The most romantic little emperor

"Master Feng, if we talk about martial arts attainments, who is better between Miss Ping and A Yue or Hong Yu?" Qin Hao asked Master Feng softly with a hint of inquiry in his eyes.

Elder Feng shook his head gently and answered without hesitation: "Your Majesty, although Ah Yue and Hong Yu are good at martial arts and are among the best, if the two of them join forces, they will still be unable to match Miss Ping."

"so smart?"

Qin Hao's eyes flashed with surprise, and he raised his eyebrows slightly, and continued to ask: "Compared to you, who is better, you or this Miss Ping?"

Hearing this, Elder Feng frowned and fell into a brief moment of contemplation. He hesitated for a moment before slowly saying, "Your Majesty, this matter is indeed difficult to judge."

"Although I have never fought with Miss Ping, judging by the martial arts skills she has displayed, I can see that they are already unfathomable. If we really had to compete, I'm afraid it would be an evenly matched contest."

From these brief words of Master Feng, it was clear that he highly evaluated Ping Wuying's martial arts skills, which were actually on par with Master Feng's.

Although he did not have a deep understanding of martial arts, he knew that there were many martial arts schools in the Great Xia Dynasty, and the influence of the best of these schools was no less than that of the aristocratic families with a long history.

Elder Feng looked at Qin Hao, seeming a little hesitant. He sighed softly and continued, "Your Majesty, this woman is the head of the Moon Shadow Pavilion... I'm afraid..."

The leader of Moon Shadow Pavilion?

Qin Hao's eyes flashed with a gleam of light, and the corners of his mouth curled up with a playful smile, "Hello, Pavilion Master. If I recruit this Miss Ping into the palace, wouldn't I be able to get the support of a sect for free? At worst, I can also take this opportunity to expand the power of the Jinyiwei. Isn't it killing two birds with one stone?"

Elder Feng sighed softly, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he slowly said: "Your Majesty, the reason why Yueying Pavilion has the supreme status in the martial arts world is because of one person, that is Ping Wuying. She is not only the only pavilion master, but also the spiritual pillar of the sect. Yueying Pavilion has always been a single-line inheritance, not accepting disciples, but it is unique in the martial arts world."

Qin Hao's eyes flashed with a gleam of brilliance when he heard this. He raised his eyebrows slightly and murmured to himself: "That's great, Ping Wuying, you will be my woman sooner or later!"

Feng Lao had a strange expression on his face, and a wave of anxiety rose in his heart. He knew Ping Wuying's character and pride very well, and he always felt that there was little hope of recruiting her into the palace.

However, His Majesty had made up his mind and he could not say anything.

So he coughed lightly to hide the strangeness in his heart, and lowered his head in silence.

Sihai Restaurant, an elegant room on the second floor, is as picturesque as a poem.

The wooden table is carved with patterns, has an antique style and exudes a faint fragrance that is intoxicating.

The breeze blew gently through the half-open window, bringing a hint of coolness and taking away the irritability in my heart.

Qin Hao sat on one side of the desk, looking through the window lattice at the bustling crowd downstairs. There were all kinds of pedestrians, cars and people, and it was very lively.

At this moment, his heart was at peace as he enjoyed this rare leisure time.

A Yue and Liang Hongyu sat on Qin Hao's left and right sides, protecting him closely to prevent Ping Wuying from attacking the emperor due to a disagreement.

Ping Wuying sat opposite Qin Hao. She looked indifferent, like a clear lake, without ripples.

Her beauty is not like that of the mortal world, but more like a fairy walking out of a painting, making people unable to help but take a few more glances.

Her presence added a touch of fairy air to the entire elegant room, making people dare not disturb her easily.

Many guests of the restaurant noticed the four people in this elegant room. When they saw Qin Hao entering with three stunning beauties, they were all secretly envious and guessed Qin Hao's identity and background.

They were even more captivated by the stunning looks of A Yue and the other two girls, especially Ping Wuying who was not covering her face, which made everyone scream and praise her endlessly.

If Luo Yang and others had not cleverly obstructed them in secret, those drinkers would have probably come in droves, eager to make the acquaintance of the three beauties, and even offered themselves to win their hearts.

Qin Hao sat aside, looking calm, but he sighed in his heart: "Today is a nice day, suitable for traveling and picking up girls."

"Who are you? As a member of the royal family, how dare you help me so blatantly? Aren't you going to confiscate our property and exterminate our clan?" Ping Wuying was suspicious and broke the silence first.

Qin Hao smiled slightly, with a cunning light flashing in his eyes: "Miss Ping, as for my specific identity, it is not appropriate to say more now. I believe that you are hiding your true identity like me, right?"

Ping Wuying heard this, a flash of surprise flashed in her eyes, and then she regained her composure. She looked at Qin Hao deeply, as if she wanted to see through his heart.

Qin Hao still maintained his calm look, as if everything was under his control.

Ping Wuying's star-like eyes slightly lifted up, and she couldn't help but look up to Qin Hao. She said calmly, "There is no free lunch in the world, Qin Zitian, just tell me, you are going through so much trouble to help me, what exactly do you want? Are you trying to usurp the throne?"

Qin Hao met her clear and beautiful eyes, a cynical smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He stroked the tip of his nose lightly, as if thinking about how to word it.

After a moment, he spoke with a hint of sincerity in his voice: "Miss Ping has misunderstood. I have no desire for the throne. All I ask is that you lend a hand and do me a small favor."

"A small favor?"

Ping Wuying raised his eyebrows, his tone full of disbelief and contempt, "I'm afraid this 'little favor' of yours is harder than climbing to the sky."

"No no no!"

Qin Hao quickly shook his head and said seriously, "Miss Ping, you are wrong. For you, this is really just a piece of cake. It doesn't even take too much time. One night is enough."

Upon hearing this, Ping Wuying's heart suddenly felt ripples and her eyes were filled with frost.

A fierce murderous aura surged like a tide, instantly sweeping across the entire second floor, causing the originally quiet space to tremble.

She frowned, revealing an indescribable anger, and said in a bone-chillingly cold voice: "Shameless man, how dare you say such a crazy thing?"

Seeing this, A Yue and Liang Hongyu reacted quickly and stood in front of Qin Hao almost at the same time, looking at Ping Wuying vigilantly, as if they were ready to deal with her attack at any time.

Liang Hongyu frowned, her voice filled with reproach and confusion: "Miss Ping, what's wrong with you? Why are you so impulsive? Is it because you misunderstood what my husband said?"

Qin Hao was even more shocked. He quickly calmed down his inner panic and tried to explain in a calm tone: "Miss Ping, you misunderstood. That's not what I meant, and I certainly didn't ask you to sleep with me."

"I actually hope you can help me secretly investigate someone at night. This is a serious matter, so I have to resort to this desperate measure. I hope you can understand."