[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-investing-in-the-reborn-empress-she-actually-cal":3,"chapter-investing-in-the-reborn-empress-she-actually-cal-investing-in-the-reborn-empress-she-actually-cal-chapter-87":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Investing in the Reborn Empress, She Actually Calls Me ‘Husband’",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},596460,846,"Chapter 87: Modified Empress: Breaking into Ying Bings Room at Night","investing-in-the-reborn-empress-she-actually-cal-chapter-87",87,"\u003Cp>\"She was peerless in beauty, ethereal and untainted by worldly cares—a goddess acknowledged by the entire martial world.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"She was of exalted status, decisive in judgment, a figure whose mere presence made countless factions across the Nine Heavens and Ten Realms tremble.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"She was peerless in strength, her sword's gleam chilling nineteen provinces.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Her name was Leng Qingqiu, an empress, also known throughout the Nine Heavens and Ten Realms as the Cold Enchantress, for her might was a taboo existence in that realm.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With just a few words, Li Mo painted the vivid image of an aloof and overwhelmingly powerful empress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shang Wu pondered, skepticism lacing her voice:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is there really such a person? I’ve never heard of her.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ying Bing also turned her gaze to Li Mo, eyes narrowing slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Mo cleared his throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Great Shang Dynasty once flourished too, and many illustrious figures from that era have since vanished without a trace.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shang Wu pursed her lips and took a sip of wine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fine, go on.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Mo continued:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yet, as the saying goes, 'the tallest tree catches the wind.' How could a solitary empress, unbound by any faction or control, not be seen as a thorn in the side of many?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"To deal with her, the righteous and demonic sects joined forces, driving her to the brink of annihilation.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That day, the sun and moon dimmed, heaven and earth overturned, gods wept, and night ghosts wailed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Her palace ran red with blood, corpses piled like mountains, countless mighty experts perished—shaking the world to its core.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Though Leng Qingqiu was formidable, she too was pushed to her limits, cornered before a bottomless abyss.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shang Wu’s almond-shaped eyes shimmered, clearly engrossed in the tale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ying Bing, however, wore an increasingly pensive expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something felt familiar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though the empress in Li Mo’s story bore a different name and life, certain trials resonated deeply with her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In her past life, she too had been ostracized by the Nine Heavens and Ten Realms—not for any wrongdoing, but simply for pursuing her martial path, never intending to stir chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet though she stayed aloof from the world, the world came for her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A being of unmatched power, beyond anyone’s control, was threat enough to be deemed an enemy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her fate diverged from the empress in Li Mo’s tale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"With no escape left, she uttered one final vow—'Even in death, my martial heart remains unbroken'—and leaped into the abyss.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah? What happened next? What then?\" Shang Wu pressed eagerly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did the protagonist die right at the start?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was that the end?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Mo chuckled softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Patience, Master. Think about it—if this secret history survived, how could the protagonist truly perish? Truth be told, this tale was left behind by Leng Qingqiu herself.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"At death’s door, she activated a mystical artifact known as the 'Spring-Autumn Cicada.'\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And so!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not only did she survive, but she also returned to the bloom of her youth!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Mo, ever the storyteller, delivered this revelation with dramatic flair, pulling his listeners deeper into the tale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shang Wu gasped. \"!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clatter—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the second time that day, Ying Bing’s chopsticks slipped from her fingers and hit the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shang Wu smirked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Little Bing’er, you find this too unbelievable too, don’t you? How could there be an artifact that revives the dead?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And not just revival—it reversed time itself!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nothing in this world is more insurmountable than life and death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nothing more merciless than the passage of time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Countless legends and peerless experts have all succumbed to time, never breaking free from the shackles of mortality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Transcending death, reversing time... How could such a thing be possible?\" Shang Wu murmured, her tone tinged with melancholy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Perhaps... it exists.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hm?\" Shang Wu turned in surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since when did Little Bing’er get so invested?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Ying Bing engrossed, Li Mo felt a flicker of satisfaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he shot Shang Wu an exasperated look.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Master, if you keep interrupting, I’m stopping here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fine, fine. The storyteller reigns supreme.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shang Wu poured him another cup of wine, signaling she’d behave and refrain from nitpicking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, legends were legends—who knew how much was true?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As long as it was entertaining, that was enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Mo took another sip before resuming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spun the tale, the image of a solitary, transcendent woman, devoted solely to her martial path, took shape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this new life, she leveraged her past knowledge to rise swiftly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet this same Leng Qingqiu, after her rebirth, encountered an ordinary man who had never practiced martial arts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She began disguising herself as a commoner, interacting with him, growing closer... until she was moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, the peerless empress took a mundane man as her husband.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many amusing incidents followed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bizarre yet logical, brimming with pure, unfiltered sweetness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And after finding love, her martial arts progressed even further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Mo, fueled by the immortal’s wine, grew more animated as he narrated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The plot twisted and turned under his delivery, gripping his audience.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shang Wu was utterly captivated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to the usual plays and storytellers’ tales, this was on another level.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if parts strained credulity, it was... irresistibly addictive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"In the end, Leng Qingqiu retired from the martial world with her family...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No rain, no rainbow.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hic—\"Though her life was fraught with trials, setbacks, even death...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"She never yielded, and in the end, she gained both martial mastery and love.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Mo capped it off with his own reflection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His point was clear:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If even death could be conquered, then no matter how turbulent life seemed, the clouds would part.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Young one, your journey has only just begun—why fret over temporary losses?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A perfect, uplifting conclusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s it?\" Shang Wu lamented, craving more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was about to coax Li Mo into another story when she noticed that Li—the storyteller—Mo had slumped onto the table, soft snores escaping him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having downed a third of the immortal’s wine, he’d peacefully drunk himself into slumber after his performance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tsk, still needs work on his alcohol tolerance,\" Shang Wu mused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With no other choice, she hauled him back to his room, finished the last of the wine, and retired herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Martial mastery and love... both attained?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ying Bing lay in bed, the scent of a certain someone lingering in the air, the echoes of his storytelling still fresh in her mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For some reason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As night deepened and she couldn’t train, her thoughts grew restless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was what Li Mo said fabricated... or based on truth?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wait.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ying Bing suddenly remembered—she still hadn’t completed her system’s punishment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But... sharing a bed?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her brows knitted tightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did she have to... sneak into Li Mo’s room in the dead of night?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This... this was...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It shouldn’t have been a big deal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet after that story, merely picturing the scene made the strange fluttering in her chest intensify...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Creak—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door swung open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A figure staggered in and collapsed onto the bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ying Bing swiftly dodged, her delicate hand already resting on the Skyfrost Sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But a strong wave of alcohol fumes assaulted her senses, followed by the sound of snoring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mmm... hehe...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young man on the bed squirmed twice, as if lost in a pleasant dream, his sleeping face still wearing a foolish grin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was Li Mo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ying Bing stood silently by the window, her expression unreadable in the darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Ding. The first day is about to end.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Host, please complete your punishment as soon as possible, or the system will unbind.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Countdown: 10, 9, 8, 7...]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the end, $2 soft sigh echoed through the room.\u003C\u002Fp>",1262,"2026-05-30T17:19:00.269Z","2026-06-01T04:31:46.286Z",1,"novelbin.me","f8232d7942685f9f7bac0f9591feb193a78dc26d024a1e91340fc34538e92edd","investing-in-the-reborn-empress-she-actually-cal-chapter-88","investing-in-the-reborn-empress-she-actually-cal-chapter-86",737,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Finvesting-in-the-reborn-empress-she-actually-cal-cover.jpg"]