The Boss Who Transmigrated Went Wild

Before returning to the Eastern Palace, His Highness the Crown Prince went to a guard captain and borrowed some men from him.

Soon, the East Palace was cleaned spotless.

It looks like nothing happened.

The old emperor sent more people, maids and servants, and they quickly took on their duties, bringing life back to the Eastern Palace.

Feige returned to the original owner's room. The room wasn't big, but it was very clean.

Feige lay down, but the bed frame hurt her back, so she took out the small couch.

"The original owner of this body had such low expectations!"

"Well, my lord, she's just a servant, and she's far too naive."

Soon, a maid arrived.

"Fourth Miss, His Highness summons you."

"Okay, I know"

Feige quickly disappeared and arrived at the man's study. Seeing him, the Crown Prince became somewhat anxious.

"Little Si, you've been a great help this time. What do you want?"

Feige could clearly see the expectation in the man's eyes.

"Your Highness, I don't want anything."

"Xiao Si, are you still blaming me?"

"no"

"Little Fourth, how about you quit being a bodyguard and become my maid instead?"

"Do not"

The man was very disappointed.

"Your Highness, I don't want anything."

"Xiao Si, you..."

He wished Feige would make some requests, but she didn't want anything. For some reason, he felt empty inside.

"Your Highness, is there anything else?"

"there is none left"

"Okay, I'm going back to rest."

"it is good"

Feige left the study and instantly returned to the original owner's room, where she quickly fell asleep.

In the study, His Highness the Crown Prince stood there, lost in thought, clearly very sad.

After a long time, he walked to the window.

"Little Four, you said before that in the next life, I would still be your master. Is it really only possible for me to be your master?"

"Xiao Si, I'm so sad, I don't want to..."

Feige didn't care. She was fast asleep in her room, having a wonderful dream. She dreamt that she had accumulated 1000 energy points, her beautiful face and long legs had returned, and she was free and unrestrained, living as the carefree queen.

And so, another day passed.

When Feige woke up again, everything had changed.

Several guards rushed into the room, grabbed Feige, and "took her away."

Soon, Feige was imprisoned in a death row cell.

Feige remained quiet and took out a small couch to continue sleeping.

Not long after, His Highness the Crown Prince arrived.

"Xiao Si, is it true?"

Hearing the sound, Feige opened her eyes and walked over.

"Your Highness, I was just taking a nap, why has the weather changed so drastically?"

"Little Fourth, Father says you stole her things. What did you steal? Hand it over right now!"

Fei Ge laughed. "As expected, the imperial family is ruthless."

"I didn't steal his things."

"But Father has already thrown you into the death row. If you hadn't stolen anything from him, he wouldn't have locked you up for no reason."

"Your Highness, you may leave."

Feige turned around and went back to the small couch, closing her eyes.

His Highness the Crown Prince looked at Fei Ge; he was furious.

"Xiao Si, if you really stole something, just give it back right now, okay? Be a good girl and give me the thing back, okay?"

"Little Si, you've always been the most obedient child, okay? Be good, alright?"

Feige was speechless. Were these people crazy? She was getting annoyed.

"Your Highness, I said I didn't steal anything, and I didn't. If you don't believe me, fine, just don't come back again. Just be a good Crown Prince."

Feige closed her eyes again and quickly fell asleep.

His Highness the Crown Prince stared at her for a long time before leaving in disappointment.

When Feige woke up, it was already past midnight, and she was hungry.

"Master, let's go out to eat."

"Go, go."

Feige slipped out of the prison and onto the bustling streets of the capital.

Feige entered a restaurant and soon began to enjoy a hearty meal with Wutang.

Soon, the two of them were full, and Wu Tang rubbed his round belly.

"Wu Tang, this old emperor is framing me, isn't he?"

"Yes, he probably thinks you saw the Qilin Token, so he's plotting to kill you."

"Pshaw, I wouldn't even consider it."

"Master, what should we do next?"

"Let's find the traitor first; after all, this was the original owner's wish."

"Alright, Master, I'll lead the way."

The two men arrived at the traitor's house.

"Master, no wonder this man betrayed us. He gained so many benefits; he probably couldn't spend all this gold and silver in several lifetimes."

"To hell with him, all of this is mine now."

Feige packed everything up.

"Master, he's inside."

Feige entered the room, walked to the bedside, and killed him with a single blow. He had just opened his eyes when he died, dying with great resentment after seeing Feige.

Once outside, Feige set the place on fire, and the flames quickly engulfed it.

Let's go back.

In the blink of an eye, Feige returned to the death row. After eating her fill and taking a stroll, she lay down, closed her eyes, and...

Not long after, several mice arrived. Feige opened her eyes, sat up, took out some flatbread from her spatial storage, and tore it open for them.

"Eat it"

After the mice finished the cake, Feige fed them some spiritual spring water.

"Let's go, don't come back again, there's nothing here."

The rats glanced back at Feige, then ran away.

Feige lay down, closed her eyes, and continued to sleep.

Just before dawn, a group of men in black arrived.

"Master, someone's here."

Feige opened her eyes and looked at these people.

What do you want to do?

"I want you dead"

"Ha, quite the boast. Speak up, at least die knowing why," Fei Ge asked, sitting up.

"Ha, then you have no choice but to offend the wrong person."

Feige picked at her ear, unable to think of anyone she had offended.

"My lord, they must have been sent by the old emperor."

"Oh, the Emperor ordered you to kill me?" Fei Ge said with a smile.

"Since you understand, then I won't stand on ceremony."

A dozen or so men in black rushed over and surrounded Fei Ge.

Feige stood up lazily.

You're not worthy.

Feige instantly knocked these people down. Their eyes were wide open; Feige hadn't killed them, just knocked them down.

Feige took out a rope from her spatial storage and tied them up.

Wu Tang emerged from the space and knocked them unconscious one by one with a stick.

"Let's go to the palace and return these people to the old emperor."

Upon arriving at the old emperor's palace, Feige abandoned these people and left.

The old emperor was asleep when he heard the noise. He was startled and got up to see that these were the people he had sent out, but they had all been tied up and thrown back. He was completely distraught.

"Someone, get rid of them!"

Soon, some bodyguards came out and pulled these people away.

Feige returned to the death row and lay down to sleep. She thought it was quite nice here; it was quiet.

Feige quickly fell asleep again.