The most romantic little emperor

Qin Hao laughed loudly, his eyes flashing with satisfaction: "This is undoubtedly a huge victory for us. Not only does it enhance our strength, but it also cleverly exploits the contradictions of the enemy and makes them kill each other. It's really wonderful!"

Old Feng nodded slightly, his face revealing an expression of joy that was hard to conceal. It was obvious that he was very satisfied with Wang Jian's move.

Qin Hao secretly wondered how this huge wealth and food would inject new vitality into his great cause.

He took a deep breath of fresh air and calmed his excitement.

Then, he turned to look at Elder Feng with an unprecedented solemnity, and said firmly: "Elder Feng, this wealth and food will become a solid foundation for our future rise. This matter is of great importance, we must think carefully and plan cleverly, and we must not let these precious resources fall into the hands of others."

He paused, his eyes flashing with a sharp light, and continued: "Therefore, I decided to let the Jinyiwei assist Wang Jian to ensure the absolute safety of these materials. We will send them back to the capital after we have completely overthrown the Su family."

His voice was deep and powerful, as if it had an irresistible majesty.

After listening to his words, Old Feng agreed respectfully. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart that this young prince already had such far-reaching plans and decisions, and would surely be able to lead Daxia to glory in the future.

"Your Highness, could the assassination attempt on the Second Prince be related to this incident?" A Yue at the side reminded softly.

Qin Hao's eyes flashed, and his suspicion of the Su family in his heart became even stronger. He thought that after Su Zhengfang learned about the robbery of money and grain, he must have doubts about the prince.

Qin Feng was assassinated immediately afterwards. This coincidence made people suspect that this was Su Zhengfang's revenge.

Apart from this, Qin Hao really couldn't think of anyone else who would dare to assassinate a prince so blatantly.

He suddenly pulled Ah Yue into his arms, hugging her tightly, as if he wanted to melt her into his body. His lips gently touched Ah Yue's lips, and at that moment, it seemed as if the whole world had stopped.

When Old Feng saw this, a hint of embarrassment flashed across his eyes and he quickly turned his gaze away. He didn't want to disturb the intimacy between his daughter and the prince, and an urge to escape surged in his heart.

Before he left, Qin Hao let go of A Yue's red lips and laughed heartily, his laughter full of confidence and pride.

He hugged Ah Yue tightly and said excitedly, "Yue'er, thank you for your reminder. Now I am 80% sure that this was done by that old fox Su Zhengfang."

Ah Yue was infected by Qin Hao's enthusiasm. Her cheeks flushed slightly and she whispered shyly, "Your Highness, father is still here? Are you ashamed?"

Qin Hao smiled, revealing his big white teeth. He looked down at Ah Yue, his eyes full of doting and tenderness.

He gently pinched Ah Yue's cheek and said teasingly with a smile: "Yue'er, your father doesn't care about these details. Maybe he is looking forward to us doing something more intimate, and it would be best if he could give him a little grandson. If you don't believe me, you can go ask him?"

A Yue lowered her head shyly and gently patted Qin Hao's chest with both hands. The force was as gentle as a spring breeze blowing over flower petals.

Her voice was as thin as a mosquito's, and full of shyness: "Your Highness, you are so mean! The more you talk, the more outrageous it becomes. How dare I ask him?"

Qin Hao looked at A Yue affectionately, his eyes filled with deep love. Looking at her shy appearance, his heart was filled with endless tenderness.

The two lingered for a while before reluctantly parting.

"Mr. Feng, please accompany me to visit my second brother. Such a big thing has happened, and it would seem a bit unreasonable for me, as the eldest brother, not to go." Qin Hao smiled as if he was relaxed.

Ah Yue immediately raised her head and said eagerly, "I want to go too."

Qin Hao nodded slightly, then took the two of them quickly to Qin Feng's residence.

As night fell, Qin Feng's palace was brightly lit and crowded with people.

The assassination incident exploded like thunder, turning the originally peaceful palace upside down.

Everyone in the palace was like a frightened bird at this moment, looking around anxiously, afraid that they would become the next target.

The guards of the palace were fully armed, with a solemn look on their faces. They patrolled non-stop in the night, always alert to the movements around them, vowing to protect the safety of the palace and prevent the killer from sneaking in and assassinating again.

In the bedroom deep in the palace, Qin Feng lay quietly on the bed with a pale face. It was obvious that the previous assassination had cost him a heavy price.

Beside him, a personal medical officer was carefully treating his wounds. His technique was skillful and gentle, trying his best to alleviate Qin Feng's pain.

After treating the wound, the medical officer retreated. Qin Feng waved away the other attendants, leaving only a monk in black standing in front of his bed.

This monk has a kind face, but his eyes reveal an unfathomable wisdom. He is one of Qin Feng's most trusted people, and the only person who makes Qin Feng feel at ease in this assassination.

"Master, what do you think about this matter?" Qin Feng's voice was a little weak, but there was a sharp light flashing in his eyes.

The monk put his hands together, a faint smile on his face, and said softly: "Life and death are determined by fate, and wealth and honor are determined by heaven. Your Highness is blessed with a good fate, and there is a destiny in the dark. This incident may be a warning, reminding us to be more cautious."

Qin Feng nodded slightly, with a hint of thought in his eyes. He recalled the thrilling assassination just now. The man in black had a chance to kill him, but he suddenly missed at the critical moment, leaving him with only minor injuries.

Obviously, the mastermind behind this did not really want to kill him. So, what kind of conspiracy was behind this? Who wanted to harm him secretly?

The image of his elder brother Qin Hao suddenly appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help but secretly speculate: "Brother, are you really behind all this?"

The thought kept swirling in his mind and wouldn't go away.

After a brief contemplation, Qin Feng turned his gaze to the black-robed monk beside him. This wise man could always give him guidance at critical moments.

He asked in a low voice: "Master, who do you think is behind this incident and wants to kill me? Is it possible..."

Qin Feng hadn't finished speaking, but his meaning was already clear.