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

Chapter 180 Unruly, Ruthless, and Cunning Prince (Gong) VS Debauched, Insane, and Sickly Emperor (Sh

I didn't manage to wipe the sweat off.

Yuan Huan would not return the handkerchief.

After everyone left, Jiang Xiyu drank a few sips of water, finally easing the dryness in her throat.

He has desires, but he won't admit it to Yuan Huan.

Yuan Huan intended to test him, but in the end, he was the one who would suffer.

When he was upset, Jiang Xiyu was happy.

When the chief eunuch came in and saw that His Majesty was in a good mood, he couldn't help but guess, "Is His Majesty so happy because of the spring hunt?"

Jiang Xiyu's eyebrows twitched, which could be considered as acquiescence.

The chief eunuch remained worried and said, "Your Majesty should take care of your health."

In recent years, His Majesty's health has deteriorated, and he is prone to illness, so he has not been to the hunting grounds for a long time. Although the physician says that His Majesty's health has improved and he can attend the spring hunt, the physician still gives him countless instructions.

Jiang Xiyu smiled and said, "I understand. Go and make the preparations."

After receiving the message, the chief eunuch withdrew, and the eunuchs then began preparing the items for His Majesty's entourage.

The preparations for the spring hunt were entirely entrusted to the Prime Minister, with the Empress Dowager overseeing the operation from the palace. The Imperial Guards and other officials set off ahead to the hunting grounds to drive and release the prey and to patrol the perimeter. Other princes and ministers were allowed to bring their children on the day of the hunt.

Seven days later, the spring hunt began.

As dawn was breaking, the banners of the Lishan Palace fluttered in the wind. The imperial guards who had accompanied the emperor lined up from the mountainside to the foot of the mountain, deliberately keeping their footsteps low so as not to wake the emperor. The eunuchs, carrying palace lanterns, mingled among them, making preparations in an orderly manner.

After an incense stick had burned, the chief eunuch saw that it was almost time, so he led the eunuchs to open the palace door, intending to serve His Majesty in washing up.

Jiang Xiyu woke up early and couldn't fall back asleep. The maid helped him put on his hat and change his clothes.

Yuan Huan stood guard outside the palace. After hearing the tinkling of jade pendants, he knew that the man had come out.

He had seen the young emperor in his prime, so he knew exactly what a captivating figure lay beneath that cloak.

Jiang Xiyu was helped out. She glanced at Yuan Huan and saw his silver armor and bright clothes, his handsome and imposing appearance. She couldn't help but feel a little dazed, as if she had returned to the first time she met this imposing guy.

Yuan Huan stepped forward to request orders.

Jiang Xiyu looked up at the sky and gave the order to set off.

Everything outside the palace was ready, and the troops were waiting.

Jiang Xiyu couldn't ride a horse, so he had to travel by carriage. Before he got into the carriage, Yuan Huan walked to his side and reached out his arm to help him up.

Jiang Xiyu glanced at the people waving away and then placed his hand on theirs.

The muscles beneath his palm were firm and powerful. Jiang Xiyu curled his fingers slightly and smiled silently.

As the emperor arrived, a large group of people followed and guarded him from behind.

Garuda spread its wings and soared into the clouds, its dark shadow leaping over the holy carriage.

Jiang Xiyu heard the eagle's cry, lifted the curtain to peek, and the next moment a shadow fell. Yuan Huan, riding on his horse, stared at him and said, "If Your Majesty is bored, you may summon it back."

Jiang Xiyu remained silent, his gaze drawn to the horse beneath him.

The horse was jet black, with sharp, snow-white hooves, a phoenix-winged headdress, a magnificent mane, and powerfully muscular physique, making it look truly majestic.

Jiang Xiyu examined it for a long time, then lowered his eyes and sighed inwardly. Yuan Huan's horse was another top-quality one.

Unfortunately, he couldn't ride it.

Yuan Huan, however, seemed to see through his thoughts and pulled on the reins, saying, "This horse is called Snow-Treading Black Steed."

Jiang Xiyu glanced sideways.

Yuan Huan told him with a smile, "This is something even more precious than an eagle."

Jiang Xiyu felt a strong urge to own the horse.

