The Love Imagination System

Part 11: The Garbage Family

If not for Yinghao giving her a mission, Qingyi chose to sleep in the dimensional space all day instead of wasting her energy visiting the demon-like prime minister's family. Qingyi had to wake up early.

Along the way, he also exhaled countless times because Baili Qingchen was one carriage with him so he had no chance to talk to Yinghao.

Qingyi did not expect that man would come with her today. Earlier, Baili Qingchen did not say at all that she had agreed to return to the prime minister's home. Qingyi was about to set off on her own, but the man had suddenly been waiting for her in front of the carriage.

Baili Qingchen noticed a glimpse of the expression on her empress' face. He looked unhappy and lazy. Baili Qingchen quite understood that her new empress definitely did not want to set foot back in the prime minister's residence.

The eighteen years spent in the residence gave off the scars of heartache and suffering that yesterday had only met its end, the moment when Qingyi was finally able to get out of there.

“If you don't want to meet your family, we'll just go back,” said Baili Qingchen after seeing the empress's face both bend.

“Why?”

“There is no written rule that a woman should always go to her parents' house after three days of marriage,” Baili Qingchen said.

I don't know what kind of wind has made Baili Qingchen have this kind of concern. Based on his nature that was within Qingyi's imagination, Baili Qingchen had never cared about family matters outside of her family. The affairs of Xiao Junjie's family did not concern him either, much less the complicated affairs of Liu Qingyi's family exceeded the tangled threads.

Is this the effect of the change in plot at the beginning of the story?

“No. Regardless of tradition, I have something to do,” Qingyi refused.

The carriage creaked as it reached the front gate of the prime minister's residence. Strange, there was no guard or someone who greeted them. Even the gatekeeper remained silent, neither reporting nor helping to park the carriage. No matter how bad King Changle's reputation was, he was still a great meritorious prince direct descendant of the emperor. This kind of treatment clearly disrespected him.

Or, did the prime minister's residence have no honor to welcome him?

“Bolder boy! Will your whole life only be used for useless things?”

Qingyi stopped the move. No, the curse was not intended for him, but for a young man who was kneeling in the middle of the courtyard while being whipped. Near the young man, the prime minister's wife stood watch as her biological son was whipped by his own father.

There was no sadness or worry on that somewhat old face. Qingyi watched the incident from near the gate.

“Not only fun, but also seduce women! You think this residence can accommodate a useless person like you? What should I tell the Emperor later?” the old man of the whip holder again floated his whip to the young man's back.

“Cih, absolutely family trash!” qingyi Mumbles.

The young man in the courtyard was Liu Qingti, Liu Qingyi's older brother who often helped her. He is the second son of the prime minister's wife, a legitimate son but not so dear as not so intelligent as the first son.

Liu Qingti was arrogant, but had never done anything bad to the detriment of the prime minister's residence. Twenty years of his life were spent having fun outside.

The old man with the leather whip was Liu Wang, the prime minister. In this residence, the prime minister has two concubines including his mother. One concubine died three years ago of illness. Only her mother Liu Qingyi remained, and that was what made the wife of –th prime minister Gao Hui so hateful of both of them.

“Stop!” qingyi exclaimed as Liu Qingti nearly collapsed from receiving too much lash.

The prime minister's hand floated in the air, then his attention moved on the two human figures walking towards him.

“Is this how you greet King Changle?” ask the girl.

Qingyi helped her brother to rise. The clothes cloth on his back was torn and the blood was already flushed soaking the light blue cloth. Liu Qingti grimaced, but her heart was so happy that the younger brother she had always defended came to visit this infernal house.

To Liu Qingti, Qingyi was as fortunate as him. In this residence, although he was a legitimate son, his life was not much different from the sons of concubines. Just because his brain was not very smart, his mother's father immediately found him useless.

The prime minister dropped his whip. Really, he had absolutely no idea that King Changle had come to his residence this early. The prime minister's wife also looked surprised. His face was like a cat being chased by a dog. He stared for a moment at Qingyi, the girl who two days ago still looked like a tramp that he threw into the bridal red sedan.

“Prime Minister, what do you mean?”

This time, it was Baili Qingchen who acted. Cold, domineering. Just like the princes in the drama. The old man instantly dropped himself on the ground and knelt down. The aura of a prince remained the best in all situations.

Although Baili Qingchen now did not have much strength, but his princely side was still intact and domineering. He could still control and conquer people just from his words alone.

“Please forgive this old man. This old man does not know that His Majesty will come to let you see this silliness,” said the prime minister in a trembling voice.

