smell and took two steps back, knowing that he had used a dirty trick.

Qin Feishi was a master at making poison. If he wanted to poison the other party, he could poison the other party without anyone noticing. But for a moment, Yan Mu felt that the energy in his body was dissipating, and he could no longer hold the sword in his hand.