The Love Imagination System

The Love Imagination System
Section 77: Only a Concubine!



“Greetings to Her Royal Highness Princess Consort Changle.”


The scholars and noble children in the hall simultaneously saluted him and paid him homage. Qingyi let out her smile for a while, then stepped her feet into the large hall.


Liu Erniang and his two allies seemed unhappy with Qingyi's arrival. They bend their faces.


“Build. I cannot accept this kind of honor,” Qingyi said. That figure exuded an aura of such grand elegance.


The embroidered and neatly sewn dark green clothing, combined with gold thread embroidery on the chest and waist, made Qingyi like a revered queen. His face adorned with thin makeup and the red lotus totem on his forehead no doubt made the male guest swallow his saliva.


The exposed part of Qingyi's neck had white and smooth skin. Her back was perfectly exposed as her hair was bunched up. His head accessories occasionally swayed along with his footsteps and gestures. And really, it really looks amazing!


Even Consort Xian, Consort Jia, and Consort Sui had lost far away from him!


“You're a little late,” said Baili Qingchen as Qingyi was already sitting beside her.


“Just a few minutes different. I won't miss this exciting banquet.”


“What else do you want to do?”


Baili Qingchen suspected his wife would do something without her knowledge. Qingyi's crazy and shock-loving manner made Baili Qingchen have to be vigilant at all times, especially when an event of this magnitude was held. Qingyi was like a bomb that could explode at any moment.


“Aih, you must not always be suspicious of your queen,” as always Qingyi.


Really, the view ahead was heart-wrenching. Princess Consort Changle and King Changle sitting side by side looked incompatible.


Beautiful women and handsome men are sitting in the same place, no one can miss this. Moreover, the dark green clothes they wear are so fitting and make them look like newlyweds carrying out the wedding ceremony.


“Start the banquet!”


Then, the Zaochun Festival banquet began. This year, the mansion of King Changle invited a troupe of famous dancers to present a legendary dance.


Soft music flows like water, enters the ear and makes the brain nerves relax. In the middle of the hall, five female dancers moved their bodies, weaving in rhythm.


Qingyi turned her cup while watching the dance performance. His eyes had also looked at all the invited guests one by one. Since marrying here, Qingyi had never socialized with outsiders, especially acquaintances of King Changle or his allies.


This time, they came at the invitation, and Qingyi seized the opportunity to find out just how much power Baili Qingchen had. Is it as he thought, or is it greater than that.


Quite interesting, Qingyi thought. Baili Qingchen gathered the young vows in one place and made them show talent.


It is certain that this person really has no interest in great power and only wants to find new talents who can work in government.


With that status and standing, Baili Qingchen could have recruited allies from influential officials in the court of the palace, if she really wanted to fight with Emperor Baili.


However, of course Qingyi did not see that. Baili Qingchen was completely uninterested, and she was simply trying to give her best by using her current position.


In that case, that lazy emperor was really a person who liked to think excessively!


Qingyi had no idea what was inside Emperor Baili's brain. The story says that he was a cruel emperor and was very wary. According to him, it was true, but his vigilance just seemed unreasonable.


Qingyi knew, Emperor Baili sent Liu Erniang, Consort Jia and Consort Sui here just to watch over her.


“This music makes me sleepy. I need something refreshing. Do you have any?” ask Qingyi. Baili Qingchen then replied, “Please wait a minute. Your refiner will be here soon.”


Baili Qingchen would rather give up than stop Qingyi. Although he was very wary of his wife, but the banquet this time was really boring.


Either because the invited guests are less, or because he has held it too often until it feels no longer interesting. Or it could be because of the arrival of Qingyi that made him always demand a different sensation from previous years.


On his desk, Liu Erniang could not bear to see how familiar King Changle and his Empress Princess were. Although not friendly, but anyone can see that the couple has a good relationship.


Liu Erniang did not want to see the person he hated living in peace. Liu Erniang gestured to Concubine Jia, telling her to carry out their second plan.


“His dances have been shown. Your Highness, isn't it time to start the poetry offering?” ask Concubine Jia. Baili Qingchen nodded.


“Then, let me open it for all.”


Then, Consort Jia chanted a poem of the same rhyme. The poem amounts to three stanzas, it is about the beautiful spring.


However, in the third stanza, the meaning of his poem instead leaps into the meaning that leads to politics and power. Concubine Jia's grin seemed a while before she turned it into a genuine looking smile.


