Quick Transmigration: Don't Be Afraid of the Yandere Villain

The System said: Villains are all very dangerous, so no one wants to bind with it. Thus, the major task-taker, Wan Ge, bound with it because it looked good.

Then she saw a handsome and timid ...

My lord, I can't marry you. (23)

Because of this situation, Wan Ge couldn't help but worry. Could there be something wrong with her health?

She had no reason to doubt Jiang Jin; his physique didn't seem incapable at all.

Before Wan Ge could even consult the imperial physician about her health, the emperor's health deteriorated. The physician said it was due to excessive worry that his health was failing.

Previously, the emperor's health had been gradually deteriorating due to his longing for the late empress, and now, due to illness, his entire body is failing.

When the emperor was unwell, the crown prince would act as regent.

This was a perfectly normal thing, except that the emperor also issued an order for Prince Duan to attend to the ailing emperor.

Some say it's because Prince Duan resembled the late Empress, and in his final days, the Emperor truly missed her, so he sent Prince Duan to the palace to attend to him.

So Jiang Jin, who used to spend every day with Wan Ge, now has to enter the palace every few days. He's by the emperor's side every day.

This situation lasted for nearly three months. Three months later, the imperial physician said that the emperor's health had improved. Just when everyone thought the emperor's health would get better, the crown prince rebelled.

The crown prince was originally the heir apparent, and he could have ascended to the throne as soon as the emperor died, but he actually rebelled at this time.

Some say that the Crown Prince plotted rebellion because he did not want to relinquish power after becoming regent. Others say that the Crown Prince feared that the Emperor would pass the throne to Prince Duan after the Prince had served him for three months.

Regardless, everyone witnessed the Crown Prince's rebellion.

Lord Zhang stood in front of Jiang Jin, holding a sword in his hand.

Jiang Jin looked at the person who had fought alongside him, but his heart was not greatly stirred. Instead, it was as if he had already guessed it.

How could Lord Zhang not see through it? When he noticed the other party's calm demeanor, he smiled and said, "You really have never believed me."

Jiang Jin coldly replied, "You were never worth trusting in the first place."

"You're right." Lord Zhang gripped his sword tighter, feeling that what the other man said was true. He was not someone the other man could trust, after all, he was indeed the Crown Prince's man.

Lord Zhang looked at him and spoke again: "We have been on the battlefield together, and you have saved my life. Before you die, I can grant you one request. Is there anything you would like to say?"

"How do you know I'll lose?" Jiang Jin had barely finished speaking when an arrow pierced Zhang's shoulder, causing him to drop his knife from his hand due to the pain.

Turning around, they saw the Imperial Advisor holding a bow and arrow, standing right behind them.

Lord Zhang stared at the Imperial Advisor in disbelief. Wasn't the Imperial Advisor the Crown Prince's man? Why?

Seeing the questioning look in the other's eyes, the Imperial Advisor slowly walked towards Jiang Jin, answering Lord Zhang's question as he walked: "The Imperial Advisor's lineage has always listened only to the will of Heaven. The will of Heaven has long been determined, and the true chosen one is Prince Duan."

The wheel of fate had once turned to the Crown Prince, but when the Empress died, the wheel of fate began to change, landing on Prince Duan.

The Imperial Advisor bowed to Jiang Jin: "Your Highness, the traitors have been eliminated."

No sooner had the Imperial Advisor finished speaking than the sound of the Death Bell rang in his ears.

The emperor's health never improved; on the contrary, it got worse and worse. He was not ill from missing his mother, but because the crown prince had been giving him a slow-acting poison.