The Love Imagination System

Part 42: The Horror Belief

At midnight, King Changle's mansion was deserted again. For some people, the mansion that looks luxurious is the home of the future.

The imperial residence, which was specially reserved for the imperial lineage, certainly always looked charming compared to the ordinary mansion. Besides being spacious, the mansion also features many beautiful buildings and gardens.

The western courtyard is indeed one of the beautiful pages. It was because Qingyi made a massive overhaul and remodeled some parts that were not right for her.

Now, in the entire mansion of King Changle, the residence of the Empress Princess became a most comfortable residence to live in.

The owner was still busy rolling around in his bed with a chaotic mind. Yinghao was tricked into becoming a puppet, then Qingyi played it out of anxiety.

This damn system Yinghao deliberately hid because he did not want to be bothered to be asked for help by Qingyi. So when he appeared, Qingyi directly punished him.

“Master, I've been dizzy. Stop the game,” Yinghao begged Qingyi for mercy. However, the girl was getting excited about it.

“Who told you to hide?”

“Master, you keep torturing me. Has nothing happened as long as I'm not around?” ask Yinghao. He suspected something had happened to cause his master to be angry and upset until this late.

“T-No. Stop guessing or I'll turn you into the first panda statue in Bingyue!”

The sound of knocking on the door outside made Qingyi stop her game. He tidied his hair, then rushed towards the door. Baili Qingchen appeared to be standing in front of him in a light gray robe suit. Baili Qingchen looked at him emotionlessly, then immediately pulled Qingyi's hand and led her into the garden.

“There's something I need to ask,” he said as he walked.

“Then just talk. No need to pull my hand like this. Your strength is so big, I could have my hand taken off!”

Under the peach tree that was paddling the western courtyard garden area, Baili Qingchen stood her back to Qingyi after taking off her check. He had to make sure of something by asking him himself.

The girl pursed her lips, annoyed by Baili Qingchen's increasingly annoying behavior. Not only does he like to interfere, he also often does things as he pleases.

“You cleaned Wang Lingshan's grave?” baili Qingchen asked directly at the core.

“Who? Oh, your first wife huh?”

“My answer, Qingyi!”

Qingyi clucked and draped her arms around her chest. The moonlight is dim, only the garden lanterns are illuminated. Over and over, Qingyi noticed the posture of Baili Qingchen who was standing behind her.

The body was tall and sturdy, perfect for a man's size. Baili Qingchen was more charming when she turned around when the world was the place she was in her grasp.

So mysterious.

Baili Qingchen turned her body around because she could not get an answer. When he turned around, his eyes clashed with Qingyi's eyes of horror. A beam of light sprinkled from the black eyeball, then fell into the recesses of the heart that had never been touched before. The face contest is like a trickle of dew, or like an electric shock in the next second.

Qingyi cleared her throat to normalize the situation.

“Today is the anniversary of his death, isn't it?” ask Qingyi. “That's why your mood was so bad that I was hit,” Qingyi added.

Quiescent. Silent. The western courtyard was suddenly like a very foreign place. Baili Qingchen was trying to control her heart, controlling her stifled emotions.

Baili Qingchen was resuscitating herself. No, this can't happen. There are still many things to do, there are still many plans that have not been finalized.

Qingyi was not included into that plan, she was a variable that came uninvited. Baili Qingchen should not give him space to see the gap from himself.

“That's because your behavior is not like that of an Empress,” Baili Qingchen said.

The words were reflexively spoken because of the frequent debate between them. As a result, the remark caught Qingyi off guard and wanted to beat up this man right now.

“I don't need you to teach me. I also never dreamed of becoming the empress of a prince,” as good as Qingyi. “Originally you know, I can be me whenever I want.”

Both fell into a long silence. What kind of situation is this, they don't know either. Baili Qingchen had strayed from her goal, and Qingyi was easily lured away. He should have been quiet and not opened the door. Their conversation was like reaching a dead end all of a sudden.

It turns out that after living together for so long, the two still do not want to budge each other and always want to win alone. Qingyi stubbornly, Baili Qingchen with her selfishness.

The husband and wife inside this mansion were really like cats and dogs. But uniquely, Qingyi is a kind of ferocious cat who fights with anyone.

Both of them were aghast as the sound of footsteps rhymed. From his tap, the number might be more than two people. Qingyi and Baili Qingchen immediately sped up, then watched the surrounding area. The sound of footsteps was like stepping on the tile of every building and leading to the western courtyard.

“Be careful,” says Baili Qingchen.

Several people dressed in black appeared at the same time. Ten men with long swords. As usual, their faces were covered in black cloth until only their eyes were visible.

Qingyi stared ferociously, she was even more annoyed because every time she was with Baili Qingchen, there were always assassins ambushing. Look, they even dared to come to King Changle's mansion.

“You delivered your own life? You guys are so stupid!” exclaim Qingyi.

Then, the ten assassins attacked Qingyi and Baili Qingchen together. For a while, Qingyi hid behind Baili Qingchen. He was not unable to fight, it was just that now he hesitated to show it in front of Baili Qingchen. The situation now was not like in the forest allowing him to use tear gas and make the man close his eyes.

Fighting without weapons, Baili Qingchen's hands swiftly toyed with the attacks of the assassins. With just a few swings, the assassins had already fallen to the ground.

