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

A torrential downpour began in the middle of the night, with large raindrops pounding against the wooden windowpane.

Sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes drizzling, sometimes continuous.

Under the candlelight, there was a scene of utter chaos.

Her silk skirt was disheveled, and her black hair was tangled.

The bells hanging on the bed curtains jingled crisply.

Until dawn.

"Zhizhi, I'm leaving."

After helping her finish bathing, Xu Jingyao gently covered her with a blanket.

Song Yunzhi slightly lifted her eyes, meeting his still pitiful gaze, and had no choice but to hook his chin and kiss him.

A smile curved his lips as he leaned closer again.

Strong, powerful arms wrapped around her waist, the lean muscles rippling beneath his palms.

Song Yunzhi murmured and reached out to grab his ear.

The naughty little dog pretended to be pitiful, wanting both things, and even after getting what it wanted, it was still not satisfied.

A deep, pleasant voice spread in her ear. Xu Jingyao pinched her soft cheek, smiled, released her, and got up to leave.

It was dark outside, and there were very few people around.

Beside the artificial hill, seeing Xu Jingyao brazenly emerge from the princess's room, Xu Fugui was furious and wished he could rush over and kill him.

It's been almost two months, and there's still no sign of the princess.

Could it be that that little bastard is also a useless piece of trash, all his scheming and forbearance wasted?

After his afternoon nap, Xu Jingyao was just about to get up and read when he saw a group of people enter the west courtyard.

He immediately ran towards Lin's house, but Xu Fugui called out for someone to stop him.

"What are you trying to do now!" Xu Jingyao said coldly.

Xu Fugui smiled and said, "Don't worry, it's just a doctor checking you out. You'll leave right after."

The doctor stepped forward, and Xu Jingyao's face was cold.

"What, should I send someone in to call Aunt Lin out?" Xu Fugui reminded him, "Second brother, you should think this through. I'm doing this for your own good."

"Please extend your hand, young master," the doctor said after receiving the signal.

Xu Jingyao pursed his lips and stretched out his hand.

A short while later, the group left in a large procession.

"How is he? Is there anything wrong with his body?" Xu Fugui asked hurriedly as soon as he left the west courtyard.

The doctor stroked his beard and replied, "Young master is strong and healthy; he will surely have many children and grandchildren in the future."

Upon hearing this, Xu Fugui's face turned ashen, and his eyes burned with jealousy.

What right does that damned little bastard have?!

"Young Master, you don't look well. Would you like me to take your pulse?" the doctor kindly asked.

Xu Fugui gritted his teeth, "Take the money and leave. Don't say anything you shouldn't say."

"It is unacceptable to conceal one's illness and avoid seeking medical treatment."

The doctor muttered something, knowing that further discussion was pointless, and turned to leave.

Xu Fugui was so angry that his eyes turned black.

Quack doctors! They're all quacks!

Song Yunzhi eventually found out about this little incident, and that very day, Xu Fugui was hung up and whipped.

The reason given was that he had harassed a respectable woman in the street two years prior.

Wang Chunlan felt like vomiting blood. How could such old things be brought up? Wouldn't the princess be able to drag her son out and beat him up whenever she didn't like him in the future?

Xu Fugui knew that the princess was avenging that little bastard, but he was used to it. Now he just hoped to have a child so that he could teach the person who deserved to be taught a lesson later.

After the New Year, the imperial examinations will be just around the corner.

Xu Jingyao was ordered by Song Yunzhi to stay in the room and read books, and was not allowed to go out unless necessary.

The house was filled with the finest charcoal, and someone would come over at every meal to ask what they wanted to eat; life was more luxurious than ever before.

Lin Shi also gained several servants, all of whom were skilled in martial arts. The people Wang Chunlan sent to cause trouble were all driven back by them.

When they first beat someone up, Lin was startled, but she later learned to stay calm and focused on making sweet and sour candied fruit for the princess.

I sent some last time, and Aunt Liu said the princess loved it, so naturally I'll make more and send it over.

The princess was so kind to them, mother and son, and all she could do to repay her was these small acts of kindness.

Wang Chunlan was furious after being humiliated time and time again. She had a daughter-in-law who went against her, and to make matters worse, the daughter-in-law was of higher status than her. She was truly helpless and could only go back to her father to vent her anger.

The spring night was chilly. Madam Lin gently knocked on the door. "Jing'er, I see you have a lot of game pelts in your room. Give them to me, and I'll make you a cloak, okay?"

Xu Jingyao turned his head to look at the cleaned prey pelt, got up and opened the door, and said gently, "No need, Mother, I have other uses for it."

"Are you going to exchange it for money? Your mother has saved up some money for you. You should focus on your studies and don't worry about these things," Madam Lin quickly said.

"It's not for exchanging for money, so don't worry."

Madam Lin nodded, "Alright, remember to drink the soup. The princess specifically asked me to remind you."

Xu Jingyao chuckled, "Okay."

Watching the other person return to the house, Xu Jingyao closed the door, adjusted the candle wick, and picked up the half-sewn wool scarf.

Looking at the crooked stitches, he couldn't help but purse his lips.

I wonder if she'll find it offensive.

If he finds it unpleasant, then we'll have to trouble his mother to teach him.

Suppressing his disdain for his own skills, Xu Jingyao sewed for a while longer before contentedly continuing to read.

The imperial examination in spring.

Under Song Yunzhi's constant surveillance, Xu Jingyao successfully completed his exams.

Lin stayed quietly in the west courtyard, not allowing Wang Chunlan to find an excuse to call her away.

That evening, Xu Jingyao brought over some candied fruit that Lin had prepared, and Aunt Liu led him inside.

There were outsiders present, so he greeted them respectfully and then handed them the items.

Besides a jar of candied fruit, there was also a woolen scarf.

Song Yunzhi touched the fluffy scarf in her hand and said softly, "A-Jing, did Aunt Lin make this too?"

Seeing the two talking, Aunt Liu quietly withdrew.

Xu Jingyao's fingers involuntarily clenched. "Does the princess like it?"

"A-Jing, come and help me put it on," Song Yunzhi said gently.

"it is good."

The man walked up to her, bent down slightly, and awkwardly wrapped her up.

The weather in March and April isn't actually that cold.

However, when she met his slightly nervous and expectant gaze, Song Yunzhi still couldn't bear to refuse.

In just a short while, my neck started to feel hot.

A few loose threads brushed against her neck, and she couldn't help but laugh.

This bookworm has really rough skills.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" He bent down to look closely at her face and reached out to help her untie the clothes.

Song Yunzhi raised her head, her clear, bright eyes looking at him. "I really like what A-Jing made."

Xu Jingyao paused, pursed his lips, and his ears turned red with heat.

She knew it was him who sewed it.

"Why aren't you saying anything?" Song Yunzhi tilted her head up and kissed him.

The delicate, intimate kisses were tingling and arousing, making one's fingertips tremble involuntarily.

He lowered his head, his eyes dark and unfathomable.