Quick Transmigration: The Yandere Boss Pretends to Be Well After He's Gone Mad

The following day, Jiang Xiyu discovered that the person in front of the emperor had been replaced by Le Yuan.

Although he was somewhat surprised, he didn't seem to care much about this uninvited confession.

After breakfast, the eunuch brought the medicine.

Jiang Xiyu didn't like the bitter taste, so it took her a long time to finish the bowl of medicine.

My mouth was filled with bitterness, and even rinsing my mouth couldn't get rid of the astringency.

Just as he was about to pick up a candied fruit to eat, a palace attendant came in and announced, "Your Majesty, Consort Li requests an audience."

The chief eunuch was about to order the eunuch to send him back as usual.

Jiang Xiyu said, "Let her in."

The chief eunuch was indeed surprised.

Jiang Xiyu, indulging in sweets, ate two candied fruits. After wiping her hands with a handkerchief, she was brought inside.

Li Qingluan was the Empress Dowager's person, so he wouldn't refuse her. Even if it was just an act, he had to go all out. Besides, she was indeed a beauty, and Jiang Xiyu had always appreciated good-looking people and things.

Li Qingluan arrived gracefully, and after giving a gentle curtsy, she gazed at Jiang Xiyu with her charming eyes, saying shyly, "Your Majesty, I have personally prepared some pastries for you. Please try them."

Jiang Xiyu touched his forehead with his hand and said with a forced smile, "You're very kind, my beauty."

Li Qingluan's face flushed slightly.

Before she entered the palace, she had only heard rumors from the common people outside.

They only talk about how lustful His Majesty is, describing him as a tyrannical and incompetent ruler, but they never say that His Majesty is actually like that.

When she looked at His Majesty yesterday, she thought he was truly handsome, as beautiful as jade.

But when I glanced at them hiding behind the tree, their eyes were cold and indifferent, as if they were filled with snow.

Even standing next to the terrifying Prince of Beiyuan, the emperor's aura remained undiminished.

Her aunt told her to serve His Majesty well, and said that if she could conceive a royal heir before returning to the palace, she would be granted the title of Empress.

That position was something every woman in the world longed for, and Li Qingluan was no exception.

If she could have a handsome man like His Majesty and sit on that prestigious position, Li Qingluan felt that her life would be worthwhile.

"Your Majesty, would you like to try some?"

Jiang Xiyu changed her posture, placing both hands in front of her and turning the jade ring on her index finger.

His eyes were gentle, and when he looked at people, he always gave the illusion of deep affection.

Li Qingluan trembled nervously.

Jiang Xiyu didn't say she wanted to try it, but only asked what her talents were.

Li Qingluan was very confident in what women were good at, and she said softly, "I am most skilled at playing the pipa."

Jiang Xiyu raised an eyebrow and ordered someone to prepare a pipa.

Before long, a clear and melodious pipa sound, like flowing water, came from the palace.

The elegant sound of the pipa lasted for seven days in the emperor's bedchamber, and the news of Li Qingluan's favor spread like wildfire back to the palace and throughout the Lishan Palace.

At that time, Yuan Huan was driving Garuda to hunt.

Le Yuan came over when he had some free time.

Zhao Bai was somewhat surprised to see him and said, "Why aren't you on duty with His Majesty at this hour? What are you doing here?"

Le Yuan, holding his knife, said, "Stop talking. His Majesty thinks we're in the way and wants us to stay away."

Zhao Bai said sternly, "Even so, you shouldn't have abandoned your post."

Le Yuan waved his hand and said, "The entire Lishan Palace has been arranged by the Crown Prince like an iron barrel. I am really a rough man. I hear the pipa music every day, and my ears are almost calloused. Besides, His Majesty is currently in the arms of a beautiful woman, so how could he care about us?"

Zhao Bai wanted to say something more, but when he heard the sound of approaching hooves, he felt somewhat helpless.

A riding whip came flying and struck Le Yuan on the back of the head.

