Quick Transmigration: What's Wrong with the Yandere Male Lead? It's So Good!

She walked to the bedside and sat down tentatively. The mattress was thick and not hard.

With the bed curtains blocking out the light, it was perfect for her to catch up on her sleep. She leaned back and collapsed onto the bed, her limbs outstretched.

[888, wake me up when it's time to pick up lunch, I'm going to take a nap.]

【OK. 】

Jiang Rangrang felt like the time had passed in the blink of an eye. She felt like she had just fallen asleep when she was woken up by 888, even though she had actually slept for three hours.

Jiang Rangrang stretched and got up to go to the imperial kitchen.

As soon as she stepped into the imperial kitchen, she was made hungry by the aroma of the food.

The imperial kitchen was very busy at this time, but it was also orderly despite the chaos. She looked at the rows of neatly stacked food boxes and was at a loss.

[888, which one is for the Cold Palace? They all look the same in this row.]

The original text didn't go into such detail; why don't you ask around?

Okay.

Just as Jiang Rangrang was trying to find someone to ask, a fat chef with a fierce face suddenly appeared, his voice as loud as a bell, making her ears ring:

"Who's in charge of the Cold Palace?!"

"Oh! Me!"

Jiang Rangrang instinctively raised her hand and quickly ran over.

The portly chef glanced at her and handed her a heavy, red lacquered food box: "Hold on tight!"

"Okay." Jiang Rangrang obediently picked up the food box with both hands.

How many dishes are in this food box? It's so heavy!

On her way back to the Cold Palace, she walked slowly, afraid of spilling the food.

The main problem was that it was too heavy, and after stopping and starting along the way, we finally returned to the Cold Palace.

She took a deep breath and pushed open the mottled vermilion door.

The courtyard was eerily quiet, not a soul in sight. Sigh, this is really going to be a hassle. Where is she going to send it?

"girl."

"what!"

Jiang Rangrang was startled by the sudden sound coming from behind him.

Her short scream startled Laifu.

The two looked at each other, and the little eunuch Laifu clutched his heart and slowly...

After he calmed down, he said, "Miss Jiang, come with me."

Jiang Rangrang nodded and followed.

"Just bring the meals to this yard at the appointed time every day."

A nice house hidden among the dilapidated buildings came into view.

It was clean, the window paper was intact, and the courtyard was quiet and secluded with flowers, but it was a bit hidden away.

"Understood," Jiang Rangrang replied.

Laifu looked at the palace maid with suspicion. Why did she take his job of delivering meals?

This doesn't look like the kind of face that Master would covet for someone's beauty. Besides, Master isn't a womanizer.

"Never mind, no, a servant like me can't guess what the master is thinking," Lai Fu thought to himself as he walked away.

It was late autumn, and the windows were closed.

Jiang Rangrang walked to the door, took a deep breath, and pushed it open.

In ancient times, there were no glass windows, so the room was dimly lit, and there was a faint fragrance in the air.

A young man dressed in a moon-white robe was sitting on a daybed by the window, reading a book with his head slightly lowered.

He turned around when he heard the door open.

The moment Jiang Rangrang saw his face, her eyes widened in shock.

She wasn't shocked by the male lead's looks; she was already prepared for his appearance, so she wouldn't be surprised no matter how handsome he was.

After all, he's a male protagonist in a female-oriented novel, how could he be ugly?

It's his appearance...it's so similar!

How come the male lead looks so much like the male lead in her previous mission world?

They're almost 80% similar!

Jiang Rangrang blinked a few times, trying hard to control herself from making any inexplicable reactions. In fact, the knuckles of her fingers holding the food box had turned white.

In Xiao Huaiyan's eyes, this meant she was nervous.

She was indeed nervous, but not for any other reason than the shock of discovering that her new mission target looked just like her first love.

[888 Look at him, he looks so much like Qiao Yizhou!]

888 naturally discovered this as well, and after investigating the cause, it said: "Host, after testing, this should just be a coincidence."

According to big data analysis, the male protagonists in these online novels often have highly similar appearances when described by the authors.

For example, descriptions like "sharply sculpted," "deep-set eyes," and "sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes" will likely result in faces that are very similar to the modeled faces generated.

Jiang Rangrang breathed a sigh of relief: "That's true. After all, there are only so many words to describe a handsome man, but there are countless words in novels. There aren't enough words to go around."

"I...I've come to bring you food."

Once Jiang Rangrang understood, he immediately began his performance without any preamble.

Xiao Huaiyan found her nervousness endearing and chuckled as he asked, "Do you know who I am?"

Jiang Rangrang pursed her lips, glanced at him quickly, and said cautiously, "You should know."

"who I am?"

"You are the former Crown Prince."

Xiao Huaiyan felt a chill run down his spine when she said "Your Highness the Crown Prince" in a soft voice, unlike how she did with everyone else.

"Let's serve the food."

Jiang Rangrang carried the food box over, opened it, and took out the food one by one and arranged it on the table. The more she arranged the food, the hungrier she became, because everything was delicious.

[888 I'm so hungry too... This world is so unkind to me.]

Thinking of the life the host endured in the previous world, 888 said with heartache, "The host suffered."

The food was laid out on the table, and the aroma of the warm dishes wafted out.

The four dishes were a mix of meat and vegetables, along with a fragrant bowl of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, fruit, and pastries. The staple foods were rice and steamed buns!

The food was so exquisite that it was hardly the kind of treatment a prisoner in a cold palace should receive.

Has he become so powerful that he doesn't even need to pretend anymore? Isn't he just lying low?

Jiang Rangrang's mind was filled with all sorts of wild thoughts.

Xiao Huaiyan, however, kept looking at Jiang Rangrang's small face with its long, drooping eyelashes.

Her movements were disciplined, showing no curiosity or prying in his direction whatsoever.

Well, she didn't show any of the timidity or servility commonly seen in palace servants; she was simply obedient and did her job well.

His gaze remained fixed on her the entire time.

It's too weird, weird in a way that suits my taste.

The light becomes dim when it shines through the window paper, but when it falls on the girl's profile, it's as if a filter has been added to her face.

Her face was still covered with deliberately disguised yellow and black patches, concealing her delicate and fair skin, but her beautiful eyes could not be hidden.

Those eyes were large and long, with slightly upturned corners, and the pupils were the color of amber. The eyes were as clear as if they were filled with a spring.

Pure and clean, untouched by any filth of this dirty palace.

He recalled how nervous she was when she pushed the door open, yet she still managed to put on a brave face—it was so endearing!

Her innocent and beautiful appearance seemed out of place in this gloomy and desolate cold palace.

It was completely out of place in this cannibalistic palace.

Xiao Huaiyan's thin lips curved slightly, his voice was clear and gentle, with a hint of huskiness, making it sound exceptionally mild and harmless.

"Have a meal with me."

The moment the words left his mouth, Jiang Rangrang instantly sprang into action: "Your Highness, this... I dare not."

Her voice was soft and sweet; she wasn't saying it was against the rules, but rather that she didn't dare.

Xiao Huaiyan was amused by her again:

"It's alright. As you can see, there's plenty of food. It's just the two of us in the Cold Palace, so we'll eat together from now on."

Jiang Rangrang's big eyes lit up: "Really? Is it possible?"

Looking at her adorable appearance, a dark glint flashed in the depths of Xiao Huaiyan's eyes: "Sit down."

Jiang Rangrang sat down.