Qingyi scraped her itchy ears at Consort Jia's voice. His poetry was not that good, but since he chose beautiful diction, it made him sound interesting and poetic.


Qingyi as an editor who has been immersed in the world of authorship for many years will not be touched by the three verses of the poem. It was just that he guessed that Concubine Jia would soon start her action.


“Because this year the mansion of King Changle has already had a consort, then, it would be better if Princess Empress Changle reconnects the second poem. Think of it as your welcome at King Changle's mansion. How, Your Highness the Princess?”


Sure enough! Consort Jia's mouth is venomous! He couldn't even hold back now.


This show is not yet time to begin. They had to light a bigger fire if they wanted to make Qingyi get up from her seat.


“Aiya! Concubine Jia, you are so disrespectful! You must not ask Her Highness the Princess Consort to do something according to your will,” Liu Erniang said.


Her sneaky expression was seen in the eyes of Qingyi and Baili Qingchen. Liu Erniang added the fire back so that Qingyi ignited emotions. Today, he had to humiliate her at all costs.


Liu Erniang wanted Qingyi to humiliate herself in the presence of many people. If that happened, not only would his pride fall, but the good name of King Changle's mansion would also be tarnished.


“Oh? Did ya? But, as an imperial family, a request like this doesn't seem burdensome, does it?” concubine Jia said again.


“Concubine Jia, you don't know. My brother didn't learn much art and literature. You force him like this, it drops his pride greatly,” Liu Erniang said in a contrived tone.


Qingyi almost choked on hearing it.


Xiao Junjie is hooked. Although she did not like Qingyi, it was not the reason that she had to close her eyes. Qingyi was Princess Consort Changle, and whatever happened to her would all still drag the name of King Changle. Princess Consort Changle's pride was the pride of King Changle's mansion.


“See Concubine Jia and Concubine Xian just want to mess up, don't you?” Xiao Junjie.


“Prince Empress, what do you mean? I just don't want Her Highness the Princess to be the laughingstock of people,” slothful Liu Erniang.


The scholars and noble children who were there were like spectators. They discussed and began speculating whether Princess Empress Changle was really stupid to be unable to present a poem or not. As the empress of the king, she should have the qualifications.


“What are you booming about?” qingyi asked, her voice breaking the atmosphere.


“Concubine Xian, since when did you learn to be prejudiced against your family? Did the Liu Family not teach you manners?” he added.


Qingyi got up from her seat, then calmly walked over to Liu Erniang.


Plaque!


A loud slap landed on Liu Erniang's cheek. Qingyi's former palms were flushed red on the thin skin of her face. In a split second, Liu Erniang felt his head spin and was pulled back into a conscious state. The pain and soreness of the slap made him reflexively hold onto his cheek.


“You! How dare you slap Concubine Xian!” Consort Sui who had been silent became angry.


Consort Sui was about to catch Qingyi's hand, but her movements were too slow. Qingyi stuffed the mouths of Consort Sui and Consort Jia with large chicken thighs.


“I am her sister and aunt!” exclaim Qingyi.


“Even if you are the Emperor's concubine, then why? You have no right to set me up!”


Qingyi took a step forward, then looked at Liu Erniang.


“Let me teach you what manners and morals are!”


Plaque.


The second slap landed on Liu Erniang's right cheek.


“This is for your disrespect towards King Changle!”


Plaque.


The third slap landed on his left cheek.


“This is for your prejudice and your provocation against me!”


Plaque.


The fourth slap paraded back on the right cheek.


“This is for your disrespectful behavior brother!”


Now, Liu Erniang's face aka Consort Xian began to swell. Everyone was stunned and at a loss for words. They had not expected, a Princess Empress Changle dared to slap Consort Xian, even up to four times in a row! If Emperor Baili knew his concubine was slapped like this, how would he react?


“Although you are the wife of the Emperor, you are still a concubine! I am Empress Changle. You think the position of concubine can be juxtaposed with the position of empress?” qingyi.


Indirectly the speech means: the concubine is still the concubine!


These words imprint in the memory of the scholars and noble children. They admired the way Princess Consort Changle was in affirming her status and how she taught an emperor concubine!


Baili Qingchen smiled with satisfaction. He then exclaimed, “Servant! Escort guests!”


Inevitably, Liu Erniang and his two allies had to leave the mansion hall.