They got up again, then attacked back more brutally. Each tip of the sword pointed at Qingyi, Baili Qingchen quickly fended it off and moved Qingyi's body.

“How long can you last?” ask Qingyi.

“Good.”

Then, Qingyi kicks***********one of the assassins until the sword handle is released. He swiftly caught the sword and gave it to Baili Qingchen. He himself took out his golf club from the dimensional space and started beating the assassins.

The fight is getting more intense. The couple had a fight with ten murderers. Every now and then Baili Qingchen glanced at Qingyi, on her face was a question, “She can fight?”

As if understanding the meaning of his expression, Qingyi then said, “Let's just answer. Now, clear them first!” qingyi.

It was a bother, Qingyi annoyed. In the middle of the night instead of sleeping, they even fight. Those assassins were indeed not as strong as the assassins from the Litao Pavilion, only they were more nimble than they thought.

Half an hour had passed but the fight had yet to show any sign of ending.

At a time like this, Qingyi lamented why Cui Kong did not exist. Baili Qingchen must have told him to do something and the ugly bodyguard had not returned.

Whereas if there was him, this fight could be finished sooner. The sound of clashing swords echoed around the western courtyard, and the effect made the plants around sway.

“You ruined my crop!” exclaimed Qingyi who was angry because her cultivation plants were trampled and shattered. He's getting fierce beating up the killers with his golf club.

The assassins who attacked him all fell down with their hands holding the lower half of their bodies. Apparently, Qingyi crippled them in part ‘itu’.

The remaining five assassins were still standing against Baili Qingchen. In a few moves, the killer instantly collapsed and their necks spewed blood. Too bad one killer got away.

“King Changle, you just wait! We will definitely return to snatch that golden plaque!” the killer exclaimed before he jumped onto the roof and disappeared.

“Do not be chased! Let him report to his master!” prevent Qingyi when Baili Qingchen was about to jump onto the roof to chase after the killer.

Qingyi approached the five assassins she had paralysed. Baili Qingchen threw out her sword, then noticed Qingyi's movements. He had to stop the girl, but it was too late because Qingyi had already knocked them unconscious. The girls also opened their face coverings one by one.

“These killers cannot die,” Qingyi said.

Baili Qingchen then walked up to him and helped him. Both of them examined the mouths of the killers, and sure enough, found a deadly poison that can take lives in seconds if swallowed. The poison was immediately carefully removed. Qingyi put it in plastic to check.

“Wah, is this some kind of cyanide?” tanyakanya.

“Sianide is what?”

“Sort of chemicals but very deadly.”

The assassins were then sent to a secret prison that could only be accessed with tokens belonging to King Changle. Qingyi was still in the western courtyard, waiting for the man to return to confirm something. When Baili Qingchen returned, Qingyi immediately held her hostage in the garden.

“Now tell me. What gold plaque do they mean?” tanyakanya. The man did not answer. Qingyi tied Baili Qingchen to the chair, and continued to force that the man would be willing to tell her.

“Your Majesty, it's been like this and you still don't want to talk?” reset Qingyi.

“Let go of me first.”

Afterwards, Qingyi untied that bond. Baili Qingchen took him to the study room and locked the door. His hand moved open a wooden box that was kept between piles of books.

The carving of the box was in the form of a series of elongated patterns and sculpted by expert hands. At a glance, Qingyi could already guess that the wooden box was made by royal craftsmen.

Baili Qingchen told her to sit down and she showed something inside. After opening, there was a golden tiger-shaped plaque, shiny under the light of the candle.

Qingyi's eyes instantly glared until she was unaware that Yinghao was already sitting on her shoulders. The little panda appeared because he was also curious about the small object.

“It seems, this thing carries a bad aura and is very dangerous,” Qingyi said.

“This is a golden plaque that can rule the entire Cavalry warrior Jingyi.”

Jingyi Cavalry? Why is it not mentioned in the original story?

“My brother gave me this plaque three years before he died. The Jingyi Cavalry was a specially trained military force in secret. Only me and my late brother knew.”

“That means, those assassins were sent by the person who knew it too, whether intentionally or not,” guess Qingyi.

Qingyi began to be alarmed if Yinghao suddenly gave her the mission to reveal the real mastermind. Thank goodness the panda said nothing.

“This little thing makes you a target. Besides Emperor Baili and the Prime Minister, it turns out you still have other enemies. Haish, it's really troublesome. But, you told me this much, aren't you afraid that I might steal it?” qingyi asked, her tone sounded light and there was a pseudo-joke.

“I believe in you.”

My hair is goosebumps. To be believed by King Changle was not something extraordinary for him. Instead, he felt it was very scary. This husband of hers, a Changle King, turned out to be an unspecified enemy.

Problem after problem comes and goes, and life betting is always an unexpected game. Qingyi was suddenly curious as to how the man had passed her all this time.

Suddenly, Baili Qingchen was in a daze. He coughed several times, then his blood spurted to stain his gray robe. His chest felt tight as if he had been hit so many times. Qingyi was wide-eyed and immediately held him back so as not to fully collapse. Baili Qingchen's head leaned against his hand, her face turning pale.

“Hey, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me!”

Qingyi examined the man's clothes, then found a needle puncture wound near his neck. Ex-blue. “Sial, the killer is adept at using needles!”