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

As night fell, the moonlight was enchanting, and calming incense was burned in the bedchamber.

The eunuch, having calculated the exact time His Majesty would use acupuncture, brought over the medicinal soup.

Just then, Li Qingluan was sitting in the main hall waiting. Upon seeing this, she summoned a eunuch and stared at the jade bowl, asking, "What is this?"

The eunuch respectfully replied that this was the medicine His Majesty needed to drink after the acupuncture treatment.

When she got close, Li Qingluan could smell the bitter medicinal odor.

She subtly covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief, then asked, "Does Your Majesty use it every day?"

The eunuch replied, "Yes."

Something flashed in Li Qingluan's eyes, then she said gently, "Put it down."

The eunuch gently placed the medicine on the table and then withdrew.

After the main hall was empty, Li Qingluan sat there, staring at the rising steam from the medicine bowl and pondering for a long time.

They are using needles inside the hall.

Jiang Xiyu sat upright on the couch with her eyes closed and her brows furrowed. She only opened her eyes slightly after the last silver needle was pulled out of her body.

After the doctor put the silver needles into his medicine box, he carefully reminded the emperor, "Your Majesty, an excessive dose of medicine can harm your health. Please think carefully."

Jiang Xiyu nodded, straightened his robes, and then instructed the chief eunuch to send the person out.

After seeing the person off, the chief eunuch returned with the medicine, followed by Li Qingluan.

Li Qingluan followed behind with her head slightly lowered. She wanted to look up at His Majesty, but dared not be too presumptuous with her gaze.

The chief eunuch stopped and turned around, saying to her, "Please go and serve His Majesty his medicine, my beauty."

Li Qingluan's shoulders trembled slightly, as if she were flattered.

She took the medicine from the eunuch before daring to raise her eyes.

His Majesty was dressed in a simple white robe, sitting upright on the couch with his legs crossed in a lazy yet elegant posture.

The shimmering light reflected off his profile, making it appear like jade, a scene straight out of an ink painting, with fair skin and striking features. Stripped of his opulent imperial robes, His Majesty's aloof and unapproachable demeanor was subtly revealed, inspiring an inexplicable desire to draw closer.

No matter how tempted Li Qingluan was, she knew that this was not something to be taken lightly.

Even in a sudden, unexpected eye contact, the aloofness in His Majesty's eyes still created a sense of pressure.

This was the first time Li Qingluan had formally met the emperor's gaze.

She felt as if everything about her was laid bare, as if those indifferent eyes had seen right through her.

The medicinal soup in the jade bowl rippled slightly in a flurry.

Li Qingluan dared not look any longer, and quickly lowered her head to carry the medicine over, slowly kneeling in front of the bed.

Jiang Xiyu remained in the same position, looking down at her quietly.

His gaze was devoid of emotion, pressing down on Li Qingluan, who seemed to be trembling all over.

Jiang Xiyu knelt down and admired the view for a moment before instructing, "Come closer."

Li Qingluan bit her lip and rubbed her knees together to take two steps forward.

Holding the medicine bowl, her voice trembled slightly as she softly said, "Your Majesty, please take the medicine."

Jiang Xiyu didn't answer, but asked her calmly, "Is the beauty cold? Why are you shivering so badly?"

Li Qingluan was startled and almost spilled the medicine.

"Your Majesty... I'm just a little nervous."

It was like teasing an animal that had done something wrong. Jiang Xiyu had teased it enough, and now she mercifully took it.

He raised his arm as if to take a sip.

Li Qingluan secretly glanced at him and saw that he seemed to have swallowed, making her heart pound as if it would jump out of her chest.

Before the smile could even form on her face, the brown medicine was splashed onto her face.

"Ah!" Li Qingluan exclaimed in surprise.

Even so, she was hesitant to back down.

Jiang Xiyu smiled with satisfaction and poured out all the medicine in the bowl.

The shadow cast by his long, slightly drooping eyelashes made his eyes appear somewhat sinister.

"This medicine... is too bitter," Jiang Xiyu said slowly, then loosened his long fingers slightly, and the jade bowl fell to the ground with a dull thud, rolling all the way to Li Qingluan's knees.

