I Became the Eye Candy: Four Bigshots Claimed to be My Dad?-Chapter 149: Winning the Emperor’s Heart in an Instant

"Because my master said it’s very precious. It would be a waste for me to eat it. It should be eaten by my master, my daddy, or the Emperor," Ye Qianning answered seriously.

The Beili Emperor was even more surprised. "And why am I included?"

"’Am I’? What’s that?" Ye Qianning asked, her little face scrunched up in confusion.

"’Am I’ is just what I call myself," the Beili Emperor said.

"Oh! So ’I’ am ’Am I,’ and ’Am I’ is ’I’." Ye Qianning’s face lit up with understanding.

...

’The innocence of a child.’

’If anyone else had dared to say that, given the Emperor’s temper, heads would be rolling.’

"You want to give the fruit to your daddy because he’s your family, and to your master because he’s your teacher. So why give it to me?" the Beili Emperor asked patiently.

"Because the Emperor is very powerful," Ye Qianning blurted out.

"In what way am I powerful?"

"You can make my daddy kneel," Ye Qianning said.

The Beili Emperor froze for a second, then burst out laughing. "AHAHAHAHAHA!"

Hearing her words, everyone thought to themselves, ’She really is just a child.’

Xiang Minghou didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. ’What on earth is going on in that little head of hers?’

"So I’m powerful just because I can make your daddy kneel?" The Beili Emperor, his laughter subsiding, was in high spirits.

"Mhm! My daddy can wield a hundred-pound broadsword and isn’t afraid of anyone. But since the Emperor can make him kneel, that means the Emperor is even more powerful than my daddy. Pangtuan really admires powerful people, so I want to give the fruit to all of you." Ye Qianning spoke with animated gestures, her face so full of expression that it sent the Beili Emperor into another fit of laughter.

"Excellent, excellent! You truly are a credit to General Xiang as his precious daughter, and to my esteemed teacher as his treasured disciple. You’re so adorable, I wish I had a daughter just like you." The more the Beili Emperor looked at the little cherub, the more his heart warmed to her.

"Emperor, Pangtuan won’t eat the fruit. Can you please let my master get up?" Ye Qianning hugged her master’s arm again.

The Beili Emperor was in excellent spirits. He bent down to personally help Dean Chen up. "Please rise, esteemed teacher. I believe I now understand why you made such a request."

Dean Chen hesitated for a moment before rising. "Your Majesty."

"Esteemed teacher, this girl is utterly delightful. I would part with any treasure for her. However, it would truly be a waste for her to consume the Two-Element Symbiotic Fruit. Tomorrow, I will have someone deliver precious tonics from the palace’s collection to nourish her body," the Beili Emperor said.

"Your Majesty..." Dean Chen wanted to say more, but Ye Qianning gripped his arm tightly.

Ye Qianning squeezed his arm slightly. ’The Emperor has already gone this far. If we contradict him again, the Beili Emperor might do something rash.’

"Master, since you’re not going to eat it, why don’t we give this fruit to the great hero, okay?" she asked, tilting her head and blinking.

Dean Chen seemed to understand the girl’s meaning and immediately took the graceful way out she had provided. "Very well. We will gift the Two-Element Symbiotic Fruit to the Emperor."

The Beili Emperor was immensely satisfied. His affection for Ye Qianning at that moment was no less than what he felt for his own princes and princesses.

"Your Majesty." Dean Chen held out the fruit in his hand.

The eunuch behind the Beili Emperor stepped forward and accepted the fruit.

As everyone watched, the Two-Element Symbiotic Fruit ended up in the Beili Emperor’s hands. Those who had harbored any desire to seize it now secretly gave up the idea.

Once it was in the Emperor’s hands, taking it would be no easy feat.

The banquet concluded before sunset. That night, the various groups of people hidden around Lou Mountain Academy scattered, leaving the area almost entirely clear.

The hot potato had been passed on, but Dean Chen couldn’t bring himself to be happy. Once the banquet was over, he returned to his courtyard, his face etched with worry, sighing again and again in regret.

"What’s wrong, Master? I could hear you sighing from a mile away," Ye Qianning said as she walked in, carrying a roast duck.