Qin Kexin was suddenly grabbed by the waist by Qin Hao. Her whole body instantly stiffened, and her mind went completely blank. Only one thought echoed madly in her head:
What is he doing? What does he want to do?
"Bas... Bastard, you... let go of me!" Qin Kexin struggled with all her might, only to find that she couldn't muster any strength at all.
That hand resting on her waist, separated only by a thin layer of fabric, allowed her to clearly feel the warmth of Qin Hao's palm.
Seeing Qin Kexin struggle, Qin Hao not only didn't let her go, but instead lowered his head slightly, leaning even closer.
His breath gently brushed past Qin Kexin's cheek, carrying a unique scent that belonged solely to him.
Qin Kexin's heart rate instantly spiked to the limit. She had seen countless peerless geniuses and outstanding talents, yet no one had ever made her lose her composure like this.
Just being looked at by this bastard, she actually... actually felt her legs go weak!
"Let go! You dare barge into my courtyard without my permission! I am the daughter of the Fifth Ancestor of the Qin family! How dare you?"
Hearing this, Qin Hao chuckled softly, his eyes curving into crescents, looking incredibly handsome.
Qin Hao reached out and pinched Qin Kexin's chin, his voice carrying a somewhat bewitching tone: "Barged into your courtyard? I also want to barge into your heart. What? Do I need your permission for that too?"
Qin Kexin felt as if her mind exploded with a boom. She stared at Qin Hao with wide eyes, her cheeks flushing red at a visible speed.
The redness spread from her cheeks all the way down deep into her collar, turning the skin a burning crimson red, so hot it was astonishing.
"You, you, what nonsense are you talking about?"
Looking at Qin Kexin's flustered and panicked appearance, the smile in Qin Hao's eyes deepened.
But he didn't continue to press closer. When dealing with someone like Qin Kexin, who thought highly of herself and looked down on everyone else, he couldn't just blindly attack. He had to play a game of push and pull, giving her a sense of loss and keeping her on edge.
Thinking of this, Qin Hao let go of his hand. Qin Kexin felt a sudden emptiness at her waist, stumbled slightly, and almost lost her footing.
Qin Kexin raised her head and looked at Qin Hao in a daze. Qin Hao took a step back, putting some distance between them.
Qin Kexin was stunned: What does he mean? What is the meaning of this?
Qin Hao merely looked Qin Kexin up and down once, then let out a scoff before turning around and walking out of the courtyard.
His steps were unhurried, his demeanor relaxed, as if the person who had just held her in his arms, pinched her chin, and whispered sweet nothings wasn't him at all.
Qin Kexin stood frozen in place, watching Qin Hao walk away step by step, watching him disappear at the courtyard gate.
For some reason, a very strange feeling welled up in Qin Kexin's heart. Clearly she was just so furious with him that she wanted to bite him.
But now that Qin Hao had just left like that, she actually felt a bit disappointed.
"What the heck, bastard, what do you take my place for? You come and go as you please?" Qin Kexin muttered softly, her voice carrying a hint of grievance that even she hadn't noticed.
But soon, Qin Kexin snapped back to reality.
Wait, what was she doing? What was she feeling disappointed about?
She, Qin Kexin, daughter of the Fifth Ancestor of the Ancient Qin Family, a peerless genius from an era ago, the awakener of the Yin-Yang Divine Physique, would feel disappointed because a man left?
What a joke!
Qin Kexin stomped her foot fiercely, lifted her chin, and let out a forceful hmph toward the back that had already disappeared.
"Tch, who cares?"
Her voice echoed in the empty courtyard, but received no response. Qin Hao hadn't even turned his head; he had simply left.
Qin Kexin pouted and said disdainfully:
"Leave then! Go! If you have the guts, never come looking for me again. This young miss is happy to have some peace and quiet!"
With that, she turned around and strode back to her room.
Every step she took was forceful, as if she were venting something.
Bang!
She slammed the door shut, then leaned against it, crossed her arms over her chest, and scoffed coldly again:
"What the hell? How dare he flirt with this young miss! I was just careless this time. The next time you dare appear before me, I will definitely teach you a good lesson!"
As Qin Kexin spoke, she walked over to the table and poured herself a cup of tea.
Picking up the teacup, she took a sip, then viciously smashed the cup onto the floor:
"Stupid tea! It tastes awful!"
It was unclear whether she was cursing the tea or something else entirely.
...
Qin Hao was on his way back to his own courtyard when the system's notification sound suddenly rang in his mind:
[Ding! Host, please return to the client as soon as possible to complete the mission.]
Qin Hao curled his lips. "The emperor isn't worried, but the eunuch is. My leaving is also part of the mission. Besides, we're all members of the same family, we see each other all the time. Are you afraid she'll run away?"
"Don't worry, everything is under my control."
Before long, Qin Hao arrived at the gate of his own courtyard. He paused for a moment, then looked at the two guards at the door:
"Huh? Ah Long, Ah Hu, what happened to you two? Did someone come to cause trouble at my estate?"
Looking at the two guards at his gate, who were beaten black and blue and wrapped up like mummies, Qin Hao couldn't help but frown slightly. This shouldn't be. Su Ning was still at the estate. With her strength, unless the Immortal Emperor Ancestor of the Qin family came out of seclusion, no one could do anything to her.
How could anyone possibly come to his estate to cause trouble?
When Ah Long and Ah Hu saw Qin Hao, the grievances they had suppressed for the past month could no longer be contained.
The two of them tightly hugged Qin Hao's thighs, one on the left and one on the right:
"Lord Imperial Son! We've been wronged!"
"Lord Imperial Son! You must seek justice for us!"
Qin Hao looked down at the two mummies hugging his thighs, his mouth twitching uncontrollably:
"What's going on? What exactly happened? Two grown men, stop crying! What do you look like weeping and wailing like this!"
Ah Long and Ah Hu exchanged a glance, then spoke at the same time:
"It was Madam! It was the Immortal King Madam you brought back, Lord Imperial Son, who beat us!"
Qin Hao was stunned. Shen Suning? No, why would she beat up Ah Long and Ah Hu for no reason?
"What was her reason for hitting you?"
Ah Long wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and said with a wronged expression:
"Lord Imperial Son, we were just standing guard normally as usual, but Madam said... said that the stench of us two lowly men covered up the scent you left in the courtyard, and then she beat us up."
Ah Hu felt even more wronged: "Madam has deep feelings for you, Lord Imperial Son, so we were naturally happy. Because of that, we wrapped ourselves up tightly, but unexpectedly, we still got beaten by Madam anyway."
"And the reason?" Qin Hao raised his eyebrows slightly and continued asking.
"Just because we said a few words. She said, she said that aside from the Lord Imperial Son, she didn't want to hear the voices of any other men, and so she beat us up."
Qin Hao's mouth twitched. These were indeed things that Shen Suning would do.
Qin Hao patted the two of them, then casually pulled out two Half-Step Imperial Weapons and tossed them over: "You two have suffered. Take these Half-Step Imperial Weapons, consider them my compensation to you."
Seeing the Half-Step Imperial Artifact tossed over by Qin Hao, the two immediately stopped crying. Suddenly, they felt that the little bit of grievance they had suffered was nothing at all. If this was the compensation, they would gladly serve as the Madam's punching bags every single day.
Qin Hao glanced at the two and assured them, "Don't worry, I will teach her a good lesson."
A lesson would definitely be taught, but as for the exact method... well, that was none of their business!
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