"Damn it, which one..." Le Yuan covered his head and was about to curse when he turned around and saw his young master riding a tall horse behind him with an expressionless face. He was so frightened that he almost dropped his knife.

"You're my grandpa."

Yuan Huan looked down at Le Yuan with a cold and imposing aura that seemed to crush him.

Le Yuan cried out in his heart that Heaven was going to destroy him. He hurriedly picked up his whip, raised it above his head, and admitted his mistake, saying that he would roll back to the Emperor's presence.

Yuan Huan dismounted nimbly, took the whip, and lashed it across the man's body.

Le Yuan dared not utter a sound, silently endured two lashes, and then prepared to return.

Yuan Huan threw the whip at him and said coldly, "No need to go back."

"Your Highness, I truly know I was wrong," Le Yuan said, kneeling down with his riding whip in his hands.

The Crown Prince cannot tolerate this kind of dereliction of duty.

Damn it, he shouldn't have acted so stupidly.

Yuan Huan didn't even glance at him, and his expression didn't change in the slightest.

But after both of them had been by his side for a while, they could immediately tell that the prince seemed unhappy.

The atmosphere was deathly heavy. The weather was perfectly fine, but at that moment it felt as if dark clouds were pressing down on them, making it hard for them to breathe.

Zhao Bai noticed something was off about Yuan Huan's gaze.

Yuan Huan lowered his eyes, looked at Le Yuan, and said, "Say what you just said again."

"Your Highness, I really know..." I was wrong.

The rest of the sentence was left unsaid.

Yuan Huan's icy gaze pressed down, as if he had completely lost his patience.

Le Yuan frantically searched his mind for what Yuan Huan wanted to hear.

Zhao Bai clearly defused the situation, starting with the phrase "His Majesty finds them an eyesore" and ending with "How could he possibly care about us?"

The shadow finally moved.

Yuan Huan turned and walked into the palace.

The young emperor has already taken a concubine. With his body, weaker than cotton, how can he possibly take a concubine? I hope he doesn't die in that woman's bed and cause him trouble.

Besides, doesn't that young emperor like men? He even...

This time he actually favored a woman, and even with a soft, fragrant woman in his arms, he found her an eyesore. Damn it, can he even get an erection? Can he last even a cup of tea?

How could he? If he really touched it, he'd be asking for trouble!

As the terrifying figure disappeared into the distance, Le Yuan's back was soaked with sweat, and his legs went weak, causing him to collapse to the ground.

No, his dereliction of duty is that serious? How could it have angered the Crown Prince to this extent?

Le Yuan couldn't understand it; he knew he didn't have that ability.

Zhao Bai stood beside him, rolled her eyes at his simple-minded, muscle-bound appearance.

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Jiang Xiyu thought that Li Qingluan played the pipa very well.

He sometimes didn't sleep well, but listening to her soft, soothing music helped him relax quite a bit.

Therefore, he summoned Li Qingluan every day afterward, which not only helped him deceive the Empress Dowager but also allowed him to get a good night's sleep—a win-win situation.

Li Qingluan, holding a pipa, was stunningly beautiful; anyone who saw her would find it hard to ignore such a beauty.

But His Majesty remained unmoved, summoning her every day only to listen to music, and had not even touched her.

This made Li Qingluan somewhat disappointed, and she couldn't help but feel anxious.

Seeing that Jiang Xiyu seemed to be waking up, he made up his mind to put down the pipa, get up, and go to the bedside to wait for her.

The eunuch wanted to step forward to serve her, but she stopped him.

When Jiang Xiyu opened her eyes, she saw her and was a little confused as to why she was so close to her.

Li Qingluan smiled gently and said, "Let me help Your Majesty change your clothes."

Jiang Xiyu didn't think much of the maids who usually served him; he neither agreed nor refused.

Seeing this, Li Qingluan was overjoyed. She took the clothes from the eunuch's hand and stepped forward. Just as she was about to touch His Majesty's body, a commotion suddenly arose outside the hall, accompanied by a low, cold voice that seemed to be squeezed out from between clenched teeth, gradually approaching...

"Your Majesty is truly enjoying yourself."