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

The thick darkness of the night was hidden deep within my pupils, making it seem as if I could see nothing but the person in front of me.

The hall was plunged into darkness, with only the cold, faint moonlight reflecting through, casting the figures of the two slowly onto the misty gauze curtain, their shadows flickering and intertwined.

During Yuejia's one-sided confrontation, Jiang Xiyu's aura lingered around him, seemingly omnipresent.

Yuejia was enveloped in it. Although she had long been accustomed to the fragrance on Jiang Xiyu's body, for some reason, her heart trembled uncontrollably at this moment.

The fragrance is subtle yet penetrating, like petals crushed into juice, flowing into the heart.

Whether it was the enchanting fragrance or the lingering regret in his heart, Yuejia couldn't help but raise his hand. He leaned closer to Jiang Xiyu as if possessed, as if trying to soothe the sorrow between his brows.

But before his fingertips could even touch her, Jiang Xiyu opened her eyes as if sensing something.

Yuejia's hand froze in mid-air. After realizing what he had just tried to do, his face immediately darkened.

In the dim light, and with the two so close, Jiang Xiyu finally saw Yuejia's face clearly. Then, looking at his hand that was resting in front of him, Jiang Xiyu asked softly, "What's wrong?"

The voice was slightly hoarse, and seemed to carry a fragrance.

When the words reached Yuejia's ears, she felt a tingling sensation in her chest for a fleeting moment.

He paused for a moment, then lowered his eyes, casually withdrew his hand, and said in an annoyed tone, "Too noisy."

Jiang Xiyu listened with some confusion.

Did I wake you up?

There was no sound here, so how could I be woken up?

Jiang Xiyu thought about it for a moment, feeling quite helpless.

He assumed that Yuejia was just feeling resentful because she was trapped, and that she was throwing a tantrum, so he didn't say anything.

Unable to get him to speak for a long time, Yuejia suddenly became irritable.

He cursed under his breath, wondering what Shiga was thinking. A strange feeling settled in his heart, as if a light drizzle had fallen on a neglected part of his soul, leaving a damp and astringent feeling.

This unpleasant feeling can only be slightly relieved when one sees the person in front of them.

Yuejia took a deep breath, suppressing her intense and overwhelming emotions.

Aside from this one thing affecting him, Yuejia was actually quite happy with everything else.

After all, it was indeed a good thing for Shiga to fall in love.

Because this means that Shiga has a weakness.

When he has no weakness, Shiga's golden body is indestructible, and nothing in this world can harm him.

But when he develops emotions and has things he cares about, these become his weaknesses, and he will experience various anxieties and desires. The more desires related to greed, anger, and ignorance accumulate in Shika's heart, the stronger he will become.

So what Yuejia needs to do right now is wait.

He was waiting for an opportunity to seize Shiga's body, until his strength was enough to sever his connection with Shiga again. Yuejia believed that once his connection with Shiga was severed, the Demon Emperor would no longer be able to influence him.

Besides, he was already extremely disgusted with these emotions.

To him, the Demon Emperor was nothing more than a pawn; he didn't care about him at all...

As Yuejia pondered, her emotions were suddenly suppressed and calmed down.

He looked up, his gaze cold as if he didn't want to see Jiang Xiyu, but in the dim light of the hall, his eyes blatantly fell on Jiang Xiyu's face.

He stared at him with a very direct look in his eyes, which gradually became scrutinizing. He was scrutinizing the person in front of him, not understanding why Shiga was so moved.

Once you've touched it, you can't take your eyes off it anymore.

Shiga liked it, he liked it...

He stared silently at Jiang Xiyu's silhouette. After what seemed like an eternity, he heard the other man suddenly speak, his voice very soft: "What are you looking at?"

Yuejia seemed to be suddenly awakened by his words, and said with a pale face, "It's nothing!"

His tone betrayed an unconscious panic and an attempt to cover something up.

Jiang Xiyu stared at him for a long time before getting up.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Yuejia acted faster than he thought. He subconsciously reached out and grabbed Jiang Xiyu's wrist, asking, "Where are you going?"

Jiang Xiyu paused for a moment, feeling the hand tighten around her wrist. After a short while, she said in a gentle tone, "I'm not going anywhere, I just want to stand here for a while."

He keenly sensed the change in Yuejia's emotions. She had originally intended to say that she wanted to go for a walk, but the words came out like this.

Jiang Xiyu sighed and had no choice but to sit back down on the couch.

Yuejia stared at her hand, which was gripping Jiang Xiyu's wrist, and frowned.

He then realized that he had been influenced by Shiga, gritted his teeth, and let go.

But after letting go, a huge sense of loss welled up inside me.

It's hard to explain, hard to define...

Yuejia had never been led around like this before. His expression was calm, and he thought for a moment with a vengeful look. As if he had thought of something, his red eyes shimmered slightly, and he seemed to have transformed into a bewitching and alluring Guanyin once again.

He said to Jiang Xiyu, "Come to the bed..."

Since Shiga wants to get close to him so much, he'll reciprocate and grant his request.

Jiang Xiyu was taken aback upon hearing this. He narrowed his eyes and did not immediately agree.

Yuejia felt his gaze, but didn't seem to care much, saying, "Husband, aren't you tired of guarding me? Come and sleep in the bed."

As if he had completely forgotten the previous confrontation between the two, he reverted to his previous feigned and evasive manner.

Jiang Xiyu knew he was probably plotting something again, but he was indeed a little tired, so he smiled faintly and did not refuse.

Yuejia moved her body inside.

Jiang Xiyu just lifted a corner of the quilt.

Yuejia deliberately softened her voice and said gently, "Would you like me to help you change, my husband?"

Jiang Xiyu paused for a moment.

"No need."

After saying that, he was about to take off his outer clothes.

In the stillness, Yuejia heard the sound of his clothes being taken off and rubbed together.

The pale moonlight flowed gently, and through the silvery frost, Yuejia saw Jiang Xiyu take off her purple robe. The delicate veil of rose petals, noble and beautiful, fell from her body like petals falling.

Tall and slender figure, extremely narrow waist, smooth and delicate.

Even though for those who practice Buddhism, their physical form is nothing more than a skeleton, Yuejia was inexplicably unable to look away from it at this moment.

He rarely slept in the same bed with the person in front of him. Of course, it was because he was good at using his face to bewitch the other party, and the Demon Emperor always indulged him, sleeping in the side hall. As a result, they were not like a real couple in the secular world.

Yuejia has consumed many desires.

He knew perfectly well that the reason he couldn't take his eyes off him was because of lust.

Removing the last layer of clothing, Jiang Xiyu casually raised his eyes to meet Yue Jia's gaze.

His long, silvery-white hair fell behind him, like crimson frost, gently cascading down with his movements.

With her hair falling to the side of her face, Jiang Xiyu had to use her fingertips to hook the long hair behind her ear, revealing her fair neck and alluring Adam's apple.

In that instant, Yuejia seemed to be lost in Jiang Xiyu's affectionate eyes.