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

The imperial carriage was prepared for the return to the palace. All the civil and military officials stood solemnly on both sides in front of the carriage. When they saw His Majesty come out, they all knelt down and bowed to see him off.

Before Jiang Xiyu ascended the imperial carriage, he gave the prime minister a few more instructions. As he turned around, his gaze seemed to casually sweep over Li Yuan, who was kneeling beside him, and he smiled inexplicably.

Once His Majesty had boarded the imperial carriage, Yuan Huan mounted his horse and ordered the journey to begin.

Eagles circled in front of the procession, and the imperial entourage set off in a grand procession towards the opposite direction from the capital.

With the rabbit as her companion along the way, Jiang Xiyu didn't find it boring at all.

However, Yuan Huan would occasionally ride up to the imperial carriage, his face expressionless as if he were a guard, but in reality he wanted to peek at him through the curtain.

As dusk fell, the group finally arrived at the foot of Mount Li.

Because it was an uphill journey, the imperial carriage was not easy to travel, and the bells at the four corners jingled loudly.

Jiang Xiyu sat there, feeling somewhat uncomfortable.

Yuan Huan noticed his discomfort and, feeling sorry for him, immediately dismounted and climbed into the imperial carriage in two steps.

Jiang Xiyu was taken aback when he came in. She forced herself to endure the dizziness and asked, "What are you doing?"

Yuan Huan sat down next to him, easily pulled him onto his lap, and whispered, "I'll hold you."

Jiang Xiyu chuckled and said, "You don't think you're softer than my imperial carriage, do you?"

Yuan Huan laughed, supporting his buttocks with one hand and using the other to place the soft cushion on his lap. After setting him down, he leaned close and whispered in his ear, "Is it soft now?"

Jiang Xiyu glanced at him sideways and said casually, "It'll do."

With his hands seemingly empty, Jiang Xiyu said again, "My rabbit."

Yuan Huan glanced down and noticed that the rabbit crouching in the corner was reaching for the rabbit again with its leg.

The rabbit hopped over, and Yuan Huan caught it with lightning speed, stuffing it into Jiang Xiyu's arms. Suddenly, he asked, "Eagle or rabbit, which does Your Majesty prefer?"

Jiang Xiyu stroked the rabbit's fluffy head for a long while before saying, "I like eagles."

Yuan Huan raised an eyebrow with amusement and asked, "Why?"

Jiang Xiyu looked at him, smiled and said softly, "Because eagles are fierce, and I like them to be a little fierce."

“Isn’t it fierce enough…” Yuan Huan said, his fingers reaching for the sash tied around his cloak.

The fur collar parted slightly, revealing faint marks on the neck.

Seeing his complicated expression, Jiang Xiyu smiled and said, "What's wrong? Now you seem to know how to feel sorry for someone?"

Yuan Huan tightened his grip on his hand, and after a moment, let out a very soft "hmm".

He asked the doctor who treated the young emperor and learned just how fragile the frail body in his arms was. It turned out that the beautiful, soft body and alluring fragrance he had possessed that night had been nurtured with poison.

The poison in the young emperor's body was already very deep.

The doctor said that if I don't take good care of myself, it will be very difficult to recover.

If he is properly cared for, it's hard to say how long it will take for his body to return to normal.

No matter how difficult it is, he will raise the little emperor well.

As for the person who poisoned him, he will definitely find out.

Seeing his solemn expression, yet still having the leisure to joke, Jiang Xiyu whispered, "Now that you know how to cherish things, next time I'll try being on the throne."

Yuan Huan's thoughts were gently pulled back by these words. Hearing this, his warm breath brushed against Jiang Xiyu's ear, and he seemed to smile as he said, "Isn't His Majesty currently on the throne?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his powerful thighs moved as if to indicate something.

Even through the soft cushion, Jiang Xiyu could feel the hardness.

Yuan Huan lowered his eyes, his gaze carrying a meaning only the two of them could understand, and asked him teasingly, "Want to die again?"

Before his injuries had healed, Jiang Xiyu braced his elbow against his chest, his eyes crinkling with a smile that didn't reach his eyes, and said, "Alright, actually, I don't want to die yet..."

"At least, I don't want to die because of you."

Yuan Huan looked at him quietly for a while, then hugged him even tighter, whispering almost silently, "I can't bear to see you die either."

Such a whisper was too tender; it didn't occur during the most intimate moment on the bed, but was simply uttered as a joke.

It sounds unbelievable, yet inexplicably, it seems to hold immense significance.

Jiang Xiyu met his gaze, did not look away, but simply mouthed softly and pitifully, "Jiuge, will you save me?"

“Yes, Your Majesty, I will save you,” Yuan Huan said. “I swear on my life, I will save you…”

"Once you're better, I'll give you whatever you want."

Jiang Xiyu composed himself, and after a long pause, blinked, asking in a tone that was both tentative and serious, "Can we have it now?"

"Give it to me, and I'll try my best to get better, okay?"

