The Love Imagination System

The Love Imagination System
Part 66: Small Rice Ball



King Changle's Mansion the arrival of guests that made the owner stir. In the main hall, Qingyi and Baili Qingchen were staring dazedly at a little boy about seven years old, who was standing in front of them while holding a rectangular-shaped golden hanger. The little boy stared back at the two with an innocent look, which was quite adorable.


She wears clothes made of medium quality satin fabric. Her hair was bunned in half and tied with a blue ribbon. The belt is made of cowhide and there are three beads in the middle as decoration.


Shoes are sewing shoes that are sold in the market. In addition to her small posture, Qingyi saw a facial sculpture that seemed to be descending from someone.


“Who is that boy?” qingyi asked Baili Qingchen.


Baili Qingchen in an emotionless tone then replied, “Cucuku.”


If Qingyi was currently holding a glass, then her hand would definitely drop the glass until it broke. Or, he could choke while eating and drinking. What did he say just now? A granddaughter? Where did the grandchild come from when the man had never even come into contact with a woman?


As a result, Baili Qingchen got a sharp glare from him. “You want me to shave the boy's hair?” he asked while pointing at the little boy. Baili Qingchen sighed softly. He thought, a new problem had already come to him this early.


“He's the son of Emperor Baili,” replied Baili Qingchen. “In relationship, she is my grandson.”


Qingyi clucked in disbelief. So, that little brat was the son of Baili Jingyan, the lazy emperor who liked that calculation? Geez! What the hell's been going on?


Qingyi choked and if she was hypertensive, maybe she had fainted or had a stroke. Qingyi looked at the boy and Baili Qingchen took turns, then she patted her own forehead and clucked again.


“Yes God! Am I not allowed to sleep just one night?” his weakness.


“Seven years ago, the Emperor went to Fujian for a state visit. Maybe that's when this child exists,” said Baili Qingchen.


Last night, he heard a voice like a horse carriage stopping in front of the gate. Then, someone entered his eastern courtyard secretly. When he checked it out, there was only a small child sleeping under the peach tree, holding tightly to the golden plaque he was now holding.


“You're sure he's your nephew's son?”


“The golden plaque belongs to my nephew. Maybe she accidentally left it to the woman she had slept with.”


Qingyi rubbed her face violently. Damn it, Emperor Baili is a guy who pees everywhere! Why did she even have children from women outside, not with her many concubines? Qingyi then stood up, approaching the innocent little boy. He crouched down, aligned himself with the height of the little boy's body.


“Little rice ball, do you know who your father is?” tanyakanya.


The little boy nodded and innocently replied, “My father Emperor Baili.”


“Then, what's your name?”


“Li Wuyuan.”


Qingyi grumbled inwardly. Who would have thought it turned out that Emperor Baili could be so capable. Once asleep, he can immediately create a child who is now seven years old. Fujian was very far away, it took months to arrive at the imperial city. A child as small as himself really has a strong physique.


A fujian? Qingyi suddenly remembered the merchant she had visited yesterday. Apparently so! The task he was told was to deliver a small child, a descendant of the emperor, to the capital to meet his father.


He felt strange and had a bad feeling. It was also fitting that the merchant asked King Changle and asked for his help. This is the goal!


“Now, your name is Baili Wuyuan,” Baili Qingchen said. The little boy nodded in understanding.


“Grandfather, when can I meet father?” ask Baili Wuyuan.


“Pppffttt... Grandpa? A little rice ball, he indeed deserves to be called grandfather. But, you have to remember, you can't call me grandma. I'm too young to have a grandson like you,” Qingyi said.


“Then, I have to call you what?”


“Auntie, are you not recognized father?”


Qingyi was at a loss for words. The curiosity of young children is indeed the thing that makes adults worry the most. Look, if it's like this, how does he answer it? Qingyi couldn't possibly say that she and her father were enemies. Whatever the relationship, sacrificing a child is not a commendable act. Moreover, Baili Wuyuan would not understand.


“Wuyuan is the only descendant of the Emperor. Princess Empress, can you help me?” ask Baili Qingchen.


“I told you, ask Prince Consort for help.”


“You're still angry? Alright, I was wrong about that day.”


Rarely would Baili Qingchen be willing to yield to him. Qingyi forgot for a moment her anger, but that didn't mean she had already forgiven Baili Qingchen. Right now, the matter of Baili Wuyuan was more important. His presence may shake the government and the palace, which is currently hot.


Baili Qingchen took Qingyi's silence as an answer. He called the maid, then told her to take Baili Wuyuan to the western courtyard, to the Princess Consort's residence and they had to look after her until the business was done. Qingyi protested as her residence was again targeted by Baili Qingchen.


“My residence is small. Bring the little rice ball back to where you live!”


“Cannot. East page is too big and Wuyuan can get lost.”


“Just cage him in the study room!”


“Cannot. Her skin can pale if it continues to be indoors.”


“Forget. When will Liu Erniang enter the palace?”


The shift in the topic of conversation was deliberately done because this problem is related to many things. The presence of Baili Wuyuan would affect the imperial family lineage. It would also affect the emperor's harem. If Baili Wuyuan entered the palace and was recognized as a prince, then he was the first descendant of Emperor Baili.


Although her mother was not a concubine and did not come from a noble family, her status as a prince remained legitimate and powerful. No one can deny that. Moreover, he was the eldest son.


If Emperor Baili had no children in the years to come, then Baili Wuyuan's position could have risen from prince to crown prince.


That ambitious Liu Erniang would not sit comfortably. His position after entering the palace would indirectly be affected. During this time, the emperor's concubines in the harem were numerous and competing against each other. Some of them were indeed friends with Liu Erniang and would probably surrender and ally with him. But, another case if other concubines hate him.


He said, if after entering Liu Erniang's palace pregnant with the emperor's son, then he could have gone up in level. But if Baili Wuyuan existed, that dream could probably be buried for a very long time. Liu Erniang will not remain silent. His cunning and hateful heart would not accept that he was defeated by a child.


It seemed, Baili Qingchen also understood this.


“Two days more.”


Baili Qingchen was worried that the chaos would get worse. The impeachment of the prime minister and Liu Erniang's entry into the palace had already made the situation complicated. If they had known about it before Liu Erniang officially became the emperor's concubine, it was possible that this mansion would have been filled with bloody scenes every night.


In these two days, the security of King Changle's mansion must be tightened. If necessary, he could deploy his special forces that were extremely strong and on par with the Jingyi Cavalry.


But, he forgot that this wife was a little troublemaker who could do anything. All things were unexpected and uncertain, just like the uncertainty of Qingyi's thinking. His head always contained sinister things that even a War God like him could not think of.


At that moment, Qingyi smiled mysteriously. The smile was more like a grin. Baili Qingchen slightly shuddered, but her face was still emotionless calm.


“Your niece can too. As uncle, you lost to him,” Qingyi said.


Baili Qingchen glared, then leaned her body towards Qingyi. He whispered, “Then, do you want to try making the exact same little rice ball?”


“Don't dream!” Then, Qingyi walked out of the hall with a face as red as a tomato.