Rumors of a Bad Queen

Jakarta, May 6, 199X

Seven days after Cheng Shuang's death, the official concubine Ming and Cheng Huo were adjudicated according to imperial regulations and for Qiuxi himself after his identity as an Alchemist torn apart the system told him to travel to a larger region, it was in Beifang to give itself to the emperor Li Zhu, a fat, ugly and notoriously ugly emperor.

Recalling the previous sitem command, inside the room of hers, Qiuxi was stunned for a moment and almost daydreamed a few times which almost left her dumbfounded.

Sitting by the window grille, the girl looked outwards and snow fell covering the cold all over Nanfang empire so she took the initiative to get out and walked lightly, walking over, when his jade-like white feet touched the snowy expanse as if Qiuxi's feet looked extremely transparent.

When Qiuxi walked a little bit, he, behind him the figure of Yin Jinze observed him from a distance and how the man with half a silver mask covering part of his face began to observe a little girl dressed in blood red who was walking into a magnificent colored building reds.

The ancient building of one of the residences inside the empire and involuntarily Qiuxi smiled warmly even though the building looked rather old which could be seen from the surrounding dust.

"Time passes very quickly, now this body has turned thirteen.."

He also slightly scrunched his forehead. "But what true this Lin Qiu Xi must be married to.. Li Zhu?"

Heard the girl mutter, though, Yin Jinze who had always been secretly observing the movements of the girl and the person who had always been guarding Lin Qiu Xi from everything that could harm the girl from behind and without anyone being able to figure it out, Yin Jinze just laughed faintly.

If Lin Qiu Xi did not want to marry her as Li Zhu, she would never stop to chase after Lin Qiu Xi, guarding her from the shadows or protecting her from anything that could harm Lin Qiu Xi.

Although she could not marry Lin Qiu Xi as a Li Zhu or as her real self, or could not have the girl completely, to Yin Jinze, seeing Lin Qiu Xi's safety.. he felt he had enough.

On the other hand Qiuxi started to enter the isolated building of that part of the empire, once inside the room he also looked like an ordinary room in general in addition to dusty ancient objects and foreign writings that he did not understand.

Qiuxi was instantly transfixed to see the painting on the wall. The painting of a woman is very impressive, long black hair that flows like a river, black irised eyes and a face as white as a magnolia flower that is Lin Qiu Xi's original painting but not her true because of Qiuxi, a beggar from Jakarta who was trapped.

Qiuxi read the writing on the painting, his words slowly like disbelief. "Lin Qiu Xi, and Qiuxi.. Which side am I currently on?"

When questioning whether she was Lin Qiu Xi or Qiuxi within his heart, the girl then shook her head slowly.

Qiuxi's eyes were attracted to one of the objects, a crystal-colored object with all six sides in it was pitch-black simultaneously a bright white color that could dazzle the eyes of anyone who saw it.

And when he looked towards the crystal, it was as if he was carried back to his previous life, more precisely to a tropical country.

Jakarta, May 6, 199X

"Qiu 'er.." A voice full of hospitality reverberated in Qiuxi's ears, he turned around and saw the stature of his father's figure in his forties when he was ten years old.

In her memory she was on vacation to one of the famous tourism and she was playing water in Dufan pool, Qiuxi covered water to her palm and she washed it, she said, raised his head slightly up and towards his father. "Dad called out to Qiu'er?"

Qiuxi's father nodded and smiled, although his father's skin was not as white as the Chinese skin and a bit of mature sapodilla, but when Qiuxi's father from Indonesia smiled as if warmth was in his smile. "If you lose JX group, will Qiu'er be angry?"

Qiuxi asked with a frown. "What does it mean we can't go to Dufan anymore?"

Qiuxi's father nodded and Qiuxi directly bent his face. "If Qiu'er can't take another vacation, he'll be angry."

Qiuxi's father smiled and he rubbed Qiuxi's head with sincere affection. "Semically father can't accompany Qiu'er anymore anywhere and anywhere, can Qiu'er be a strong girl?"

Little Qiuxi immediately nodded enthusiastically and smiled widely. "Yes, Qiu'er's father promised!"

Looking at that memory crystal Qiuxi who had already made the transmigration journey suddenly laughed faintly, because of her childhood promise to become a strong woman she seems to have forgotten because in her previous life after the death of her father and mother, she has, Qiuxi became a weak and frail figure as well as a figure who was looked down on anyone.

He was a beggar and homeless.

The one who raised his hand up to attract the pity and pity of the people, walked to and fro in tattered clothes, but when everyone saw his thin body that only left bamboo shoots that seemed to break at any time or all the festering ulcers that flooded his entire skin, the one who sees it will snort in disgust and drive it away with violence.

"Promise to be strong, huh?" Holding the glowing crystal in his hand Qiuxi let out a sigh.

"Dad, now I've become a strong woman. Did you see him?"

The thing that stored his past memories made that moment unforgettable for Qiuxi. Her black iris started to faint faintly and after a while unconsciously from both her eyes dropped the clear grains she had never taken out as long as she was trapped in this novel world, death or his promise with his Indonesian father made a bitter and tight feeling suddenly break his heart into fragile pieces.

How much pain the loss of such a figure wished to forget about Qiuxi, her father full of a sea of raging hospitality kept repeating made her at this point she was just an ordinary woman, not the true leader of the Demon Slaying Ghost organization, not the Mist Mask Face master nor a great Alchemist.

A girl who always misses her father.

Although he had some strength that was hard to offend, but Qiuxi felt that everything he had in this fake world was like sand in the grasp of his hand that he held with all his might, however the more Qiuxi held onto those sand then he would also lose more and more.

Like losing a precious figure in his life again.

In order to keep everyone obedient by his side, Qiuxi a girl who had once felt how painful it was to lose, she would become a demon who would not let her people die before her eyes.

But in her that no one knew about when she became a sky demon though, she still expected someone who could make her free from the blood red torch and light her black path.

Whoever it is, he'll appreciate it for life.

"Instead.." Qiuxi muttered softly while thinking about Qiu Liang's face within her memories.

Then Qiuxi's shadow looked up at the sky, her pair of black iris eyes staring anxiously.

"In this fake world, if I don't hate the Chinese anymore.."

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...Finished, season 1....