The most romantic little emperor

Chapter 535: Unfaithful man, I will never talk to you again in my life

After a period of silence, Ping Wuying's mood has gradually calmed down, but her stubbornness and coldness remain unchanged.

She frowned slightly, her eyes were as cold as ice, and she responded coldly: "There is nothing good to talk about between us."

"I am the head of a pavilion, and you are the emperor who is high above us. We are like birds in the sky and fish in the water. There is no way we can meet."

"From now on, you go your way, and I go mine. We will never see each other again in this life."

Qin Hao's lips curled up into a bitter smile, his fingers trembling slightly as he wanted to gently stroke her face that looked like it was made of first snow.

However, Ping Wuying dodged it easily. Her eyes flashed with vigilance and displeasure. She said coldly: "Although I won't take your life, you should not push your luck too far."

Qin Hao curled his lips slightly, helpless and self-deprecating: "Okay, I know you are angry, so don't say those angry words."

"It has come to this between you and me. Just tell me, what can I do to heal the wounds in your heart and gain your forgiveness?"

As soon as she said this, Ping Wuying's anger was instantly ignited, and she was so angry that she wanted to kill the thief who had violated her.

She had never expected that she would be forcibly kissed by this dog emperor, but she was moved and her heart was filled with ripples involuntarily.

She turned her head away and no longer looked at the man who made her sad. Silence solidified in the air, as if even time had stopped.

He opened his lips several times, but it seemed as if he had thousands of words to say, but they finally turned into silent sighs and drifted away in the air.

Finally, unable to bear the unwillingness in her heart any longer, Ping Wuying slowly turned around, her cold eyes staring directly at Qin Hao.

She gritted her teeth, her tone unquestionable and resolute: "If you have a conscience, are responsible, and want to be responsible to me, then dismiss the three thousand concubines in your harem, which is the premise for me to reconcile with you!"

"I, Ping Wuying, have been aloof and proud all my life. In my world, I will never allow other women to share my man. Can you give up the beautiful flowers and brocade for me and keep my heart alone?"

As soon as these words came out, the air seemed to tremble.

When Qin Hao heard this, his body paused slightly, and a hint of disbelief flashed in his eyes, as if he was shocked by this sudden request.

He is the emperor and the head of all people. Has there ever been a time in the world when he was so embarrassed?

However, Ping Wuying's unreasonable request was harder than climbing to the sky.

Qin Hao's expression gradually became solemn, and the casualness and humility he had deliberately created instantly faded away, replaced by the majesty and inviolable dominance that only belonged to an emperor.

He thought to himself: If I can't calm down this arrogant and unrivaled Pavilion Master at this moment, then what will be the point of us living in harmony and equality in the future!

"I can't promise you this!"

Qin Hao shook his head slowly, his tone was firm and unquestionable, and he frowned and said, "My harem is not as bad as you say, and there are no so-called three thousand concubines. So far, I have only married five women in public."

"So, don't say the words 'smoke and miasma' again next time!"

Hearing this sudden harsh tone, Ping Wuying's pretty face suddenly lost its color, and an indescribable sadness quietly crept into her heart.

This was the first time she tasted bitterness in her life. Her whole body froze involuntarily. Her eyelids slowly drooped, hiding the tears welling up in her eyes. Clear tears silently slid down her delicate cheeks.

"Now that we've come to this, there's no need to go on. Please do as you please." There was an imperceptible tremor and sob in her voice.

Qin Hao frowned upon seeing this, his tone full of tenderness and reluctance: "Wuying, is it really necessary to do this?"

His voice was low and soft, trying to find a hint of warmth in this cold atmosphere.

Ping Wuying heard this and smiled bitterly. There were too many unexpressed emotions hidden in that smile. "The relationship between you and me ends here."

Her words were cold and firm, and every word was like a carefully carved blade, cutting through the fragile relationship between the two, as if any attempt to save the relationship would be futile.

Qin Hao frowned slightly when he heard this, but he didn't say a word. He just remained silent, as if he was waiting for something, or weighing an unknown choice.

After a while, Ping Wuying looked at him with aggrieved eyes and gritted her teeth and said, "I told you to leave, didn't you hear me?"

There was reluctance and deep disappointment in his tone, which gave Qin Hao a headache. He thought to himself: It seems that it will be a long and arduous journey to conquer this little wild horse.

The atmosphere between the two of them suddenly froze and they fell into a stalemate again.

In this silent contest, each other's emotions rose and fell like the tide, but both were stubborn and refused to give in first.

Finally, Qin Hao broke the suffocating silence. His voice was gentle and delicate, with a hint of tenderness that was hard to detect: "Wuying, I'll send you back first, and you should calm down. I'll come to see you in two days, and then we can have a good talk."

"No, I have my own legs and feet, I will go back by myself later."

Ping Wuying opened her red lips and said coldly, "Also, you don't have to bother looking for me again. Unless you can be consistent with me, otherwise, everything will be in vain."

Qin Hao looked at her cold attitude towards him and said bitterly, "Wuying, you want me to give up Yue'er and the others. It's really too much to ask. I can't do that."

"If I really did something like that, I would despise myself, and I believe you would also despise me for being so heartless and ungrateful."

"I am willing to tell you sincerely that my love for you is witnessed by heaven and earth, and is clear to the sun and moon. If possible, I would dig out my heart and show it to you."

After saying this, he turned around and left resolutely, with unquestionable firmness in his steps, as if every step showed the responsibility and determination of a man.

When it comes to some difficult decisions, he knows that he must show the courage of a man in order to live up to his youth and avoid future entanglements and regrets.

Blindly compromising will only get you into deeper trouble.

Although speaking frankly may be painful at the moment, it is better than endless entanglement and embarrassment in the future.

It is true that he is greedy for the most beautiful women in the world, but he will never abandon them. He holds a precious sense of responsibility in his heart.

Wang Yourong, A Yue and others loved him as much as their lives, how could they let him down? And it would become a regret in their lives?

He must also treat those women with whom he has had emotional ties with gently, and will never let down any woman who truly loves him and whom he loves.

As his figure faded away, the room was left with only silence.

At this moment, Ping Wuying felt even more sad, and her lonely figure seemed particularly lonely.

She sat at the table, holding the wine jug lightly in her delicate hands, letting the clear liquid slide into her throat, as if she was drinking to drown her sorrows, or as if she was savoring the world.

A tear quietly slid down that beautiful and delicate face, making her look lovable.

Her beautiful eyes turned red, reflecting not only the pain in her heart, but also her indomitable spirit and stubbornness. "Qin Hao, I hate you!"

"You ungrateful man, I will never talk to you again in my life!"

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