The Love Imagination System

Part 3: Bridal Red Sedan

“Quick get that damn woman out! I will teach him well!”

That thunderous voice broke Qingyi's concentration.

“Mistress, I beg you not to torture my daughter again! You can't marry her to King Changle, her life will be completely ruined!” beg another woman while holding the woman's leg. From his tone, he seemed to be talking while crying.

“Surge! Just a concubine but dare not obey me? The waiter! Quickly drag this lowly woman!”

“Mistress is Big, please! Don't marry Qingyi to King Changle. She's a good girl, how can you marry an abnormal man? His life will be completely ruined!” please voice the other woman.

“Good! The emperor was kind enough to marry your daughter to a prince, you still insult her? Do you think the Prime Minister's residence can contain your sins of greed?”

Qingyi tried to digest what was going on. Yinghao said that he would know what role he was playing once out of the dimensional room, but Qingyi really did not expect to be treated to an incident like this when she just opened her eyes.

“You bunch of lowly people, want to dispute the Emperor's decree? Do you want to pull the prime minister's residence to the graveyard with you?” the old woman screamed again.

“You, damn girl! Why are they still hiding? Liu Qingyi, do you think your status is so noble here?”

The cry of the half-old woman made Qingyi's head seem to explode in an instant, and at the same time, she immediately remembered the storyline she made in her novel. Despite her disbelief, Qingyi had something important she had to do now.

Qingyi really did get a huge calamity.

He thought about it for a few seconds before the human figures in front of him moved forward. Qingyi asked Yinghao to stop the time for a while so that he could digest it well.

The prime minister? Liu Qingyi's? That is the name of the figure found in the story!

Qingyi instantly limped. She had thought she would play the figure of Princess Yilan – a graceful and beautiful imperial princess, or become Luo Niang – cousin of King Changle who became the main character in this story.

Unexpectedly, Qingyi instead played the figure of – figure Liu Qingyi, a daughter of the prime minister who is not much told in the novel and has a tragic end to life.

Liu Qingyi's character was weak. In the novel, Qingyi writes that the character is the daughter of the prime minister who was born from a concubine and not loved in the family. This Liu Qingyi was treated unfairly and was always oppressed, but in every one of those oppressions, she always tried to resist.

There were not many parts he wrote for this character. Qingyi only remembered this character appearing at the beginning of the story, when he was about to get married and the time of his tragic death.

Qingyi gets into the plot when Liu Qingyi's character is tortured for refusing marriage and locked up in a warehouse. If it was not wrong, it was the moment a few hours before Liu Qingyi married into King Changle's mansion to become the antidote wife of disease, a marriage that ruined Liu Qingyi's life.

Yinghao ended the pending phase for a short period of time. But, it was quite advantageous for Qingyi as she could already understand her reality in this world. The half-old female figure turned out to be the wife of the prime minister, the grand mistress of the residence who held all control of the family.

It was only fitting that he was so fierce and his words were so cruel!

The prime minister's wife is getting closer. When he reached in front of Qingyi, his hand grabbed the girl's chin and pressed her down to the jaws of Qingyi – or who was currently already Liu Qingyi grimacing in pain. The prime minister's wife also raised her face, then laughed discordantly.

“You only have a better face than my daughter! What if you were chosen?”

Qingyi wanted to break away, yet as soon as she moved, her entire body immediately ached. This character was tortured before the wedding. Apparently, it's already happened. The torture he endured was really not small. He almost became a tramp who bullied other bums.

“Heh, that look of yours really sucks. Let's see if you can still look at me with those eyes or not!”

The prime minister's wife slapped Qingyi's face hard. The pain returned. Damn, why is the pain so real. Qingyi did not accept herself being treated like an animal.

Even as bad as a human being, torturing him like this was tantamount to killing him. He stood up and slapped the prime minister's wife in the face. Both eyes of the prime minister's wife were round like they were about to jump out of place

“You dare!”

Qingyi stared coldly at the prime minister's wife. So, like this apparently the original form of his fictional character. She had not mistakenly remembered it, the prime minister's wife was indeed cruel and heartless.

Whoever is blocking him can get rid of him. Otherwise, he might have stayed in the prime minister's mistress' seat until now if his abilities weren't that great.

“I'll get married.”

The prime minister's wife laughed.

“Why? Didn't you desperately refuse yesterday and commit suicide? Have you changed your mind now?” ask the prime minister's wife while continuing to press Qingyi's jaw.

“I'll get married!” Qingyi repeated her words. For the sake of the mission and not wanting to get further torture, he chose to walk according to the plot.

Qingyi knew that the torture she endured was a form of oppression because she rejected the marriage decree given by Emperor Baili. Qingyi as a young lady, would naturally not allow herself to marry King Changle, the sickly uncle of Emperor Baili.

In a special sense, the Changle King had already had a wife, but not a woman, but a man. Then, the prince suddenly had a strange, incurable disease, which made his life nothing more than a monk, only able to eat tasteless food.

The prince's first wife later died, and the prince became a widower for many years. He was only accompanied by his best friend who he said to live his life.

The author puts the disease as a celestial curse because King Changle married a man, then made the character Liu Qingyi marry by decree to the mansion of King Changle as a marriage to ward off illness.

The real Liu Qingyi finally agreed to the marriage on condition. After he married into King Changle's mansion, everyone in the prime minister's residence should not torture his mother anymore.

The original Liu Qingyi also added one condition that her mother should move to another residence and that nothing should bother her. The prime minister's cruel wife agreed to the terms.

“Quick bring this damn woman! Dress him up and deliver him to King Changle's mansion!” The prime minister's wife shouted again.

