Quick Transmigration: Seducing the Villain, the Delicate Beauty Becomes His Darling

heat.

My throat felt dry as if it were burning, and a surge of heat welled up in my chest.

His vision was blurry, but Xu Jingyao only knew that a woman's soft arms were wrapped around his neck, and her delicate lips were close to his ear, whispering softly.

Her waist was as slender as a willow, and her skin as smooth as cream, so soft and so alluring.

"who are you?"

He couldn't see her face clearly; sweat covered his forehead, and a deep, low hum escaped from his throat, magnetic and mellow.

He gripped her waist with both hands and pushed her away, his hoarse voice filled with suppressed desire.

Soft, slender fingertips brushed across his lips, and a shy kiss gently landed on the corner of his lips.

"We'll see each other soon." A soft, sweet voice rang in my ears, sending shivers down my spine.

Xu Jingyao looked up, about to see her face clearly, when he heard a series of bangs.

He struggled to wake up from his dream and heard noises from the neighboring yard; a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

He quickly changed his clothes, grabbed a stick from the side, and went outside.

"You little slut, get up! Do you really think you can act like a lady just because your son has become a high-ranking official?"

Wang Chunlan's shouting and cursing continued.

As Madam Lin was bowing her head in apology, her eyes lit up slightly when she saw her son approaching. "Jing'er."

Wang Chunlan turned her head and saw the young man, dressed in coarse cloth and with a fierce expression, walking straight toward her. Her arrogance immediately diminished by more than half.

She turned around and continued to point at Lin, cursing, "You little slut, you and your little bastard better behave yourselves these next few days and don't leave the manor. If you dare to cause any trouble, I'll sell you off!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she dropped the stick, turned around, and quickly ran away.

Madam Lin's tense body relaxed, and her face softened. "Jing'er, did I disturb you? Go and read your book. There's nothing wrong here."

Xu Jingyao looked at Lin Shi, his lips pressed tightly together, his clenched fist loosened, and he ultimately said nothing before turning back.

Having been cursed with bad luck early in the morning, Wang Chunlan stormed back to the main house and complained to the bedridden old man.

A messenger outside said that the imperial physician had arrived, so she quickly got up to go out and greet him, and also told the servants to hurry and call the eldest son to come and see him.

"I really can't have children anymore?!"

Hall.

Upon hearing the imperial physician's diagnosis, Xu Fugui jumped up from his chair, then sat back down, his face deathly pale. "Will I be unable to have sex again?"

"Imperial Physician, are you sure you're not mistaken? How could my Fugui be unable to have children? He's still young, only eighteen years old this year, and he doesn't even have a child yet."

"I haven't even had a grandson yet, how am I going to live in the future!"

Wang Chunlan clutched the handkerchief in her hand, her expression sorrowful, even more heartbroken than when her own husband had become paralyzed.

Despite having consulted countless doctors, the mother and son still looked at the imperial physician from the palace with hopeful eyes, hoping for even the slightest possibility.

The imperial physician sighed and shook his head: "The Prince of Xiaoyao has been fundamentally injured, and there is nothing I can do about it. If he were to encounter a divine physician, perhaps he could be cured."

"A miracle doctor? Where is the miracle doctor?" Wang Chunlan asked excitedly.

The imperial physician glanced at the other person, raised his hand in a bow, and left in silence.

"What... what does the imperial physician mean by this?" Wang Chunlan asked, puzzled.

Xu Fugui shook his head dejectedly, "I'm hopeless, I'm hopeless for life! Mother, those officials and ministers all laugh at me behind my back, I don't want to live anymore!"

Wang Chunlan's expression was serious. "What nonsense are you talking about? Since the Emperor has bestowed upon you the title of Prince Xiaoyao and married you off to a noble princess, he will not abandon you!"

"Isn't he just a miracle doctor? He'll definitely have someone find him for you. Otherwise, how could he bear to watch his most beloved princess live a life of widowhood?"

"Really, Mother? The princess can really marry me?" Xu Fugui raised his hand to cover his face, somewhat unwilling to face the reality that he was impotent.

"Yes, it is. The Emperor himself bestowed this marriage upon us; how could it be fake?"

"But it wasn't to save the Emperor..." Before he could finish speaking, Xu Fugui's mouth was covered by the woman.

Wang Chunlan's face was stern. "Does that little bastard compare to you? It was you who saved the Emperor. Otherwise, where would you get your title of Prince of Leisure? You'd better keep those words to yourself, or you'll be beheaded!"

"I understand, Mother." Xu Fugui nodded repeatedly, then raised his hand to slap himself. "I misspoke!"

Wang Chunlan felt relieved and said calmly, "Once the princess enters the manor, we will be able to live a good life!"

Will the princess really marry me?

"Don't worry, the imperial decree has been issued. The princess has no choice but to marry!"