Li Qingluan turned deathly pale with fright. She frantically kowtowed to the ground, forcing herself to remain calm, and said, "Your Majesty, please calm down, Your Majesty, please calm down..."

Jiang Xiyu called to her gently, "My beauty, how is the medicine?"

Li Qingluan immediately began to tremble, stammering and unsure how to respond.

After a while, a cold voice came from above.

"look up."

Li Qingluan straightened up with a sense of despair.

The emperor before me seemed to have changed completely. Although he still looked gentle and refined, he seemed to have cracked and inexplicably exuded a sharp edge.

It is no longer something to be approached, but something to be feared and mysterious.

"What a pity, it's spilled." Jiang Xiyu tilted her head slightly and said, her tone seemingly filled with deep sorrow.

He paused for a moment, as if he had suddenly thought of a fun idea, and then smiled at Li Qingluan and said, "It would be boring if only I drank such a fun drink. If my beauty doesn't mind, you can drink the ones on the ground as well. I think I will have a great time tonight."

This was no longer the seemingly harmless monarch; his smile concealed a fierce cruelty.

Li Qingluan's mind went blank. Instinctively, she backed away in fear, saying, "Your Majesty... I... I don't understand what you mean..."

Jiang Xiyu patted the spot beside him and said in a calm tone, "If you drink it, I will allow you to come up tonight. If you don't drink it, I will kill you."

Li Qingluan was stunned.

Your Majesty's reaction must mean you know she tampered with the medicine.

Before she could even react, the head eunuch said to the eunuch, "Guards, restrain her."

"If the beauty does not drink, she will be disobeying the imperial decree, and disobeying the imperial decree is a capital offense."

Li Qingluan was being escorted by the eunuchs, and her originally beautiful face was now etched with humiliation.

Tears streamed down her face as she looked up at the feet of the person sitting on the couch, sobbing, "I...I'll drink it, Your Majesty, spare me! Your Majesty, spare me!"

Jiang Xiyu smiled and slightly raised her hand.

The eunuchs immediately released her.

Li Qingluan lay on the ground, her long hair already soaked by the water from the medicinal soup.

Terrified, she tasted the medicine on the ground.

When the hellish torment finally subsided, she collapsed to the ground, her eyes filled with despair.

Jiang Xiyu glanced at her indifferently, then rested his hands on his knees and asked, "Is it good?"

Her disheveled hair plastered to her temples, a far cry from her previous captivating beauty.

Li Qingluan dared not disobey, and could only cry as she said, "Yes, it tastes good."

"Look at you, your makeup is all ruined from crying." Jiang Xiyu sighed, then looked away and ordered, "Zhuosheng, take her back."

A surge of heat began to rise within her. Li Qingluan gritted her teeth and pleaded indistinctly, "Your Majesty, didn't you say that I... I could go to bed with you as long as I finished drinking?"

She bit her lip so hard it almost bled, but she didn't dare say what came next.

"Get into bed?" Jiang Xiyu lowered his eyes, fiddled with the jade ring on his finger, and suddenly let out a light, mocking laugh: "Aren't you afraid of dying?"

Li Qingluan froze on the spot, her pupils contracting and suddenly reflecting the sinister and perverse expression of the person in charge.

Jiang Xiyu frowned, revealing some impatience, and completely lost interest.

The eunuchs, not daring to delay, dragged the person away.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, are you alright?"

After the man was dragged away, the chief eunuch rushed forward and asked him anxiously, fearing that he had drunk the liquid.

Jiang Xiyu gave him a reassuring look, coughed lightly, and said, "I'm fine."

The chief eunuch then asked, "What should be done with Consort Li?"

Something seemed to be rising from his throat, but Jiang Xiyu suppressed it and said in a low voice, "Lock her up. I have a great use for her."

"Yes."

The head eunuch personally went to exchange a bowl of medicinal soup for Jiang Xiyu. When Jiang Xiyu reached out to take it, he felt dizzy.

He clutched his chest, his breathing suddenly becoming rapid.

In an instant, the jade bowl, having lost its support, shattered on the ground, and the medicine splashed onto her clothes.

The rising mist swirled in his pupils, making everything before Jiang Xiyu's eyes dark.

Before the chief eunuch could react, the person on the bed had already collapsed.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

"Someone come here! Someone come here quickly! Summon the imperial physician!"