The most romantic little emperor

Chapter 493 Persuading Ping Wuying

Qin Hao sat leisurely in the boat, sipping a sip of strong tea to dispel the drunkenness, his brows revealing a bit of unruly and indifferent, "Is there any conflict between the two?"

“Why not conflict?”

Ping Wuying raised her eyebrows slightly, with a cold look in her eyes, and asked, "Mr. Qin, if you are unwilling to be honest and tell me your true identity, I am afraid that our cooperation will have to stop here."

"I don't want to be cheated by someone and help him count money?"

Qin Hao was not annoyed when he heard this. Instead, he smiled even more deeply. He spread his hands and pretended to be helpless: "Oh? Cooperation interrupted?"

"Without my help, how could you easily pass through the heavy guards and reach the Emperor? I'm afraid you would get lost in the palace and wouldn't be able to get out!"

Ping Wuying opened her red lips slightly and uttered an almost inaudible hum, her tone indifferent and distant: "Even without you, I can still come in and out freely."

Qin Hao smiled slightly, and his body leaned forward involuntarily, with a hint of teasing and intimacy in his voice: "I'm telling you, Wuying, if you're so curious about me, why don't you be more direct? Why do you have to be so serious?"

"We should just chat like old friends, wouldn't it be nice to chat quietly? Could it be that you are still worried that I will really hurt you?"

Ping Wuying moved slightly when she heard that, and took two steps back nimbly. Her eyes, as cold as stars, flashed with an inviolable light, as if silently warning Qin Hao to keep a proper distance.

Suddenly, she seemed to realize something, her eyes narrowed slightly, and her voice revealed a sharpness that could not be ignored: "What did you call me just now?"

"No shadow..."

Qin Hao shut up immediately after he finished speaking, and thought to himself, "Oh no!", then he realized how frivolous his words were.

Damn it, why did the old problem come back at the critical moment?

Ping Wuying's fingertips trembled slightly, and although the ancient long sword in her hand had not been unsheathed, it had turned into a sharp cold light and pointed directly at Qin Hao.

In an instant, a tense atmosphere that could not be underestimated filled the air.

"Who are you? What is your purpose in approaching me?"

Ping Wuying's tone was as cold as frost and full of hostility, like a hedgehog that would curl up and stretch out all its thorns if it sensed something was wrong.

Upon hearing the sound, A Yue, Liang Hongyu and others immediately rushed over.

Seeing this, Qin Hao gently raised his hand and made a soothing gesture to stop A Yue, Liang Hongyu and others who wanted to step forward to protect him.

Then, he slowly stretched out his slender fingers and lightly pushed open Ping Wuying's scabbard.

"It is only natural for Pavilion Master Ping to be curious about my identity."

Qin Hao twirled his nose lightly, a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said lightly: "It's okay for me to tell you, but you can't be impulsive and don't chop people for no reason."

"You must know that swords have no eyes. It is not beautiful if they hurt the harmony."

After hearing this, Ping Wuying finally let go of the grudge in her heart.

However, before Ping Wuying could agree, Feng Lao's urgent voice came, "Sir, there is a danger lurking underwater, and there are shadowy figures. We must evacuate this place quickly to avoid any complications."

Qin Hao was startled for a moment, but then he felt relieved. With so many experts protecting him, there was nothing to be afraid of!

Then, he smiled softly and turned to Ah Yue and Liang Hongyu beside him and said, "Yue'er, Hongyu, you must protect Aunt Xiao and don't let anyone hurt her."

A Yue and Liang Hongyu nodded slightly, and the two of them, one on the left and one on the right, quickly protected Concubine Xiao who was not far away.

Ping Wuying saw this, the scabbard in her hand fell quietly, her expression changed slightly, her eyes were full of doubt and vigilance, she asked in a low voice: "Are these people coming for you? Do they want to do something bad to you?"

Qin Hao chuckled and did some Tai Chi, his tone relaxed and a little teasing: "Haha, I didn't expect Pavilion Master Ping to have such a gentle side. Why do I feel like you care about me?"

Ping Wuying raised her eyebrows, her eyes became less cold, and unconsciously more annoyed, with a hint of sarcasm at the corner of her mouth: "Qin Zitian, I don't like you making such jokes, and I don't like my friends being dishonest."

The reason why she acknowledged Qin Hao as her friend was entirely because of the feast of drinking and poetry just now, as well as his passionate speech, every word of which was so brilliant and touched her heart that she couldn't help but feel a little respect for him.

Seeing this, Qin Hao's smile widened, his brows full of joy. He chuckled and said, "Master Ping, didn't your master tell you that you should never be curious about a man?"

"I only said that I don't like friends being dishonest. How did you interpret that as curiosity?" Ping Wuying opened her red lips slightly, her tone as calm as autumn water, as if she were a fairy who was not of this world.

But in fact, she was just curious, and that subtle curiosity was quietly growing, but she just didn't want to admit it.

Tonight, the faint admiration she had for Zuo Wenxuan in the past seemed so pale and powerless against the backdrop of this lecherous man in front of her, as if the stars met the bright moon, and all their brilliance was obscured and dim.

Qin Hao changed the subject at the right time and asked with a smile: "Miss Ping, are you really going to the palace to assassinate the emperor this time?"

"Of course." Ping Wuying's answer was crisp and firm, without the slightest hesitation. Although this journey was difficult, it could not stop the fearlessness and determination in her heart.

Anyway, she is alone, has no worries, and is proud of her unrivaled martial arts skills.

This trip is not for fame or fortune, but for the heroic spirit in my heart to do good and avenge my enemies.

Qin Hao muttered to himself, such a beautiful fairy with stunning appearance should have stayed in the boudoir and studied beauty, but she chose to step into this turbulent capital city and get involved in such a dangerous matter as assassination.

Moreover, the target of the assassination attempt was the emperor himself. I don't know whether to say that she is really courageous or to call her stupid.

He coughed lightly and said seriously, "If the young lady regards me as a friend, why not listen to me?"

Ping Wuying's black hair danced lightly in the wind, and her eyes sparkled with curiosity and anticipation, like the brightest stars in the night sky. She asked softly, "What are you talking about? I am all ears."

Her words are both gentle and graceful like a woman, yet free and easy like a chivalrous woman.

Qin Hao said seriously, "Miss Ping, I'm afraid you can't kill the emperor for the time being."

Ping Wuying subconsciously got angry when she heard this, because Qin Hao's remarks were inconsistent and tantamount to lying.

Such a joke naturally stirred up a thousand waves in her heart.

However, she took a deep breath, suppressed her anger, twisted her brows into an unsolvable knot, and asked slowly: "Why?"

Qin Hao sighed softly, put his hands behind his back, and said thoughtfully: "Miss Ping, think about it, if the current emperor really dies in your hands, do you think the world will be in chaos? Can the people bear these unprovoked disasters again?"

His voice was low and magnetic, and every word was like a heavy hammer, striking Ping Wuying's heart.