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

The neckline was pulled open, exposing her fair shoulders and the light red bodice to the air.

Jiang Rangrang was genuinely flustered. She was a little intimidated by this kind of yandere who didn't even bother to pretend anymore. It wasn't that she was cowardly, but that she needed time to process it!

She's too normal. She thinks that intimate relationships should start with some familiarity and develop naturally.

This can't be done on the first meeting! We need to figure something out...

Xiao Huaiyan went further and further, until…

"Waaaah... Your Highness, please don't do this, I'm scared..."

Large tears streamed down her fair cheeks.

That's right, Jiang Rangrang used her special skill: crying!

She was betting that he still didn't want her to be afraid of him! If she lost the bet, she would accept it; sooner or later, it was still him.

Xiao Huaiyan finally stopped crying and looked down at the person on the table.

Her hair had long since come undone, and her long, smooth, black hair was spread messily on the table.

His amber eyes were brimming with tears, just as beautiful and alluring as he had imagined.

His lips were red and slightly swollen, a result of his recent work.

Her whole body trembled slightly, and the curves of her body moved with her movements.

Does she really not know how alluring she is?

She looked so pitiful that he wanted to have her immediately.

ah~

I really didn't want to let her go, but she was terrified, and I didn't want to see her because she was afraid of me.

Give her two more days to adjust; it's normal for a woman to be afraid of this kind of thing.

But this person can't escape; he's destined to be his!

He reached out and scooped her up from the table, holding her in his arms, his voice low and hoarse as he comforted her:

"Don't cry, I won't touch you anymore."

Jiang Rangrang breathed a sigh of relief, but she still had some aftereffects from crying so hard that she kept hiccuping.

Xiao Huaiyan sighed and gently smoothed her hair, patting her back lightly.

"Don't be afraid, you won't regret following me. I can give you everything you want."

Jiang Rangrang thought to himself as he hiccuped:

I believe you, but it can't be this fast. At least give me some kind of treatment, like in the original story!

How can someone so fully awake accept this? It's only our first meeting!

Now that the clothes were on and 888's perspective had returned, it asked anxiously:

[Host, how are you? This male lead is terrifying; Qiao Yizhou is practically an angel compared to him.]

Jiang Rangrang closed his eyes:

[Stop talking, I almost cried myself to sleep before he finally stopped.]

It's not that I can't accept it, but there should be a process involved, don't you think?

Yes, yes, that's right, he went too far.

The two leaders were secretly cricketing, and Xiao Huaiyan was also in a terrible state; he was almost bursting with suffocation but still had to comfort them.

Jiang Rangrang, who was already sleep-deprived, finally stopped hiccuping and fell asleep, carefree as she slept in Xiao Huaiyan's arms.

When Xiao Huaiyan discovered it, he smiled helplessly and indulgently. He liked her cute and confused appearance.

He picked the child up and placed them on his bed, then sat on the edge of the bed, looking down at that little face for a long time.

"Laifu, get all the men from Wuhui out there and get rid of everyone on the list."

Wu Hui is an organization he personally established, filled with top-tier experts.

While Jiang Rangrang was sleeping soundly, Xiao Huaiyan issued an order much earlier than in the original story.

He ordered those who needed to be dealt with to be punished, and prepared to ascend the throne.

Xiao Huaiyan's idea was simple: maybe if he became the emperor, his little darling wouldn't be so afraid?

There is nothing in this world that makes one feel safer than having one's husband be the emperor.

The thought process of a yandere can be summed up in two words: bizarre!

888 paced back and forth in the system space, muttering to itself, "Why has the plot changed again...?"

When Jiang Rangrang woke up, it was already dinner time; she had slept all afternoon.

"Make way, come over here."

Jiang Rangrang was still a little dazed, but she instantly woke up when she heard Xiao Huaiyan's voice.

She looked over and saw him sitting at the table, where dinner was already laid out.

Jiang Rangrang quickly got up and hesitated before stepping over.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty."

Seeing her looking like a frightened little rabbit, Xiao Huaiyan helplessly reached out and pulled her over.

Jiang Rangrang sat down stiffly next to him, her eyes lowered, but she had already taken the opportunity to observe what they would have for dinner.

Vegetable and meatball soup, stir-fried lotus root slices, stir-fried shrimp and chicken, crab roe tofu, stewed meat, but I don't know what kind of meat it is.

"Afraid of me?"

Xiao Huaiyan pinched her chin and lifted her up, turning her to face him, forcing her to look up at him.

He didn't like this feeling. There were plenty of people who were afraid of him, but he didn't like that she was afraid of him.

It's really strange; she should have realized that she wasn't truly a tragic and useless crown prince.

You should know that being with him makes you feel very safe, so why are you still so afraid?

Could it be that he didn't make things clear? Yes, he didn't tell her explicitly?

This silly girl, she won't think that way unless he says it.

Jiang Rangrang was forced to look at that familiar yet unfamiliar handsome face, watching his expressions change like a pervert.

"Once I ascend the throne, I will make you my empress, so don't worry."

Jiang Rangrang: ? ? ? When did I ask for a title? What am I worried about?

Forget it, you can't reason with a lunatic.

He hung his head and remained silent.

"Why aren't you saying anything? Are you unhappy?"

Xiao Huaiyan frowned, puzzled.

Isn't being an empress something to be happy about?

"Happy." (Perfunctory jpg)

Clearly, she hadn't acted out being happy; Xiao Huaiyan could tell she wasn't really that happy, but he didn't take it too seriously.

"Let's have our meal first."

Then Xiao Huaiyan discovered that she really enjoyed eating.

Hmm, from now on we can add two more dishes to each meal.

Meanwhile, on Jiang Rangrang's side:

Wow! The soup has fish balls in it, so fresh and bouncy.

Wow! It's mutton, with absolutely no gamey smell, and it's tender and fragrant.

The crab roe tofu rice, shrimp and chicken, and lotus root slices were just so-so, so I didn't eat them.

She was eating so heartily that Xiao Huaiyan started eating quite a bit more as well.

After the meal, Laifu came in and cleared away the leftovers, lamenting his own poor judgment as he left.

"Would you like to practice your handwriting for a while?"

Xiao Huaiyan asked her.

Jiang Rangrang shook his head like a rattle-drum, clearly not wanting to practice calligraphy for the foreseeable future.

Xiao Huaiyan clearly remembered what had happened at the table that afternoon, and he looked at her with a deep gaze.

Reason and desire are attacking each other.

Jiang Rangrang then excused himself, saying, "Your Highness, my room isn't ready yet. May I go back?"

Xiao Huaiyan frowned, unhappy, and unwilling to separate.

But seeing her cautious expression, he still spoke up: "Well, just give the order outside the door."

"Thank you, Your Highness."

Jiang Rangrang happily returned to her room, walked around for a bit, and then tentatively spoke into the empty courtyard:

"I need a change of clothes and hot water to take a shower; the bathtub and clothes need to be new."

The air was very quiet...

There was someone in the tree; they just left. They must have gone to deliver a message.

Jiang Rangrang breathed a sigh of relief and went back inside to wait.

While they are barely managing to enjoy peace and tranquility, tonight the capital is a scene of bloodshed and chaos.