The most romantic little emperor

Ping Wuying raised a teasing arc at the corner of his mouth, with a sly light flashing in his eyes: "Oh? Do you really dare to do this?"

"Why not? I am a man of my word. I don't even know how to write the word 'dare'." Qin Hao said confidently without fear.

Ping Wuying stared at him, a trace of suspicion flashing in her eyes. She felt that the young man in front of her seemed to have extraordinary confidence.

Even on this busy street, facing such a rebellious topic, he still showed no fear.

"Who are you? How do you plan to help me?" Ping Wuying asked softly, with a hint of curiosity and expectation in her voice.

"I am Qin Zitian!"

Qin Hao smiled slightly and said seriously: "For me, sending you to the palace is not a difficult task. As long as it is something the girl wants to do, there is nothing I can't do."

"Someone from the royal family?" Ping Wuying asked softly with some confusion and inquiry.

She looked at Qin Hao carefully, trying to find a hint of uniqueness from him.

A person with the surname Qin, who lives in the capital, should be a member of the royal family. This seems to be the only explanation that makes sense.

"Well, I guess so." Qin Hao nodded slightly and answered ambiguously.

A Yue and Liang Hongyu tried hard to suppress the laughter in their hearts. Their eyes flickered and they didn't dare to look directly at the two people in front of them, for fear that the laughter that was about to overflow might break this delicate balance.

Ping Wuying was puzzled. She looked at Liang Hongyu thoughtfully, with a hint of inquiry in her eyes. She asked softly, "Miss Hongyu, is what he said true?"

Liang Hongyu nodded slightly, but there was a hint of mischief and smile in her eyes, like the twinkling stars in the night sky, making Ping Wuying elusive.

She spoke softly, like a spring breeze: "Miss Ping, the young master is indeed a member of the royal family, but I cannot tell you his specific identity for the time being."

Ping Wuying's eyes flashed with a sharpness. She had some guesses in her mind, but she deliberately kept it in mind and continued to ask: "Then what is the relationship between you two?"

When Liang Hongyu heard this, her face instantly turned red with shame, like the first blooming of the morning glow. She lowered her eyelids, like a shy peach blossom, unable to look directly into Ping Wuying's inquiring gaze.

Although Qin Hao had confessed his love to her and promised to marry her, they had not yet gotten married. She hesitated for a moment and didn't know how to answer Ping Wuying's question.

Qin Hao keenly captured the embarrassment and shyness between Liang Hongyu's brows.

He stood up without hesitation, walked straight to Liang Hongyu's side, and gently held her in his arms. The movement was natural and smooth, as if the two of them had already formed a tacit understanding.

He looked directly at Ping Wuying and said with a smile, "Miss Ping, Hongyu is my woman."

As soon as these words came out, Liang Hongyu's face instantly became as beautiful as a blooming peach blossom. She gently nestled in Qin Hao's arms, her heart filled with sweetness and happiness.

Ping Wuying was slightly stunned, then gave a meaningful smile, as if she had a deeper understanding of the relationship between the two.

Only then did she reluctantly believe Qin Hao's specious lies. Then, she glanced at Ah Yue beside her and said indifferently, "Who are you, girl?"

Qin Hao gently embraced Ah Yue in his arms, his face expressionless, and he calmly replied: "Her name is Feng Qingyue, and she is also my woman."

Ping Wuying heard this, a trace of displeasure flashed across her face, and she cursed in her heart: "You bastard."

Qin Hao naturally couldn't see her inner thoughts, so he invited her again: "I wonder if you can ask the young lady to move a little bit and go to the hotel... ugh, to the restaurant to discuss this matter in detail with us?"

Deep down in Ping Wuying's heart, she was extremely resistant to Qin Hao, a playboy who had three wives and four concubines and liked to play with women's feelings. She always maintained an indescribable resistance.

However, the threshold of the palace seemed like an insurmountable chasm to her. The tempting opportunity made her excited, yet hesitant.

After inner struggle and weighing, she finally made a decision to follow the advice of "Qin Zitian" for the time being.

Her voice was firm, but also contained a hint of warning: "Well, alright, but I have to be frank with you. You'd better behave yourself. Otherwise, none of your men will survive a few moves from me."

After saying this, Ping Wuying glanced deeply at Luo Yang with a sharp gaze.

This man has a sturdy build, with well-defined muscles, and every breath he takes seems very rhythmic. He is obviously a well-trained martial artist.

But in her opinion, such skills were still not good enough for her.

Qin Hao had a warm smile on his face and said slowly, "Miss Ping is really straightforward. I will do my best not to let you down."

He turned slightly to the side, pointed to the restaurant in front, and suggested, "How about we go to this Fuhao Restaurant?"

Ping Wuying turned her head slightly, her eyes as clear as autumn water. She glanced at the restaurant, then nodded slightly, as if tacitly agreeing to the proposal.

Then, she walked in front with a light figure, like a dancing butterfly.

Her back, in the reflection of the sunlight, looks particularly dazzling, as if carrying a kind of "fairy air" that is otherworldly, which reminds people of the Little Dragon Girl in previous film and television dramas, fresh and unworldly, aloof and independent.

Qin Hao smiled slightly and turned to gesture to Liang Hongyu and A Yue.

The two of them understood what she meant and immediately stood on Ping Wuying's left and right.

Qin Hao deliberately slowed down his pace and walked side by side with Elder Feng. He lowered his voice and asked softly, "Elder Feng, what is the origin of this Miss Ping Wuying?"

His tone was full of curiosity and exploration, and he seemed to have a strong interest in this mysterious woman.

Elder Feng stroked his beard gently and slowly explained to Qin Hao: "Your Majesty, I have heard of this woman's name before, but today I was able to see her true appearance."

"It is said that this woman has extremely high attainments in martial arts. She has long been famous in the martial arts world and holds a pivotal position. Countless heroes are fascinated by her."

"Her beauty is well-known throughout the world. However, people are often mesmerized by her appearance, but few know that what truly awes people about this Miss Ping is her martial arts."

"Especially her Qinggong, which is as easy as walking on flat ground. It is unrivaled in the world and almost no one can match her."

When Qin Hao heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, as if they were lit lights, shining brightly.

He couldn't help but develop a strong interest in the woman from Moon Shadow Pavilion, secretly praising her: "It is said that beauties have always been short-lived, and that beauty is the root of misfortune. However, it seems that this is not entirely true today."

"This Miss Ping actually has such profound martial arts skills. She is truly a rare woman in the world."