Quick Wear: The Heartthrob Falls in Love at First Sight with the Yandere

In this world, Yunzhi is the eldest daughter of Prince Yun, a brave and warlike woman, and the only king of a different surname in Dazhao.

Originally Yunzhi thought that what she got was a script of plotting to seize power and throne and snatch Linglong Jade, but she didn't expect that her mother had a very good relationship with the empress and was very loyal to her without any intention of rebellion.

It seems that rebellion is not going to work, and we have to find another way to get the Linglong Jade from the eldest princess.

Yunzhi looked at her good friend beside her, Zhao Yueying, the daughter of Marquis Dingyuan, with whom she had always been on good terms. Zhao Yueying also had an important identity, she was the cousin of the eldest princess. As long as she followed Zhao Yueying, it would be no problem for her to meet the eldest princess.

Yunzhi's dazed expression was like that of a cold goddess in the sky, as if she would float away and never be seen again if one wasn't paying attention.

Zhao Yueying felt panic in her heart and was eager to find a topic to talk about in order to calm her anxiety.

In a hurry, she grabbed Yunzhi's hand and hurried forward.

"Oh, I have to take my lady away from here quickly, otherwise those men who love you will eat you up later."

"Your Masamune, who is about to enter, is not heartbroken."

Zhao Yueying had a broad figure, and Yunzhi could not resist her and could only be dragged away. She could not help but feel a little bit amused and helpless, "Yuefei, don't worry, you haven't married Zhengjun yet. At least you have to wait until you marry a husband before you talk about it."

Zhao Yueying's wildly beating heart finally settled down, and she suddenly realized how scared she was. She really didn't dare to think about what she would do if Yunzhi were to leave her. She could only pray in her heart that that day would never come.

There stood a blurry figure beneath the gilded plaque of Prince Yun's Palace. Although his features could not be seen clearly as he was half-hidden in the darkness, one could tell just by looking at his figure that he was a rare handsome man.

A cold but magnetic voice sounded, "Why did you come back so late?"

Yunzhi smiled faintly, and the cold outer shell rarely revealed the soft inner part.

She said with a smile: "Brother, why are you waiting for me here? It's getting dark outside and the dew is heavy. It would be bad if you catch a cold."

Yun Han coughed a few times and said, "I didn't stand here for long waiting for you. It's okay."

Prince Yun and his husband lived in harmony with each other all their lives, and gave birth to two children, Yun Han and Yun Zhi. Yun Han has been particularly caring for his only sister since she was a child. He was afraid that she would melt if he held her in his mouth, and afraid that she would break if he held her in his hands.

He was considerate of everything about Yunzhi and wished he could raise Yunzhi into a useless person who was lazy and didn't know how to distinguish between crops, and hold her in his arms for the rest of her life.

Yun Han was originally unhappy because his sister came home a little late, but when he saw that his sister simply smiled at him, all his anger was gone.

The sharp spikes on his whole body softened, his brows became gentle, and he even felt a little helpless about his own soft-heartedness.

Why is it always like this? As long as his sister smiled at him, he would forget everything. No matter what trouble Yunzhi had caused, no matter how she had made him angry, he would calm down immediately.

Then Yun Han felt a surge of sadness in his heart again. He wondered how many people in the capital envied him for being Yun Zhi's brother and being able to have close contact with Princess Yun.

Countless men in the boudoirs gnashed their teeth but still could not hide their jealousy. There were even many shameless playboys who said they wanted to replace Yun Han's position. The one who is close to the water gets the moon first, so they were willing to have a brief romance with Miss Yun.

But who knows the sadness in his heart? He is the brother of Yun Shinu. This identity has brought him supreme glory, but also endless sadness.

Everyone has the potential to become Yunzhi's legitimate ruler, except him.

The frail man in front of her had an extremely handsome appearance. Yunzhi vaguely saw the loss in his eyes, but in an instant it was as if nothing had happened.

"Brother, your health is the most important. Next time if you need to see me, you don't have to wait for me. Just let the servant pass on the message."

Yun Han had mixed feelings. How could he be willing to waste this opportunity to meet someone? Instead, he asked the servant to pass the message.

He said in a low voice: "Mother has been waiting for you in the main hall for a long time, why don't you hurry over."

Yunzhi has become accustomed to her brother's meticulous care for her in every detail.

Dazhao was not particularly strict about the separation of men and women, but Yunzhi had always been polite. She bowed and said, "Brother, I'll go first."

As she flicked her sleeves, her beautiful white wrists were vaguely visible through the overly wide cuffs.

Yun Han turned his eyes away as if he was scalded. He listened to the footsteps gradually fading away, and then he relaxed his tense nerves.

He didn't tell Yunzhi that he had been waiting here since morning without drinking a drop of water, and now he was a little exhausted.

Yun Han had been poorly nourished since birth and had always been in poor health. He clasped the door frame with his slender fingers, coughed lightly a few times, and was about to fall down while staggering.

The attendant beside him said distressedly: "Sir, I am just waiting for Her Highness the Princess here, why do you have to come here in person?"

The young master had always been in poor health, and when he was young he was even predicted by a senior monk in the capital that he would not live past the age of twenty. He was well taken care of over the years, and finally survived the disaster at the age of twenty.

Now I look much better, but I can't stand the young master torturing me like this.

"I want to see her one more time," Yun Han said as he stared at the back.

As Yun Han's personal servant, how could Bai Qiao not know what the young master was thinking?

But for the Crown Princess and the Young Master, that is destined to be impossible. Not to mention the ethical barriers of blood relationship, given the Crown Princess's character, she would never have any other thoughts about the Young Master.

He secretly felt sorry for the young master in his heart, but at the same time he had a trace of delusion. His long jet-black hair was draped over his shoulders like crow feathers, and his white face drooped.

The young master has always been very perceptive, and Bai Qiao didn't dare let him discover even the slightest of his thoughts.

The Yun Princess had a good relationship with the young master's brother and sister, and often visited the young master's courtyard. Bai Qiao knew that those who deliberately seduced the princess had even talked to her.

One by one, they all disappeared quietly in the mansion, and he didn't want to be the next one to disappear.

Bai Qiao looked away. Fortunately, the young master was grieving for the Princess and did not notice that something was wrong with him.

Only at this time did he dare to let his eyes go.

Who doesn't like Miss Yun? It's a pity that not only is there no one who likes her, but even the maids in the room.

"Have you completed all the preparations I asked you to make?"

Bai Qiao nodded and said respectfully, "Sir, I have seen them all."

"How much do you remember?"

He knew that if his answer did not satisfy the young master, his fate would not be any better than those who disappeared. He did not dare to delay any longer and immediately knelt down, and replied in fear and trepidation: "I can't say for sure, but there is a 90% chance that it is possible."

Bai Qiao could feel the young master's gaze passing through his hair and body, and this gaze was like a poisonous snake tightly wrapped around his heart.