The Love Imagination System

Section 155: Back?

After the burst of light spread out, time turned back around. Everyone is still unconscious.

Baili Qingchen woke up from such a piercing pain and cold. Slowly he began to rise while enduring the pain from his sword-pierced chest.

He looks around. He was still in that place, in the middle of the imperial palace hall that was filled with the blood and corpses of the bodyguards from both sides.

Baili Qingchen felt all over her body. His chest was torn, but the blood had stopped flowing from there. The pain is still there, but that's not what matters now.

Baili Qingchen stared at a pendant that Qingyi used to wear, but found no figure anywhere. Even as he surrounded the hall with wounds on his chest, he still did not find Qingyi. Baili Qingchen instantly remembered something, not long after that she sat on the floor holding tightly to the pendant.

“You really went?” ogre.

Long before this incident happened, Baili Qingchen had always been agitated. Every time he saw Qingyi, his heart became extremely uncomfortable and frightened. He did not think, it turned out that it was a sign that the woman would leave.

Baili Qingchen thought he was going to die, but it seemed like Qingyi had exchanged her life for him. In this world, perhaps only Baili Qingchen believed that Qingyi was not the real Liu Qingyi.

Heart's torn. There is hardly any energy to move anymore. The biggest loss of his life was the loss of Qingyi. He was sitting there with a wound.

A few hours later, the new Cui Kong who had arrived after finishing the fight at the city gate immediately ran up to him.

“Your Majesty!”

Cui Kong was so panicked that he did not realize that inside the hall, everyone was still unconscious. Cui Kong was extremely panicked when he saw the sword stab wound on his king's chest.

He hurriedly clenched Baili Qingchen and brought her back to the mansion. When he arrived, he only realized that he had not seen the Princess Empress. Perhaps, it was also what made his king so weak and unwilling to speak.

The people inside the hall regained consciousness a few hours later. They were like they were in a dreamland, completely unaware of what was happening. Their memories were only interrupted until the moment Baili Qingchen fell on the floor from the stab of the Little Prince's sword that became his own companion.

As they turned their heads, they saw that Xiao Junjie was already lying covered in blood. Not far from there, there was the corpse of Consort Sun's widow who killed herself after killing Xiao Junjie.

The still weak Emperor Baili had no intention of asking much. He simply ordered the troops loyal to him to immediately secure Liu Wang and Liu Erniang who were still unconscious. After that, Eunuch Li brought him back to his palace to be examined and treated.

One by one the bodies in the hall were brought and the hall was cleaned. Although there are no blood stains, but the former smell of rancid still smelled.

The newly examined Emperor Baili then fell silent. After a bit of calm, he took a slow breath.

“Did you guys find my uncle?” ask the waiter.

“Your Majesty King Changle has already returned to his mansion, Your Majesty. But,” the waiter hung up his words. “But what?”

“Your Highness Princess Empress disappeared and was not found anywhere.”

At that moment, Baili Qingchen closed her eyes. He was very grateful to the woman, but that speech would never be said at any time.

Emperor Baili understood, if Qingyi even left her husband without saying anything, then she would not care about anything else.

“Help my uncle to find him.”

“Good, Your Highness.”

The news of the fight inside the hall had already reached the ears of Consort Jia and Baili Wuyuan. As the situation calmed down, the bodyguards picked them back from Princess Luo's residence to the palace.

Concubine Jia went straight to Emperor Baili and asked her where she was. He cried to see the condition of Emperor Baili who looked seriously ill.

Emperor Baili looked at him lightly. Then, he had the trusted imperial physician check on Consort Jia.

The healer was wide-eyed, then rested before Emperor Baili, congratulating her because Consort Jia was pregnant. The news instantly made him startled and directly asked Consort Jia.

“Yes, Your Grace. Princess Consort Changle was the first to notice my pregnancy. He also told me to keep it a secret and gave me treatment to secure my life and the life of my baby.”

Hearing that, for some reason the tears of Emperor Baili dripped. So many things had been done by his aunt-in-law, but all this time the Emperor Baili was not willing to know and always closed his eyes.

After today, he was very sorry and those regrets would never go away.

Baili Qingchen stared blankly and mutely, saying absolutely nothing since returning to the palace.

How could....how could he lose the most valuable person in his life?

In one day, he not only lost his mother and Xiao Junjie, but also Qingyi. The huge wound was given by Xiao Junjie, as the man who had accompanied him for more than three years instead stabbed him with a sword and killed him.

However, the greatest pain was not given by the sword thrust, but rather by Qingyi's sudden departure. There was no trace, no hint of anything left behind by the woman.

Qingyi was like she was lost to the earth. Baili Qingchen was still staring blankly, as she closed her eyes, her tears dripped again.

***

“Uh..”.

The groan of pain shot out from Qingyi's mouth. Slowly, he opened his eyes. After adjusting the incoming light, Qingyi could faintly see a familiar scene.

He hurriedly got up, looking around. His countenance was puzzled, as he suddenly woke up in his own room!

He remembered the moment he exchanged life and death, that golden light engulfed him and returned him to the real world. Qingyi was somewhat surprised because the view of this room was still the same as the last time, before she entered into the dimensional space and accepted the mission.

He recalled Baili Qingchen, then shouted to Yinghao to ask her his condition. However, as loud as he shouted, no one answered him.

Qingyi continued to shout until exhausted herself. He sat on the floor, holding the leg of his chair and involuntarily cried.

“Is she okay?” muttered.

There was pain that penetrated into his heart. Strange, when he himself agreed to exchange everything and was forcibly returned here, but he felt very sick and a very stabbing disrelief.

Because his room was dark, he accidentally stumbled and fell near his desk.

His eyes then caught a pile of paper containing the script of the story that he had to edit. Looking at the pile of paper, he came back crying.

Amidst his cries, a phone ring suddenly rang. Qingyi hesitantly grabbed her phone which she felt like she had not seen for a very long time.

There, the name of the chief publisher of his company was written.

“Qingyi, oh my Charismatic Fantasy Queen! Where have you been?”

He didn't answer for a few seconds. Qingyi was still in shock with what had befallen her.

After a while, he then replied, “Chairman, what date is it now?”

The voice across there sounded shocked and astonished.

“My queen, what happened to you? It is now the fourteenth day of autumn of the first month. Have you lost your memory? You left and couldn't be contacted for more than nine months. I thought you had gone abroad without telling me!”

Hearing that, Qingyi immediately hung up the phone. He checked his phone and saw thousands of missed calls and millions of messages coming into his chat.

After putting down the phone, Qingyi turned on the lights, then realized that this room of her apartment was already very dusty.

It sounds absurd but that's what happened to him. Qingyi had been gone for almost a year, making everyone look for her.

Yinghao's words were right, he had indeed gone to that world. His memories were now randomly mixed together, just like what Yinghao had said last time.

His head hurts. Baili Qingchen, Bingyue, dimensional space, all of them came together alternately with real-world memories. Qingyi felt her head like it was being hit.

He limped towards his dusty bed, broke down and stared at the ceiling.

“Ah! My head hurts. Am I going to be completely crazy?”