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

Before she could finish speaking, she was lifted up horizontally and her breath was completely blocked.

The man's strong, muscular chest heaved violently. Song Yunzhi reached out to stop him and looked up at him.

His usually aloof and serious face was now filled with desire, and also revealed a hint of jealousy and rivalry.

She laughed and nibbled on his lips.

Xu Jingyao abruptly stepped back, nuzzled her cheek, and said in a low, husky voice, "Good Zhizhi, I think we shouldn't give it to anyone else."

"..."

This guy always starts yelling randomly when he gets excited.

Not serious at all.

Song Yunzhi immediately sent everyone away to read the article and went into the inner room herself.

Xu Jingyao finished reading and digesting the article late at night. When he came in, he saw Song Yunzhi asleep by the bedside, so he unconsciously slowed his steps.

He gently helped her take off her clothes and shoes, and when he realized she was about to wake up, he quickly kissed her forehead.

"Finished reading?" A woman's soft, murmuring voice sounded in my ear.

"Yes, I have benefited greatly."

"I'll find you some more next time." Song Yunzhi habitually pinched his waist.

Xu Jingyao chuckled softly and turned over to face him.

Song Yunzhi was stunned. "What?"

“Your Highness’s kindness is immense; I am willing to repay it with my life.”

"!!!"

......

When the results of the autumn imperial examinations were announced, Xu Jingyao was the top scholar.

Although it was expected, Song Yunzhi still couldn't help but be happy.

They sent a large amount of stuff to the west courtyard and arranged for several tables to be set up in the mansion so that everyone could have a good time.

The people from the second wife's side all came, and they were much more polite in their words, with a hint of envy in their tone.

Wang Chunlan was caught in a dilemma: whether to laugh or not.

Logically speaking, it should be a great joy for their eldest son's family to produce a top scholar in the imperial examination, but it just so happens to be that little bastard.

She felt angry just thinking about it; how come they always got all the good things?

It's all that old man's fault. He said doing business was a dead end and told them to go back to school.

Now look what's happened! Her son barely knows any characters, but this little bastard got into college!

What a good-for-nothing! Xu Fugui, that good-for-nothing!

Wang Chunlan was thinking angrily when she heard the sound of a table being overturned.

"So you think you're all that great, huh! What's so great about Xu Jingyao passing the provincial examination? He's still just a son of a concubine!" Xu Fugui shouted, pointing at a cousin from the second branch of the family while drinking. "And who do you think you are! Daring to brag in my ear?"

"Which of you can compare to me, the prince consort? Can any of you even marry a princess? You bunch of clowns!"

"Sister-in-law, what does 'wealth and honor' mean?" the second wife's family member immediately asked, looking somewhat displeased.

Wang Chunlan felt like her head was about to explode. This unfilial son, why did he have to have his drunken outburst in front of outsiders?

She subconsciously glanced at the princess beside her, whose smiling eyes were now filled with coldness—a prelude to someone being whipped.

Remembering the previous caning, she was so frightened that she rushed over and covered Xu Fugui's mouth, then reached out and slapped his head hard.

"I told you not to drink so much, and you're still talking nonsense here!"

"Aunt Liu, take the prince consort down to sober up," Song Yunzhi said coldly.

"Yes."

Two guards carried the person away, and Wang Chunlan followed them, still worried.

The princess has absolutely no affection for her son; she might very well do something drastic.

With the unpleasant person gone, the atmosphere gradually became lively again, and everyone came over to offer toasts and say nice things.

Lin was somewhat flattered. As a woman of humble status, she rarely received such kind words from others.

My son has made something of himself; that's wonderful.

After a few rounds of drinks, Xu Jingyao walked up to Song Yunzhi, respectfully raised his glass, and bowed slightly, saying, "Thank you, sister-in-law."

"You're too kind, Uncle." The woman smiled gently. "I wish you success in the imperial examinations next year and a bright future."

The man's eyes flickered slightly, and he bowed again to offer a toast, saying, "Thank you for your kind words, sister-in-law."

The lively family banquet lasted until evening before ending. The people from both families dispersed, and Madam Lin still had a smile on her lips.

Today is her happiest day.

Seeing her son sitting alone at the table drinking, she called out softly, "Jing'er, let's go back."

"Mother, I'd like to sit a little longer. Let someone take you home first."

"Then don't drink too much, and come back early."

"Ah."

The nights after autumn arrive are a bit chilly, and the cold wind rustles the hem of one's clothes, making it difficult to stay awake.

Xu Jingyao drank his wine in silence, the words Xu Fugui had spoken during the day still echoing in his mind like a demonic chant.

Even if he passes the exam, he still won't be able to marry the princess.

He's just a ridiculous clown.

They can only live in darkness forever, clinging to the occasional warmth they can find.

"Ah Jing." Upon hearing that Xu Jingyao hadn't left yet, Song Yunzhi immediately came over to check.

The man, who was all smiles during the day, was now surrounded by a somber and oppressive aura.

“Princess?” Xu Jingyao turned his head and met her eyes.

Clear and bright, it shines even brighter than the stars and moon in the sky.

He couldn't touch it.

"Why aren't you going back yet? It's cold at night." Song Yunzhi walked over and took the wine glass from his hand.

Xu Jingyao reached out to hug her, but remembering that they were outside, he restrained himself and withdrew his hands, shifting his feet slightly to keep a distance of three feet from her.

Noticing that his mood was off, Song Yunzhi glanced at his "darkening value," which had risen instead of falling, reaching 70 again.

"Ah Jing, it's dark and the road is slippery." She reached out her hand to him.

The man's eyes brightened slightly, and he opened his mouth as if to say something, but when he met her serious gaze, he decisively and quickly took her hand.

Her soft, slender fingers hooked around his index finger, and in an instant, Xu Jingyao felt his body suddenly warm up.

The warmth spread through my limbs, gradually becoming an uncontrollable heat.

His heart was pounding. He gripped her hand tightly, turned his head, and gazed intently at her face.

At least for now, she is not a princess, but just his one and only girl.

Even though she was being led by the hand, Song Yunzhi still tripped over a pebble on the road.

Xu Jingyao bent down and picked her up horizontally, holding her tightly in his arms. He lowered his head and said in a hoarse voice, "Zhizhi, hug me for a moment, okay?"

The woman's soft arms wrapped around him, and a light, fleeting kiss landed on his cheek.

Xu Jingyao's breathing paused slightly, then quickened, and he strode towards the princess's residence.

He wanted her, really wanted her.

Aunt Liu saw the princess being carried back by a man from afar and quickly dismissed the servants.

This second young master doesn't even try to hide it from people anymore; he's getting bolder and bolder.

Xu Jingyao carried the person straight into the house. Before he even reached the bedside, he bent down and kissed the person he had been longing for.

Placed on the soft couch, Song Yunzhi was kissed until she could hardly breathe, the cool aroma of wine surrounding her nose, almost overwhelming her.

"Ah Jing." She gently pushed against his chest, her cheeks flushing.

"Zhizhi, don't push me away."

His eyes were a little red, and his fingers trembled slightly as he grasped her hand. "Please."

Song Yunzhi's eyelashes trembled, she reached out and hooked her arm around his neck, tilting her head back to kiss him.

The man froze, and then a torrent of kisses rained down upon him.

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