[COMPLETE] Transmigrated Author: The Quiet Plum

Chapter 45: Qiaoli's Madness and her Forbidden Jutsu

"It's taking quite a huge amount of willpower not to kill everyone here right now." Qiaoli didn't have qualms saying this as she sat with a rigid posture.

To prove her words, the muscles of her arms which were resting on her lap, were constantly twitching.

The Emperor reacted and stood in front of Nuo Ying Su defensively. Mao Zhu also moved to face her, protecting the two royal people behind him. His face was grim but he was gritting his teeth, reminding himself that he didn't know the person who was once Hong Chun.

In a span of a few nights, she seemed to be a complete stranger. She spoke of killing and violence like she did those things often in her life.

"Relax, even if I wanted, I can't really kill all of you. At most, I can draw quite a lot of blood and maybe a few body parts. I've seen it all..." She pointed to her temple. "The steps to take, the number of breaths I need to take, how horrified your faces might be at that time, the actions you will take, etcetera..."

She fell silent. When she spoke again, her voice was just above whispering.

"But I still have questions so please answer them."

Actually, the motion mapping she had in mind was on the basis that she still had her countless weapons as Quiet Plum. She also tried mapping the actions she needed to take as the powerless Huang Qiaoli. It would take a huge amount of effort to kill the Emperor and more or less, she would also be gravely injured in the process because of the shadow guards lying in wait somewhere.

She knew she could harm him at least. Especially with Si Hai, she could escape with some breath inside her.

However, her rationality calmed the blazing fury inside her chest that she was surprised to see herself still sitting here.

The Emperor played her like she was a barbie living in a dollhouse. Everything went according to his plans, the same way Papa controlled her back in modern Earth. Bile crept up her throat once she remembered the collateral damage in the form of Old Shang and the Hong family. What would happen if Si Hai wasn't there?

She told herself to breathe in and out slowly.

Yesterday, she had discovered the existence of the tsunami emotions inside her and was also aware of the fact that there was a mysterious way of calming them.

Qiaoli even jokingly thought of it as a forbidden jutsu.

And that was the image of the person who suddenly appeared and healed her wounds a few nights ago.

Qin Yu's tall and reliable figure juxtaposed with the figure of a scrawny spectacled teenager inside her mind. Nothing could be more opposite than those two images but she chose to believe her guts over her logic.

Thinking of that, she felt a lot more coolheaded.

"Now that I'm here, I'm curious as to what you want me to do. I'm just a hot potato, aren't I? If I want, I can start a massive war, a battle royale among the five nations. But you aren't even sure if my real family cares about me. After all, it had been fourteen years and there isn't any news from that side. Why did you gamble?"

She had long disregarded the fact that she was talking with a living sovereign. One that could kill her with a wave of his hand.

Because she knew he wouldn't keep her alive until now if he didn't see her value.

For the first time in his life, Long Yi Ran's patience was almost spent. Those closest to him knew how unshakable his mindset was but right now, he was struggling against calling all the imperial guards to teach this woman a lesson.