The most romantic little emperor

Chapter 568 Can't You Be More Gentle?

"Since you don't mean to do so, I won't force you." Ping Wuying's words carried a hint of relief, as if she was telling herself and Qin Hao that this fulfillment came from the heart.

Qin Hao couldn't help but feel an indescribable joy when he heard this. He thought to himself that it seemed that his little trick of playing hard to get just now had worked inadvertently.

Then, Ping Wuying changed the subject and said seriously: "I want you to appear in front of me immediately from now on whenever I need you, no matter where you are or who you are with."

Qin Hao's lips instantly curled up into a gentle smile, and he solemnly promised: "My beloved concubine wishes, and I will do my best to give you the unique preference in this world, just for you."

To him, such requests were just a piece of cake, but he was afraid that Ping Wuying would encounter more troubles due to her worries, and he didn't know when she would run back to Yunzhou in a huff.

Ping Wuying raised her pair of bright eyes, which were as bright as stars. Her eyes flickered with suspicion. "Huh? You agreed so readily? What if you break your promise and deceive me again? Otherwise, tell me how you want to die?"

"Pfft!"

Qin Hao couldn't help but laugh, his laughter was filled with a bit of doting and helplessness: "Wuying, when will you change your hot temper? You always want to fight and kill, can't you be a little gentler?"

"Be gentle?"

Ping Wuying raised a disdainful arc at the corner of her mouth and laughed contemptuously, "I can't learn the coy behavior of those girls in the boudoir. I, Ping Wuying, was born to roam the world and take revenge. Why should I learn those delicate and delicate behaviors!"

Qin Hao raised his arm slightly, and his fingertips gently fell on her frosty and snowy shoulders, gently caressing them, and whispered softly: "Wuying, I will remember all your kindness to me, and I will never let you down."

If this scene was seen by those leaders of self-proclaimed famous and upright sects, or famous knights, they would be so frightened that their blood would boil and they would vomit three liters of blood. They might even be unable to bear such a result and die suddenly!

In their minds, Ping Wuying is like a fairy from the Moon Palace who is not stained by the dust of the world, with a fair complexion, proud and ethereal, and otherworldly.

But now, she allows another man to get close to her and even enjoys the rare gentle caress.

The most heartbreaking thing is that Ping Wuying, this peerless beauty who has always been known for her coldness, faced with this sudden intimacy, not only did she not show the slightest resistance, but she treated it with gentleness, like spring water melting ice.

This change was enough to cause an uproar and stir up a storm in the entire martial arts world.

However, she only gently slapped Qin Hao's outstretched hand and said coquettishly: "Don't play tricks in front of me, tell me clearly quickly, if you dare to bully me, what kind of punishment do you want to suffer?"

Qin Hao's eyes fell gently on Ping Wuying's delicate face, and he said lightly: "It's up to you to do whatever you want with me, or you can just stab me?"

"Okay, my friend, this is what you said. Let's make a written agreement later." Ping Wuying opened her red lips, frowned slightly, and said very seriously.

Looking at her innocent eyes and her graceful and curvaceous figure, Qin Hao tried hard to hold back his smile and almost got internal injuries.

"Hehe... If I have the chance one day, I will definitely let you taste the feeling of being stabbed." He laughed softly, with a hint of playfulness in his words.

Ping Wuying raised her eyebrows slightly, a hint of unwillingness to admit defeat appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she snorted coldly: "You can give it a try. I want to witness with my own eyes who will have the last laugh in this contest!"

When Qin Hao heard this, he laughed so hard that he fell forward and backward, as if he had encountered the most interesting scene in the world. Tears glistened in his eyes and were about to flow out. He secretly admired the purity and cuteness of this little girl.

After a while, he gradually stopped smiling and replaced it with an expression of pretended surprise, saying jokingly, "Oh? Is that true? This is the first time I have encountered such a special request. I will definitely fulfill your wish later."

"I, Ping Wuying, beg you to stab me, but I'm afraid you don't have the courage!" Ping Wuying widened her beautiful eyes, her delicate face was not stained with a trace of dust, and her mind was so simple that it cannot be described in words.

Afterwards, the two said goodbye to Xiao Tianyang and his sister, and quietly came to the solemn and mysterious Yongle Temple under the moonlight.

A moment later, the two Jinyiwei leaders Feng Lao and Feng Huaiyu heard the news and hurried over, bringing a new batch of Jinyiwei who had been carefully selected during this period to the two of them.

These more than one hundred people are all teenagers, with an average age of about 20 years old. The oldest is no more than 25 years old, and the youngest is even more immature, about 17 or 18 years old, with their eyes sparkling with longing and determination for the future.

They have a clean family background, and each of them is a rare talent. They have been surrounded by swords, spears, and halberds since childhood, and they are agile and have extraordinary martial arts skills.

Under the careful training of Master Feng and others in recent days, the strength of these Jinyiwei seedlings has greatly improved.

But Ping Wuying only glanced at the group of young faces and said mercilessly: "Are these the good seedlings you mentioned? I don't think they are that good!"

Upon hearing this, Old Feng couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. He knew very well that Ping Wuying's martial arts skills were good, but he had never expected that her eyesight was equally sharp. She even expressed her dissatisfaction with the strength of these young people bluntly.

After hearing this, the group of Jinyiwei rookies seemed to be provoked. The pride in their hearts was instantly aroused, and there was an unyielding light in their eyes.

This aroused fighting spirit quickly spread in the air, making the atmosphere of the entire scene a little tense, and it seemed that a major war was about to break out.

Ping Wuying saw this scene, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, outlining a playful smile, and asked provocatively with interest: "Oh? Are you still not convinced? You don't have the strength and can't let me say a few words? Do you want me to beat you all up?"

The faces of this group of young Jinyiwei rookies became even more livid, with unprecedented anger and unwillingness surging in their hearts.

Which one of them is not a young genius with outstanding martial arts skills? When have they ever been treated with such contempt and ridicule?

If it weren't for the pressure of the emperor's majesty, he would have been unable to restrain himself and would have taught this rude woman a lesson.

Qin Hao couldn't help but laugh when he saw this, and said with a bit of helplessness and doting: "Hey, Wuying, can you lower your standards a little bit? Although the world is big, it's impossible for everyone to be as outstanding in martial arts as you are, and be the best in the world?"

"What I want is not invincible men, but all-round special operations elites. They may often have to travel behind enemy lines or sneak into dangerous places to perform tasks such as rescue, reconnaissance, sabotage, assassination, and intelligence gathering."

"Therefore, I have very high requirements for them. Not only must they be able to complete their tasks excellently, but I must also ensure that each of them can use some skills to escape unscathed when they encounter danger."