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

After Jiang Xiyu coaxed her by lowering his stance, Yuejia, although still not paying much attention to him, did not continue to talk about going out.

After coaxing the person and using a little trick to make them fall asleep, Jiang Xiyu went back to handling government affairs.

He had just stretched his back and entered the main hall when he met Xiu Jie, who had come looking for him.

Xiu Jie had heard a little about the argument in the Demon Emperor's Palace last night. Seeing his listless state, he frowned and said, "Your Majesty has finally returned, can't you handle some important matters?"

He wasn't interested in Jiang Xiyu's dissolute affairs, but some official matters had indeed been delayed for too long.

Jiang Xiyu felt a headache coming on and wanted to rub his temples, but his wrists were sore from massaging Yuejia with his claws in the Demon Emperor's Palace for so long. Jiang Xiyu paused, then went inside to ask Xiu Jie what was wrong.

Xiu Jie skillfully placed the piled-up government documents on the Jiangxi Jade Table.

Jiang Xiyu looked at the pile of official documents taller than a person and his lips twitched. "So many?"

Xiu Jie shrugged and said, "Otherwise what? Your Majesty, you go to Cibei Temple for several months at a time, and this is considered a small amount. If you don't come back for another three or five years, this palace will be full of them..."

Jiang Xiyu sighed.

He unfolded the official document, and although he thought he was still illiterate, he was surprisingly able to understand the obscure script.

Actually, it wasn't anything major. The ten domains of the demon realm have always been peaceful. However, the matters presented were things that required his approval. The content was nothing more than what kind of facilities to build for the benefit of demons, what kind of trouble had occurred there, and what kind of money they wanted. At the end, they would also add a greeting, wishing the Demon Emperor a long life.

Jiang Xiyu looked at it and thought it was fine, so he took the gold seal and stamped it on.

The result was a golden cat paw that looked like a plum blossom.

Although the demons were puzzled as to why His Majesty had chosen such an unimpressive and domineering design as the golden seal, the cat paw seal carried his unique demonic aura, a power so strong that it commanded submission, so no one dared to object.

Jiang Xiyu sighed from the bottom of her heart.

After using magic to cover all the political documents with the cat's paws, he sat on the throne and yawned.

Xiu Jie was very satisfied with his efficiency, his face relaxed, and he even had the mind to tease the demon servants about what they were discussing.

Overnight, rumors such as "the Demon Emperor cheated on his wife" spread.

Jiang Xiyu never expected it to be this outrageous.

Xiu Jie suppressed a laugh and said in a serious tone, "I heard you were kicked out of the Demon Emperor's Palace last night?"

Jiang Xiyu: "..."

"I understand. After all, you are a dignified demon emperor, yet you only have one demon empress in your harem and no other demon concubines. This is indeed a difficult situation for you."

Jiang Xiyu understood the meaning behind his words perfectly, grabbed a government document and threw it at Xiu Jie.

"Alright, alright, I won't say anymore." Xiu Jie flashed away, catching the official document with his magic. He paused, as if remembering something, and said, "But to be honest, those old guys are very concerned about Your Majesty's succession."

"If you and the Empress have been married for so long and still have no children, it's bound to make people..."

"What do you know?" Jiang Xiyu frowned slightly, then interrupted helplessly with an excuse: "He's not in good health, let's not talk about this."

In fact, Jiang Xiyu really couldn't imagine having a child.

He and Yuejia did not consummate their marriage, and he has never been able to touch Yuejia's body under her clothes without any hindrance.

Although Jiang Xiyu didn't care much about who was on top or bottom, he had more important things to do right now. Besides, when it comes to matters of love between men and women, mutual affection is the key.

Jiang Xiyu really had no desire to think about it.

Xiu Jie assumed that he was just being overly affectionate towards Yue Jia, shook his head, and said nothing more.

After a moment of silence, he changed the subject and asked, "So how long will you stay in the demon realm this time? Are you going back to the Compassion Temple?"

Whenever Cibei Temple is mentioned, Xiu Jie thinks of the monk who looks exactly like the Demon Queen.

Jiang Xiyu was taken aback upon hearing this.

He has indeed been back in the demon realm for some time now, and it's unknown whether Shiga's magical power has recovered.

If he doesn't recover, he can't leave Yuejia. At least for now, Jiang Xiyu feels more at ease having the person under his watchful eye.

Because of this, Yuejia will not act rashly, and Shijia will not be in danger.

Jiang Xiyu pondered for a moment before replying to Xiu Jie, "Let's wait a while longer."

Xiu Jie nodded, suddenly recalling the atmosphere between the Grand Master and Jiang Xiyu last time. To be honest, he still felt something was off.

He remained silent for a moment, and when he heard Jiang Xiyu say this, he echoed, "Actually, there's no rush to go back. Just thinking about those monks is boring. If you ask me, nowhere else is as carefree and happy as the demon realm."

In fact, whether in the demon realm or the Compassion Temple, it was all the same to Jiang Xiyu.

So when he heard Xiu Jie say that, he just smiled faintly and said, "The Compassion Temple has done immeasurable good deeds. It is already a blessing from heaven that I can cultivate there."

At least, during his time practicing at Cibei Temple, his cultivation improved significantly.

Xiu Jie asked, "Don't you get bored being by that Grand Master's side every day?"

Jiang Xiyu shook her head.

Xiu Jie said half-jokingly, "That's right. With his face that looks just like your wife's, you probably wouldn't even think about having a home."

Isn't this just like being by the side of the Empress Dowager?

Jiang Xiyu's expression suddenly darkened after hearing this.

If Jiang Xiyu hadn't known Xiu Jie's rough and unruly nature, he would have severely punished anyone else who had said those words.

Jiang Xiyu raised her eyes slightly to look at Xiu Jie, her tone serious and earnest: "A mage is different; you are not allowed to speak so offensively."

Xiu Jie was stunned for a moment. Seeing Jiang Xiyu's solemn expression, he scratched his head and couldn't figure out what he had said that offended him.

However, seeing how much he defended the Grand Master Yujing, Xiu Jie couldn't say anything.

After a cup of tea, Xiu Jie left the main hall with the official documents that Jiang Xiyu had prepared.

The air finally quieted down, and Jiang Xiyu breathed a sigh of relief, leaning back lazily on the throne and closing his eyes.

After closing his eyes for only a short while, suddenly, the Buddhist prayer beads on his wrist appeared.

Jiang Xiyu sensed it and opened her eyes.

He took off the Buddhist prayer beads from his wrist. The beads emitted a bright light for a moment, and then slowly dimmed.

This continued for a while, and Jiang Xiyu, not knowing what was happening, tentatively called out to the prayer beads, "Master?"