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

Before she could finish speaking, a hand reached for her neck.

Then a gust of wind flashed behind him, and Shi Yunfei darted out and started fighting with Xu Jingyao.

Aunt Liu quickly came over to check on the injuries, "Princess, are you alright?"

"It's alright." Song Yunyuan smiled as she looked at the two people locked in combat in front of her.

Xu Jingyao was almost insane, displaying no skill whatsoever, only reckless brute force.

Even though Shi Yunfei was a skilled fighter, he still took several punches from him.

"Stop!" Song Yunyuan shouted.

Shi Yunfei stopped what he was doing, and the next moment Xu Jingyao grabbed him by the neck, his cold voice threateningly whispering in his ear, "Tell me where Zhizhi is!"

"Yuan Yuan, he's really fierce!" Shi Yunfei shouted.

Song Yunyuan quickly came over, her voice softening, "Zhizhi is fine, you can let her go first."

Xu Jingyao did not let go, his serious and tense face showing only suspicion.

“Zhizhi is my own sister, how could I possibly hurt her?” Song Yunyuan explained helplessly. “But you’re so fierce, how did she even notice you?”

Xu Jingyao paused for a moment, then immediately let go of her hand.

Shi Yunfei quickly walked behind Song Yunyuan, grimacing as he touched his neck.

This bookworm fights like he's risking his life.

"Zhizhi is safe now, but the rumors have not completely subsided. I am thinking of letting her leave for a while and then bringing her back later."

"I'll pick her up."

Xu Jingyao hurriedly said, his hands hanging at his sides clenched into fists, his face full of anxiety.

Song Yunyuan hesitated for a moment, and the man in front of her bowed respectfully. "I want to marry her. I don't even need the title of top scholar. Please grant my request, Princess."

......

Linxian County, Qifu Temple halfway up the mountain.

When Song Yunzhi woke up, she heard the melodious sound of bells.

Looking at the clean and simple houses around her, she raised her hand and touched the back of her neck, which still hurt a little.

My sister's people are really ruthless.

As I got out of bed and opened the door, about to go out, a dark shadow loomed over my head.

She looked up and saw that her blackening value and love value had both soared to 99, and her heart clenched.

Suddenly, someone lifted her into the air and held her tightly in a strong, broad chest.

"Ah Jing." Smelling the familiar scent, Song Yunzhi called out in a muffled voice.

The man responded in a low, hoarse voice, and wrapped his arms tightly around her as he led her into the house.

The joy of finding something lost reached its peak in an instant.

Xu Jingyao hugged her tightly, lowered his head to nuzzle the top of her head, and whispered, "Zhizhi."

Holding the person in his arms, he felt incredibly at ease and secure.

He finally found her.

Song Yunzhi reached out and hugged him. Seeing that his "darkening value" was gradually decreasing again, she breathed a sigh of relief. "How did you find me? How did the palace examination go? Did you see your elder sister?"

"Ah."

He raised his hand to touch her head, and feeling that wasn't enough, he tightened his arms and hugged her close.

Song Yunzhi was almost out of breath, and she pushed him away with a laugh, saying, "If you keep hugging me like this, I'll suffocate."

Xu Jingyao quickly let go of her hand and looked over nervously.

The man's eyes were slightly red. Song Yunzhi's gaze faltered, and she reached out to touch his eyes. "Have you been crying?"

"No." He shook his head, then lowered his head and kissed her cheek. "I've come to take you home."

“My identity makes it unsuitable for me to stay in the manor; it would cause trouble for my elder sister,” Song Yunzhi explained softly.

Xu Jingyao gripped her hand tightly, his voice low and husky, trembling slightly, "Would you be suitable to be my wife?"

"Ok?"

“Zhizhi, I want to marry you.” He said, his voice trembling, a glint of tears in his eyes.

He had always dreamed of having such an open and aboveboard day.

Marry her, marry her rightfully.

Seeing that Song Yunzhi remained silent, he couldn't help but feel nervous.

"Little princess, will you answer me?" he said softly, his dark eyes fixed on her, filled with trepidation.

