The most romantic little emperor

Chapter 480 Be careful, she'll chop you up

"I am just straightforward and like to tell the truth."

Qin Hao smiled slightly and said lightly: "And you, don't listen to rumors casually, otherwise, if you kill a good person by mistake, you will regret it for the rest of your life!"

Ping Wuying was also a strange but tenacious woman. She opened her red lips slightly and said quietly, "Then wait until I kill him first."

Qin Hao almost fell to the ground when he heard this, and couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.

How come this female hero in front of me, who has beautiful eyebrows, graceful figure, extraordinary temperament and extraordinary martial arts skills, has such a simple mind?

Did she really think that assassinating a dog emperor like herself would be as easy as drinking water?

I really wonder how she became the head of Moon Shadow Pavilion?

Is it because of the big breasts?

Qin Hao stared at her for a few seconds, thinking thoughtfully.

"Where are you looking, you lecher?" Ping Wuying cursed loudly when she saw his impure gaze and lustful behavior.

Qin Hao touched the tip of his nose, and a barely perceptible look of guilt quietly passed across his face.

Then he smiled awkwardly, and his eyes wandered involuntarily into the distance.

"Master, we have arrived at Pingxi Lake. The scenery is beautiful and is waiting for you to appreciate."

Old Feng broke the subtle atmosphere at the right time. He raised his finger slightly and guided Qin Hao's gaze to the sparkling lake.

Qin Hao looked in the direction of the sound and saw dim lights above Pingxi Lake, just like stars falling into the mortal world, shining brightly and dazzlingly.

The flow of people and the interweaving of laughter and joy marked the beginning of the night.

The painted boat sways gently, the talented man and the beautiful woman communicate with their eyes, and a faint fragrance floats in the air.

The sound of a pipa rang out, melodious and lingering, rising into the sky, as if it could touch the stars in the sky, showing the ancient elegance and charm, which was refreshing.

Qin Hao's original intention of this trip was to keep a low profile and avoid being noticed.

However, fate always seemed to play some big or small jokes on him.

The two people he brought with him were Aunt Xiao and Ping Wuying. The seemingly gentle Aunt Xiao was actually a fallen person from the previous dynasty, and the heroic female knight Ping Wuying were both ruthless characters who could hear thunder in silence. Naturally, they could not let him really let down his guard on this trip.

Speaking of beauties, A Yue's gentleness, Liang Hongyu's heroic spirit, Xiao Meiren's unworldliness, and even Ping Wuying's unrestrainedness, all of them are rare beauties in the world.

Their existence is like the brightest stars in the night sky. It is their appearance that adds a bit of light that cannot be ignored to this night tour.

Although the night is dark, it cannot conceal the charming scenery along the way.

Countless talented men and beautiful women stopped to watch, their eyes filled with admiration, and they couldn't wait to come forward and strike up a conversation.

Qin Hao's eyes unconsciously swept across the beauties beside him. They were graceful and elegant, like the most gorgeous flowers in spring, but they also inadvertently touched the helplessness and undercurrent in his heart.

He sighed softly, and immediately ordered the shadow guards hidden in the crowd to protect them quietly and secretly.

Qin Hao walked slowly to the side of Lady Xiao. His voice was low and gentle, like a barely perceptible breeze in the night: "Aunt Xiao, have you heard of the rumors that have slandered me recently? I have doubts in my heart, and I have no other intention in asking this."

Upon hearing this, Lady Xiao's face suddenly showed anger, which soon turned into a sneer, with a bit of arrogance and disdain in her words: "Your Majesty, this is wrong. Could it be that in your Majesty's mind, I am such a shameless person?"

"Since Your Majesty thinks I did it, it would be futile for me to defend myself. Just assume that I did it, and follow Your Majesty's wishes. Just take me back to the palace and imprison me."

Qin Hao smiled faintly when he heard this. In that smile, he felt helpless about Lady Xiao's misunderstanding, but also appreciated her straightforwardness. "My aunt, you are too kind. I just asked casually, but I didn't expect to make you so excited. I know that you are of noble character and will never do such a dirty thing."

Lady Xiao's face was still covered with anger. She asked, "Your Majesty, what exactly is going on between you and Pavilion Master Ping? How could you allow her to assassinate you?"

"I need to remind your majesty that what Wuying hates most is frivolous and lascivious people. Please do not treat her feelings as a joke, or you will burn yourself and regret it too late."

"Do I look like such a lustful person in your mind?" Qin Hao retorted weakly.

Concubine Xiao raised a mocking smile, her eyes were sharp, and she said bluntly: "Your Majesty is not like that. You are a passionate seed, and you are a playboy by nature."

Qin Hao sighed softly, as if he was no longer willing to waste his breath on this meaningless argument, so he compromised and said, "Forget it, forget it, whatever you say is right, I am too lazy to argue with you."

After saying that, he changed the subject, his tone becoming more serious: "However, you still need to keep this matter a secret for me. You must not let Wuying know my identity."

Lady Xiao smiled secretly and said softly, "Oh, how affectionate you sound! Is His Majesty interested in Miss Ping? You better be careful, or she might chop you up."

Just as Qin Hao was about to open his mouth to refute, Ping Wuying's sigh was like a spring breeze, with a bit of surprise and yearning, "Is this the grand scene of the Great Xia Poetry Festival? It really lives up to its reputation."

Hearing this, Qin Hao's gaze involuntarily moved around, and a hint of regret flashed in his eyes.

How pleasant it would be if I could bring Wang Yourong, Qian Duoduo and others here tonight to enjoy this prosperity together.

"Hey, sir, are you interested in trying to guess the lantern riddles? It only costs ten cents. If you guess correctly, we will give you twenty cents right away. We will never break our promise!"

"Moreover, the answers to these riddles all come from poems and songs. I think with your talent, you will be able to solve them easily."

The small business owners in the neighborhood, with warm smiles on their faces, vied with each other to attract the literati and poets who came.

Qin Hao's eyes fell gently on Ping Wuying who was standing still, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Miss Ping, are you interested in guessing?"

Ping Wuying shook her head gently, her eyes as clear as autumn water, without the slightest ripple: "I'm sorry, Mr. Qin, this kind of game doesn't have much appeal to me."

Qin Hao sighed when he heard this, but he couldn't hide his smile in his tone: "Oh, you are too unromantic. You come to the poetry gathering and don't do anything? It's really a bummer!"

“Riddles are wonderful, but if they are associated with money, they lose their purity and elegance.”

Ping Wuying said lightly, her pair of starry eyes sweeping into the distance, as if looking for some scenery beyond this world.

She is not pretentious or eye-catching, but exudes an extraordinary temperament from the inside out, which makes people moved involuntarily.