Yuan Huan pretended not to know and said only, "If Your Majesty is willing, I can take you riding."

Jiang Xiyu refused without batting an eye and lowered the curtain.

The young emperor's refusal meant the same thing as his 'want,' and his eyes also contained a hint of temptation, which he may not have even realized himself.

Yuan Huan chuckled, thinking that sooner or later he would bring him here on horseback.

Upon arriving at the hunting grounds, all the officials were already waiting outside.

The imperial carriage stopped, and Jiang Xiyu stepped out, whereupon a large group of people knelt on the ground.

After the formalities were dispensed, the Prime Minister stepped forward and asked with concern, "How is Your Majesty's health?"

Jiang Xiyu smiled faintly and said, "Everything is fine."

Once inside the hunting grounds, he was to oversee the spring hunt, and according to custom, he was the one to shoot the first arrow.

There was no need for the arrow to hit anything. Jiang Xiyu caught the arrow, nocked it, and drew the bowstring.

Not far away, Xie Chenyao's usually cold face showed a hint of emotion.

His Majesty's face was like fine jade, and his scarlet robes exuded youthful vigor; he truly looked much better.

With a whistling of feathers and thunderous hooves, the scions of noble families charged off on horseback, each eager to claim the Emperor's prize.

The Prime Minister asked, "What is the prize Your Majesty has prepared?"

Jiang Xiyu hadn't really thought it through. He glanced down at the jade ornament at his waist, flicked it with his long fingers, and it jingled.

He took it down and said, "I will use this set of jade as the prize. What do you think, teacher?"

The Prime Minister looked at it and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, this is far too precious."

Jiang Xiyu smiled and handed the jade pendant to the chief eunuch.

Yuan Huan squinted at it, showing little interest in the jade pendant.

The young emperor changes his prize every day without repeating the same thing. If this prize were one of his other personal items, he wouldn't mind competing with the others for it.

The Prime Minister noticed Yuan Huan and asked him why he wasn't going.

Yuan Huan casually made up an excuse, then looked at Jiang Xiyu and said, "Your Majesty, would you like to try out my Snow-Treading Black Steed?"

Jiang Xiyu was somewhat tempted, but after sitting in the carriage for half a day, he really didn't want to move anymore.

So he said, "Tomorrow."

After saying this, he followed the group of ministers back to their camp.

Yuan Huan felt there were too many people, so he simply stayed by his side without leaving for a moment.

Some ministers wanted to speak, but seeing Yuan Huan's fierce appearance, they all dared not say anything.

As dusk approached, fires were lit in the camp, and the hunters returned one after another on horseback. When the appointed time came, the guards began to count each person's game and finally returned to the camp to report.

The winner of the spring hunt was Xie Chenyao.

As soon as the guard finished speaking, various voices congratulating the prime minister rose from the tent.

The prime minister was also pleased and rose to return their congratulations.

Jiang Xiyu hadn't heard this name in a long time. After a moment, he smiled and said, "Let him in."

When Xie Chenyao walked in, his ethereal face was stained with a few drops of blood, which only made his features appear more striking.

Jiang Xiyu admired him greatly, both for his looks and his talent.

After he bowed, he smiled and said, "Guards, bestow the prize upon Young Master Xie."

"Yes." The chief eunuch accepted the order and stepped forward, holding the emperor's jade pendant.

Xie Chenyao glanced at it, accepted it with both hands, and said, "Thank you for your great kindness, Your Majesty."

Jiang Xiyu stood up and walked to him, looking down at him for a moment before saying softly, "Get up."

The tone was gentle, accompanied by a faint, cool fragrance.

Xie Chenyao felt a sudden tightness in his chest, and inexplicably became nervous.

He picked up the jade pendant.

To show his favor, Jiang Xiyu took a soft handkerchief from her sleeve and handed it to him, saying, "Wipe yourself."

Xie Chenyao was stunned, and suddenly looked up at him.

Jiang Xiyu smiled slightly, gesturing for him to continue.

The chief eunuch also said, "Young Master Xie, please accept this; it is an immense honor."

While everyone else was envious, Yuan Huan's expression suddenly turned cold.