The Love Imagination System

Part 133: Dreaming Again

Baili Qingchen woke up a few hours after Qingyi returned him to the mansion. The moment he opened his eyes, his head throbbed and it felt like his body temperature was a little abnormal. Baili Qingchen found herself wrapped in a thick blanket and tied up until her body looked like a white caterpillar.

“What is this?” he asked while watching his own body.

Oh, this must be the daughter of the Empress! Baili Qingchen's memory stopped while they were in the horse carriage, and after that he did not remember.

Vaguely Baili Qingchen seemed to be dreaming again, with the same dream as her being injured. One time may be natural, but if he dreams of it many times, does it not require an explanation?

Baili Qingchen had to ask Qingyi directly. This time, there must be an answer.

The man immediately removed the blanket easily. However, he was shocked when he saw his own body. Apparently, she was only wearing white underwear! He should be wrapped like this!

If anyone knew King Changle was being bullied by his wife like this, the whole world would have laughed at him. Because, a War God Bingyue and a State Supervisor suddenly woke up wearing only underwear, it was truly embarrassing.

Baili Qingchen massaged her forehead, calming down at the strange deeds of her magical empress.

“When can the woman behave normally?” he looked for his clothes.

After finding the clothes and wearing them, he immediately rushed towards the western courtyard. By then, it was night and the stars were twinkling in the sky. Spring is at the top, and the mansion will always be crowded on certain nights.

Baili Qingchen was not a really cold person. Every season, he would give free time to all the servants here and let them quit their jobs for a while, then enjoy the free time to celebrate a celebration.

Although the tragedy of the peak spring festival was still unfolding, yet the people in King Changle's mansion did not want to dissolve in grief.

In fact, Baili Qingchen saw the servants were engrossed in flying lanterns into the sky. Seeing that, the smile on his lips rose, curving into a thin crescent moon.

Is it like this every year? Maybe he didn't pay much attention to it in the past years.

Upon arrival in the western courtyard, he saw Qingyi lighting some lotus lanterns stored along the garden. The woman's calm face left Baili Qingchen stunned for a moment.

He seemed to be shining under this dim light. Even after fighting Zhao Ping’er at the banquet today, he still looked attractive and returned to his composure.

“Master, why didn't you expose Liu Erniang's conspiracy and Zhao Ping’er?” asked Yinghao who was activating the visible mode. On the little one was toying with the lotus lantern and throwing it into the air.

“I still want to play around with them,” Qingyi replied accordingly.

The woman did not realize that Baili Qingchen was watching her from the entrance.

After this, he had prepared a new scenario to deal with Liu Erniang. Qingyi knew very well her sister would never stop hostile towards her. Liu Erniang will try his last way, which is to try to be loved by Emperor Baili and give him offspring that can make him have power.

That way, Liu Erniang could suppress Qingyi and King Changle. However, Qingyi had prepared a plan to fight against her sister.

Yinghao involuntarily glanced towards Baili Qingchen. Seeing the male protagonist coming, he immediately told his master: “Master, the protagonist has arrived. Be careful, maybe he'll force you to unravel all your secrets.”

Qingyi also turned her head, and coincidentally their views met. Baili Qingchen's smile rose, the man then walked up to her.

Qingyi ignored Baili Qingchen, the woman instead continued her activities by lighting another lantern. This presumptuous attitude was already unable to make Baili Qingchen shake her head again.

Feeling neglected, Baili Qingchen then hugged her from behind. The man rested his chin on Qingyi's shoulder, his right hand wrapped around her empress' slender waist and woven into her stomach. Her warm breath struck the exposed skin of Qingyi's neck.

Qingyi flinched due to this sudden embrace. Instantly he flicked his activity, his flame-spreading candle he put on the ground. “Hey, what are you doing?”

“Gulfing a naughty wild cat.”

Qingyi's forehead shriveled. Instead of a cat, he is more like a lion.

“Can you let me go? The lantern had yet to light all,” Qingyi's pinta while trying to release the hand of Baili Qingchen intertwined in her stomach.

A small movement in the form of a headband felt, and the man even more tightly hugged him.

“I'm repeating a dream,” said Baili Qingchen.