That innocent and naive expression, those encouraging words—for Yuan Huan at that moment, they were the ultimate temptation.

He asked, "What does Your Majesty desire?"

Jiang Xiyu tilted her head and rested it on his shoulder, preventing him from seeing her face clearly, and said with a faint smile, "I want military power."

……

The April weather in the capital was getting better and better, and the vermilion walls of the palace were illuminated in a dazzling way. As the saying goes, wealth and splendor can be blinding, and even birds mistook the vermilion walls for the most beautiful flowers in the capital, and flew over them one after another, only to be trapped in their golden cages.

The Empress Dowager was recently troubled, so the eunuch brought the caged sparrows over.

Just as he entered the palace gate, the chief eunuch returned from his business outside. Seeing the little thing, he instructed the eunuch to dispose of it and not to bring it into the Empress Dowager's palace.

Without birds, Fengqi Palace is naturally quiet.

When the chief eunuch entered the hall, the Empress Dowager was sitting at the head of the table, letting the maids massage her legs.

She held the memorial in her hand and read it for a while, then suddenly flew into a rage and threw it on the ground.

The maids were so frightened that they immediately kowtowed to the ground.

The chief eunuch stepped forward, picked up the memorial, glanced at it briefly, and then closed it, saying, "Empress Dowager, please do not be angry."

As he spoke, he gestured for all the maids in the hall to leave.

The Empress Dowager's phoenix eyes were still filled with anger. When only the two of them were left in the hall, she finally lost her temper: "They want me to withdraw from the court. These old fools are certainly shrewd in their calculations."

Hua Qing bowed and said, "Your Majesty, there is no need to be angry. The person who wrote this memorial is probably just a pawn. If Your Majesty finds it troublesome, I will remove it for you as is customary."

“Any vacant official position can be filled by someone from the Empress Dowager’s maternal family.”

The Empress Dowager rubbed her temples and said, "If such remarks cannot be stopped, I will not be able to sit still for even a day."

"Then let it stop. If anyone in the court dares to submit such a memorial again, they will be severely punished. At that time, will we still be afraid of not being able to kill them?"

After Hua Qing finished speaking, she stepped forward and respectfully massaged her shoulders.

The Empress Dowager leaned back in her chair, closed her eyes, and said, "How can we possibly kill them all?"

Hua Qing smiled obsequiously, her eyes slightly darkening, and said, "Kill them all. As long as Your Majesty wishes, this servant can do it for you."

The Empress Dowager glanced at him coldly from the side.

Hua Qing's face froze instantly. She knelt down and apologized, saying, "This servant has overstepped her bounds. Please punish me, Your Majesty."

"Very well." The Empress Dowager sat up straight, smoothed her sleeves, and said, "How is the matter I instructed you to do?"

Hua Qing looked up and said, "This servant went to find Lord Li. Lord Li said that His Majesty's health has not improved. This servant also secretly hid in the crowd and took a look. His Majesty does look worse than before he left the palace."

The Empress Dowager's expression remained unchanged as she continued, "Where is Qingluan? It's been almost a month since she left, and there's still no news?"

Hua Qing: "Lord Li said he would write a letter and go there in person."

The Empress Dowager stood up and gestured for him to bring the memorial over.

After Hua Qing presented it to the Empress Dowager, she threw it into the incense burner and burned it.

Black smoke swirled around them. The Empress Dowager covered her nose and said, "The spring hunt is over, and His Majesty has returned to the palace. You must order her to hurry up."

"The things have been delivered, I'm sure Miss will understand." Hua Qing helped her out of the bedroom, then hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but didn't.

The Empress Dowager noticed and asked, "What's wrong?"

"There is one more thing that I am not sure if I should say."

"explain."

Seeing that no one was around, Hua Qing leaned closer and whispered about His Majesty's affair with the Crown Prince of Beiyuan.

The Empress Dowager suddenly turned her head to look at him, her hair ornaments swaying.

She felt nauseous upon hearing this, and clenched her hands, saying, "What did you say?"

“Everything I said is true. His Majesty and the Crown Prince... This was witnessed by Lord Li himself.”

"If the Empress Dowager does not believe it, she may send the official into the palace to inquire."

The Empress Dowager angrily rebuked: "You worthless wretch!"

She had no intention of dealing with Yuan Huan at all, and had no intention of touching Bei Yuan for the time being. Her original intention in using the marriage as a bargaining chip was to keep him in the capital, so that if something happened in the capital, Bei Yuan would not dare to make any rash moves.

The emperor had a penchant for homosexuality, and she had always turned a blind eye to it. She never expected that such a thing would happen again. If Beiyuan harbored any disloyalty, she could use this incident to shake the foundations of the country.

The Empress Dowager closed her eyes, her head aching, and said coldly, "Have the people at the imperial palace keep a close eye on things. I need accurate information."

Hua Qing replied, "Yes."

……

The carrier pigeons that delivered the message from the capital arrived at Mount Li in less than half a day.

Just as it was about to fly over the outer wall of the palace, it was captured by Garuda, which was hovering in the air.