Baili Qingchen did not accept that ridiculous excuse. With his cold aura, he walked in accompanied by the prime minister and his wife. Qingyi used this opportunity to call a servant and have them deliver the second young master to his residence in the northern courtyard, then had them call the healer so that the injuries on his back would not get worse.

Qingyi followed Baili Qingchen into the main hall. Inside the room, Baili Qingchen and the prime minister and his wife were already sitting in their respective places. Moreover, there was a young girl who was two years younger than Qingyi.

Qingyi framed it, then guessed that the young girl dressed in orange was Liu Erniang, her sister – daughter of Gao Hui who was known as a graceful girl. In this residence, Liu Erniang was a poisonous girl who often complained to her sisters and was so slippery of her tongue.

“Sister, why did you say that? It was disrespectful,” Liu Erniang said.

Qingyi grieves. Does the girl remember that she is her sister?

“Qingyi, do you suspect me? You think I did it on purpose to embarrass you?” The prime minister's wife replied.

Baili Qingchen kicked the table. The drama inside the prime minister's residence is already too much. The prime minister's wife used Liu Qingyi to be oppressed even after the girl was married to the residence of King Changle.

What did he say just now? She called her second empress by her real name? Wasn't that a breach of identity for the woman whose name had just been inserted into the imperial family lineage?

“Gao's Big Lady, are you senile because you're too old?” ask Baili Qingchen.

“I mean Your Majesty?”

“Liu Qingyi is married to me. She was Princess Consort Changle. You should have called him Your Majesty!”

Inside that hall, if not for King Changle, everyone would have already shed their emotions. The prime minister and his wife and children did not expect that Baili Qingchen would appreciate Qingyi as his queen.

Initially, the prime minister deliberately offered his daughter to be married off so that she could benefit from the emperor's trust while throwing Qingyi into the tiger enclosure in King Changle's mansion.

The prime minister thought Qingyi would sooner or later die from being depressed and unappreciated in the mansion, so that if she died, she would die, the prime minister will not be involved and he can hold the emperor accountable for the safety of his daughter's life.

Three advantages in one count, really a prime minister.

“Already. Anyway, I came to collect the Big Lady's appointment. You can't possibly forget, right?”

Qingyi looked around. Strange, he had just realized that this residence looked deserted. He did not see his mother who was usually doing homework from a distance. Yinghao whispered in his ear that he should finish the mission immediately. Time's almost up.

“Where is my mother?” ask Qingyi. He stared at the three demons one by one.

“I asked where my mom is?!” Qingyi snapped at them.

The girl went to the backyard. Every building door was kicked to see if her mother was there or not. But, after wandering around for quite a while, Qingyi could not find the whereabouts of her mother. He believes the prime minister's wife has not sent him away.

His mother must be hidden somewhere. Then, Qingti limped out of her residence, then told Qingyi that Lady Zhao Yinniang was locked up near the pigsty.

“Fuck shit!” Qingyi swore loudly as she found her mother near the pigsty in a stupor.

His entire body was dirty covered in wounds. Qingyi was really angry. The prime minister's wife is not only cruel, but devil-hearted. His mother is a human, not an animal. Not only did he not keep his promise to send him to another residence and not bother him, the prime minister's wife even likened him to a pig.

A few frightened looking male servants helped her carry Madam Zhao and lifted him from the pigsty. Qingyi's dark face was filled with a mist of anger. To him, this was already too much.

The girl returned to the hall, then scolded and scolded the prime minister's wife in all-out witness Baili Qingchen. All the dirty words that only fit to be spoken to the ignoble are thrown out loud to the three insolent demons.

“Although a concubine, my mother also married a dowry. The Prime Minister, write his divorce papers and deliver them to King Changle's mansion. Don't forget, you also have to return my mother's dowry and mine to me today!” firmly Qingyi after she vented her anger.

There was no other way, he had to get the prime minister to divorce his mother in order to be free from this hellish residence.

“But, what is it worth?” the prime minister asked not to accept it.

“Speaking fast or not, Prime Minister, you know it more clearly than anyone!” press the girl.

“Your Majesty, this?” The prime minister hopes to get help.

“What Princess Empress Changle said is true,” said Baili Qingchen.

In the end, the prime minister and his wife and children could not work. She was forced to write a divorce letter to Zhao Yinniang and return her entire dowry.

Now, her mother was no longer the concubine of the prime minister, but a free, independent woman. The prime minister's wife looked very angry, but could do nothing. Today, he had to spend a lot of money and items to replace Zhao Yinniang and Qingyi's dowry.

Meanwhile, Qingyi brought her mother to King Changle's mansion with the help of Baili Qingchen.

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