The Love Imagination System

Section 116: Search

Cui Kong who was waiting in front of the court hall immediately ran over to his king. For a while, he refrained from speaking. The look on his king's face was very bad. Just now she heard him shout Emperor Baili's name out loud and scolded her. It was not the right decision if he asked.

Baili Qingchen tried to calm herself down.

“How was the result?”

Cui Kong saw that the situation was already in control. He then replied doubtfully, “The special escort squad has not found any clues regarding the whereabouts of Her Highness the Princess and Prince Manyue.”

Baili Qingchen's head hurt again. The man massaged his forehead and he was limp. Cui Kong held him back. His king was seriously injured from the fight last night, supposedly resting in the mansion. He insisted on going to the court of the palace and was angry. It made his condition start to deteriorate.

Baili Qingchen could not be sick at this moment. She still has to find her empress and her little granddaughter, then find the perpetrator who has planned everything. Baili Qingchen thought everything was over until Consort Sun's Widow was punished.

In fact, it still continues. The regret in his heart was not trusting Qingyi and not protecting her well. Apparently, someone was trying to shake the palace and deliberately messed up.

“How about the captured killer?”

Last night, thanks to Qingyi's dope, several assassins were captured alive and held in prison. It was fortunate that Cui Kong and his bodyguards removed the poison in the killer's mouth and prevented them from committing suicide. Cui Kong shook his head, his shoulders down. Obviously, no results. The killers are silent.

“Your Majesty, someone sent this after His Majesty left,” Cui Kong said.

He handed her a letter in a small paper and a bottle of wound medicine. Baili Qingchen's eyes suddenly sparkled brightly, her mood instantly improving.

“Go to the Imperial High Court prison now!” her word.

Cui Kong and Baili Qingchen then went to the Imperial High Court. A few minutes later, they arrived in front of a cell. There, Wang Yiyuan was sitting with a sour face. The prisoner had just received his morning meal, but his stomach was uncomfortable and made him tasteless.

He's looking up. Seeing ‘mantan brother-in-law’nya come, his mood even got worse.

“Is King Changle so free that he has time to visit death row prisoners? You better go and take good care of the tragedy!” wang Yiyuan's grumble.

His life is really shit. Had it not been for the swindling of the former prime minister and Qingyi, he might still have sat as the ruler of the black market.

“Give me tokens going into Litao Pavilion!”

Wang Yiyuan was somewhat surprised. The woman grieved, underestimating Baili Qingchen.

“King Changle, you came to the wrong person. How could a prisoner die like me still have such an item?”

Baili Qingchen's patience was tested again. There was no other way, he had to force this woman to give the token away. The mysterious letter he received must have come from Qingyi. The letter told him to go to Wang Yiyuan and ask her to give the token access to the Litao Pavilion.

That was why Baili Qingchen felt better. The empress accidentally disappeared to follow in the footsteps of the assassins and find her. He might be stuck there for something. Sure enough, that assassin was the assassin of Litao Pavilion.

Then, the empress must be fine. The only person who could grant that access token was Wang Yiyuan. Even though he was now a prisoner, the token was definitely still well kept.

His empress could not possibly have told him to do something useless. Baili Qingchen truly felt blessed because her empress was truly magical!

“I didn't want it. My Empress's daughter asked you to grant that access token.”

Wang Yiyuan was moved. Although he hated King Changle and his entire family, but he did not deny the fact that Qingyi had helped him. The strange girl had brought together Wang Yiyuan with the person who killed her twin brother. This is a thought, he remembers it well.

“High Court prison food is so bad! It would be nice if there is a wooden box containing a round and angsio of venison,” he said.

Then, Baili Qingchen immediately got out of the prison and headed somewhere followed by Cui Kong.

In the afternoon, Baili Qingchen brought troops to the Yinshan Mountain. The thickets and thorny bushes were crushed to open the way. He had gotten what he wanted, and wasted no more time.

Based on the clues he found at the place Wang Yiyuan had pointed to, he estimated the location of the Litao Pavilion headquarters at Yinshan Mountain. The search for Prince Manyue and Princess Empress Changle had just begun.

***

“Sister, do you think, why should we keep this little boy here?”

“Do not ask much. We only obey orders!”

The two assassins of the Litao Pavilion were pacing around in the holding room of the headquarters. Inside the small cell, Baili Wuyuan was held captive and is now unconscious. One of his colleagues then went in to bring food and drinks. The three of them ate voraciously while occasionally glancing into the holding room.

“Luckily we didn't go. If we leave, our fate will probably be the same as those senior brothers who died last night!” the small-bodied killer spoke with a mouth full of food. His partner then hit the back of his head until he choked.

“What do you know? If we don't leave, we'll still die. Is there any other option to live for a killer? If you want to live in peace, why don't you become a merchant?”

The food delivery killer held back laughter. She was not a murderer, but Princess Consort Changle. Last night, as he followed the assassin who brought Baili Wuyuan, he learned of their headquarters. Qingyi took out a murderous costume from the dimensional space and thanks to that costume, she was able to enter the base.

The killers here always wear face coverings. It made it easier for Qingyi to disguise herself. Qingyi felt that these assassins were indeed strong, yet they were foolish in recognizing their own comrades.

The folly helped Qingyi until she could send secret letters and wound medicine to Baili Qingchen. He was sure, the stubborn man must have ignored the injuries on his body.

After he went around and listened to some clues, Qingyi instantly knew that the target of the killing last night was Prince Manyue. The Litao Pavilion Killer was eyeing Baili Wuyuan's life, but they were forced to act more brutally because the situation did not allow them to kidnap him secretly.

The guard at that time was very strict. If not to make a fuss, how could they possibly distract and let the imperial army off guard? The assassins were able to get a chance when the imperial troops were busy protecting the emperor and forgetting the existence of Prince Manyue.

For a while, Qingyi kept her anger in the first place due to the actions of these assassins. Here, he realized the existence of an enormous power. The Litao Pavilion, as the name suggests, was the most ruthless assassin organization in Bingyue. Only certain people could know the location of the headquarters and access it.

If it's true Baili Qingchen said, it's likely that the mastermind of last night's tragedy was also the one in charge. Otherwise, how could it possibly deploy so many assassins to slaughter the city. Qingyi was just curious about the reason why that person wanted Baili Wuyuan.

“But, why is the chairman holding the boy here? Wouldn't his business be finished sooner if the boy died?” qingyi asked, who had turned her voice into a male voice.

The stupid little killer replied, “Do not ask the chairman's reasons. We are only subordinates who obey orders. If the chairman wants the boy alive, then let him live.”

“Why are you asking? Don't you know basic rules like this?” the other killer asked suspiciously.

“I've only been here a few months. I don't know much about that rule yet,” Qingyi replied.

Two stupid assassins nodded. Qingyi breathed a sigh of relief. Yinghao on his shoulder was in an invisible fashion, admiring the theatrical ability of this master.

One of the assassins then looked at Qingyi with eyes filled with suspicion. “But, man, why do your hands seem so delicate, like the hands of a woman?”