“What is your dream so interesting?”

“Yes. Because I dreamt of returning to that place.”

Qingyi was stunned, her face concealing vigilance. He thought this man would forget, but his memory was too good. Every time Qingyi brought him into the dimensional space, Baili Qingchen always remembered him vividly.

If it continued to happen, Qingyi was worried that this man would force her to dismantle her identity. Yinghao's warning seemed to be correct.

“Isn't it just a dream? Nothing special about it.”

Gosh, besides being good at fighting, is this guy also a psychic?

Qingyi's heart suddenly thumped. Baili Qingchen seemed to have grown increasingly suspicious of him. Its fault.

She should have followed Yinghao's advice to treat Baili Qingchen in another way, not by bringing her into the dimensional space. Qingyi forgot the fact that her husband was a cautious and suspicious king.

“Why should I explain your dreams?”

“Because every time that dream happens, you are there too.”

“Maybe just a coincidence. Never mind, there's something I need to tell you.”

Baili Qingchen already knew that this woman would definitely reason. Although still curious, he was forced to postpone it for a moment because something that he was about to say seemed to be very important.

He reluctantly took off his embrace, and before that he bit off Qingyi's earlobe until the woman's hand moved about to push him away. Before turning to face Qingyi, he saw a red bite mark on Qingyi's neck.

The red bite marks were the work he made as he felt in the dream, and only one of them. Qingyi did not seem to realize that.

Baili Qingchen published her smile, and she came to a conclusion that she had long since weighed in her brain: the dream had indeed come from her Empress Princess.

“Are you a vampire? Why are you always biting me every chance?” qingyi asked who was annoyed that Baili Qingchen always bit her earlobes, neck, and shoulders until they were red.

“Oh, that's my new favorite. It tastes so sweet,” replied Baili Qingchen.

These words, didn't it sound like a young man's crush on the woman he liked?

Perhaps it would have an effect on ordinary women, but not for Qingyi. He was instead goosebumps, and subconsciously took a step back to distance himself. “Why don't you drink my blood too?”

“Hm, sounds interesting.”

Baili Qingchen took a step forward, then pulled Qingyi's waist and she clenched her again. This hug was as warm as the embrace he felt in that beautiful place. Baili Qingchen closed her eyes for a moment, inhaling the scent of Qingyi's extremely fragrant and calming body.

Qingyi moved uneasily. Come on, don't keep being spoiled like this!

“If you bite me and don't take off your arms, you won't hear anything,” Qingyi threatened.

Baili Qingchen laughed silently, then let go of her embrace. His gaze was as dark as the night sky and as calm as the lake water.

“Say, what do you want to tell?”

“Come on your former concubine candidate.”

“Calon concubine? I don't have a prospective concubine.”

“I mean, Zhao Ping’er. There's another brain that made him a puppet in this plan.”

Baili Qingchen nodded lightly, as if what she heard was just an ordinary matter.

Her reaction was certainly inviting questions in Qingyi's mind and she couldn't bear to not say it. “You already know?”

Baili Qingchen nodded. “Consort Xian helped her.”

Geez, now it seems that Qingyi is a step late. Baili Qingchen found out early. No wonder, he had a strong power base and could move a lot of people. Figuring out who helped Zhao Ping’er was also not something that could make it difficult.

“Then why didn't you tell me?”

“Because you didn't ask, Princess Empress.”

Qingyi was at a loss for words, she scowled and her face darkened.

Baili Qingchen was worried that her woman was angry, then she pulled her up and hugged her for the third time. Qingyi's head he elus slowly, giving a calmness that he never gave to anyone. Baili Qingchen's eyes glared far away.

“A palace maid told me that Consort Xian met Zhao Ping’er secretly. No need to worry, I already told the Emperor. I'll make sure you never see Zhao Ping’er's face again and your sister will get rewarded for trying to tease a Changle King.”

Qingyi shook her head, her body was like sculpting. He let Baili Qingchen hold him tightly. Not long after, he buried his face in Baili Qingchen's chest, sipping on the familiar scent of sandalwood.

The chest of the field felt very warm. Qingyi started to feel tired, she had subconsciously wrapped her hands around Baili Qingchen's waist.