Seeing that he was about to cry, Song Yunzhi said, "I am not a princess now, and I may not be able to help you in the future."

Xu Jingyao's face tightened, and he lowered his head to stop her from speaking.

"Well!"

Song Yunzhi murmured softly, reached out and pushed his shoulder, her eyes welling up with tears.

This was the first time he had kissed someone so fiercely, as if he were lecturing them.

The man cupped her face in his large hands, looking at her with a serious and earnest gaze. "I don't want to marry you because of your status."

"Zhizhi is the girl I've always wanted to marry, regardless of anything else, and certainly not her status," he said solemnly.

Song Yunzhi was breathing rapidly, her eyelashes trembling violently.

Xu Jingyao lowered his head and kissed her eyes. "I'm sorry, I was impulsive just now."

"Haven't you been reckless enough?" The woman looked at him with a hint of reproach in her eyes.

"So, are you willing?" he asked expectantly, nuzzling her face affectionately. "Is that alright?"

"Ah."

"What?" His eyes lit up slightly.

Song Yunzhi turned her face away, only to have it instantly cupped in his hand, his voice trembling with excitement, "Zhizhi, I didn't hear you clearly, could you say it again?"

"Okay, I'm willing!" Song Yunzhi tilted her head back, her little face tense, and said, "Did you hear me...?"

Her hot breath completely silenced her.

The man's clear, deep voice fell, accompanied by joyful laughter, "I heard it clearly, it sounded very good."

The kisses were delicate and persistent, lingering and tender.

Song Yunzhi completely melted in his arms. Seeing that his affection level had reached 100, she took the initiative to touch his lips.

Xu Jingyao's eyes shone brightly as he looked down at her rosy cheeks. "Want another kiss?"

Song Yunzhi shook her head decisively; her lips were numb from kissing.

"Shall we go home?" Xu Jingyao pulled the person from the bed into his arms, unable to hide his excitement and joy.

"Well, let's go up the mountain to pray for blessings first."

"Okay." Xu Jingyao bent down to put her shoes on, then picked up a coat from the side and draped it over her shoulders.

The next day, Xu Jingyao took Lin and separated from the Xu family to establish their own household. On the third day, he announced the marriage to the outside world.

Upon receiving the news, Song Yunyuan hurriedly went to the palace to request an imperial decree to grant them marriage. She even begged the emperor to take a lot of things from his private treasury to give to Song Yunzhi as dowry.

The emperor said nothing and generously gave it to them.

Although Song Yunyuan didn't know why her usually stingy father had become so generous, she was just happy as long as she got the dowry.

Zhizhi doesn't want to acknowledge her father, so she naturally won't force her, but she can't be deprived of what she deserves.

The wedding was held at the end of April.

Watching the newlyweds enter their bridal chamber, Xu Fugui's eyes blazed with jealousy.

But Song Yunyuan next to her was laughing happily, seemingly not caring at all.

He didn't understand how she could still smile now, without being jealous or angry, when their relationship had been so good before.

Is Song Yunyuan an idiot?

When Xu Fugui saw Song Yunyuan leading another man into the house that evening, he felt a wave of dizziness and fainted on the spot.

After the wedding night festivities, everyone happily made merry and then left.

Song Yunzhi was dozing off by the bed railing. Xu Jingyao saw the guest out and turned back to find her asleep.

He bent down to remove the phoenix crown and hairpins from her head, and then bent down to take off her wedding shoes.

The man carried a faint scent of alcohol, neither too strong nor too weak, just the right amount of pleasant aroma.

Song Yunzhi leaned lazily against him and softly called his name.

Xu Jingyao's eyes were filled with laughter as he carried the person to the bed and drew the curtains on both sides.

"Madam." The cool breath touched her lips, slowly stirring her emotions.

Her hand was pulled and placed on his waist, resting on his firm waist and abdomen.

Song Yunzhi was torn between sleeping and not sleeping, her fingers scratching lightly. "A-Jing, don't tempt me."

Sleepiness swept over me, a slight chill settled in my heart, but it was quickly replaced by warmth.