Qingyi hated this suppression, but this was not the time to avenge them. The wounds on his body instantly pulsed. Qingyi grimaced back.

“Yinghao, can you turn this water into warm water?” ask Qingyi.

The Yinghao who had been hiding had now reappeared. The little panda was grateful that this master was being smart and acting according to the situation.

“Can,” answer.

Yinghao then took out a round, glassy object, then put it into the water. Instantly, the water became warm and fragrant. The entire wound on Qingyi's body instantly disappeared without a trace. His body now feels very fit and healthy and powerful.

“This is the extraction from the waterfall in the dimensional space. You can use it to heal wounds and recover power,” Yinghao explained after a while.

Qingyi clucked in admiration. It was unexpected that the waterfall in the dimensional space was so efficacious.

A few brazen servants suddenly entered without knocking on the door. Number of three people. The servants pulled Qingyi out of the bathtub, then forced her to wear a long red wedding dress. His movements were so rude that Qingyi felt fed up.

“I can do it myself!” he shouted while shaking hands, making the servants instantly shocked. This damn girl can fight? Wasn't he still very weak because of the great torture he endured?

In that phase, the servants began to fear. They saw the look of displeased eyes in Qingyi's eyes. However, the highlight actually made them freeze on the spot. It's not like that useless fool Qingyi, it's like someone else.

When finished wearing the dress, the servants were a bit frightened and dressed it like a bride in general. Surprisingly, they did not see any traces of torture on the girl's face.

Didn't that girl just get slapped so many times yesterday? Why is her cheek not swollen and her skin is so smooth?

“Are you guys done? If you guys are done, go!” yingyi Benthic. The servants came out full of fear.

“You are indeed a very fierce woman! You see, the maid ran away in a storm,” Yinghao said after the servants left.

While pecking himself in front of the mirror, Qingyi only snorted. Actually, it's nothing. He could kill those servants like killing the characters in his novel, but on this important day he couldn't do that.

“If it wasn't for the mission, I was so lazy to deal with them,” as always Qingyi. He slipped a silver hairpin into her hair that had been neatly bunned.

“Hm, this old-fashioned makeup looks good too. Yinghao, you see, am I already like a bride from a large noble family?”

Yinghao snorted.

The sound of the music of the bridesmaids suddenly sounded. The bridal pick-up troupe from King Changle's mansion seemed to have arrived. A few people then rushed in, then brought Qingyi out of the residence. His head was covered in a wedding red cloth. He could only see the shoes he was wearing.

Then, a frame of wood was seen in his eyes. This may be the foot of the bridal red sedan. Someone then pushed him into the sedan heartlessly until Qingyi's body collided with the sedan chair. After that, the sedan was lifted by four people and paraded towards the mansion of King Changle.

Qingyi felt nauseous because she had only first climbed a sedan like this. It was fortunate that Yinghao gave her the medicine so that her head did not feel dizzy. Otherwise, she might be soiling her wedding dress, even if there was nothing on her stomach because ever since she came here, she hasn't eaten anything.

After half an hour, the sedan stopped. The music of the bridesmaids still sounds. The bridesmaid queue snaked along the city road. This was the marriage of the emperor, anyone wanted to enliven it. The sound of firecrackers followed later.

The sedan door suddenly knocked on someone. After Qingyi replied with a few words, the door of the sedan opened. A milk-white hand stretched out inward, preparing to welcome Qingyi's hand to be swept out of the sedan. The nails are long but look well-groomed.

Qingyi suddenly had an idea. The man he was about to marry today was famous for bullying people when young. Before moving out of the palace, the servants at his residence often complained to Grand Consort Sun's widow, his birth mother.

The man often overwhelmed his servants due to his arrogant behavior. In adulthood it turns cruel and cold-looking. Many of the nobles in line wanted to marry his daughter to the residence, but this man instead chose to marry a fellow man.

This marriage wouldn't be exciting if he didn't make a little fuss. Qingyi did not welcome the helping hand, she instead brushed it aside and placed a back rake obtained from the dimensional space in the palm of the hand. He also slapped the back of his hand until the owner of the hand reacted.

Hands out the door. At the same time, Qingyi jumped out of the sedan. Her veil flew until her face was clearly plastered in front of everyone. In front of him, a red-robed bridal man looked surprised as he watched the back rake on his palm. Those who witnessed the scene were also stunned.

He gasped. All the shadows about the aged figure of King Changle were gone. Qingyi misunderstood the meaning of ‘paman’ emperor. The man before him was not an old man with a thin mustache and a large, veined hand, but a young man of twenty-five. His body is firm, his face is so symmetrical with charming Chinese eyes.

Qingyi was making out with the man. At first glance, he was similar to someone he had met a few years ago. The thick, black eyebrows curved beautifully over his eyes, giving off the impression that the owner had a firm temperament. His body was spun out for a prince-level youth. However, the impression Qingyi had gotten on him was precisely bad.

“Ah, that back rake is for you only!”

The man stared at the back rake in his hand. When he turned his head, Qingyi had already turned around before him entering the residence.

The girl walked in haughtily into the mansion regardless of the voices behind her who started talking about it. With a long red wedding dress without a head covering, her figure was like a goddess that had just descended from the sky. The people inside King Changle's mansion were staring at him nonstop.

“Your Majesty, are you not going to catch up with your future wife?” a mansion attendant patted the shoulders of the bride-robed man who was still stunned.

Instantly, the man went straight inside without saying anything.

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...For those who want to know, Itor try to visualize the character of Baili Qingchen as his father Otor under ya hihi

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