The Cold-Hearted Princess Who Transmigrated Here

So he slowly turned around, his back to his wife and children, suppressing his grief, and faced Dongfang Yu.

A hoarse and weathered voice rang out.

"The eldest son of the Prime Minister's mansion has been disturbed by some unknown external force, causing evil energy to enter his body. He is now terminally ill and has lost his mind."

He paused at this point, took a deep breath, and continued, "Master Zhishang asserted that only by finding a suitable woman within ten days to bring good fortune can this calamity be averted."

After speaking, he stared intently at Dongfang Yu, his eyes revealing a hint of authority and expectation.

Upon hearing this, Dongfang Yu was taken aback at first, but then nodded knowingly and solemnly replied, "I understand!"

At this moment, he deeply admired his father-in-law's wisdom. This self-inflicted injury was a flawless scheme, not only cleverly resolving the current predicament but also achieving other objectives.

Thinking of this, Dongfang Yu couldn't help but admire his father-in-law's methods, which were indeed brilliant and impressive.

Wang Boxing breathed a slight sigh of relief when he saw that Dongfang Yu had understood his intentions. However, he knew very well that the current situation was still far from optimistic.

His son will inevitably face many more hardships, and as his father, he will certainly not stand idly by.

In particular, if he cannot properly appease his wife, he may have to spend the next month or two alone in his empty house.

Thinking of all this, Wang Boxing gritted his teeth, composed himself, and then steeled himself to walk toward his wife, beginning to gently coax her to leave the place...

Upon receiving the order, Mo Yun quickly picked up Young Master Xi Jie and hurried back to the dormitory.

Then, he simply took some basic measures to stop the bleeding and then ignored Young Master Xi Jie.

It wasn't that he didn't want to treat her, but rather that he was strictly following the prince's orders: "Just make sure she doesn't die! The more dangerous it looks, the better." Mo Yun would never disobey or question the prince's orders.

Meanwhile, Shadow had already begun to deploy many of his men to spread rumors.

In no time, news of the Prime Minister's eldest son's serious injuries and life-threatening condition spread like wildfire, reaching every corner of the city.

Over here, Dongfang Yu led Xiyue to her boudoir.

As soon as she entered the room, Wang Xiyue could no longer contain her anger and angrily questioned, "Why won't you let me treat my brother's wounds?" Her beautiful eyes were filled with anger and confusion.

“With Mo Yun’s hasty and simplistic treatment, my brother’s wounds will definitely worsen quickly, and may even become infected!” Wang Xiyue became more and more agitated as she spoke, and her voice unconsciously rose a few decibels.

"And if this drags on, not to mention the unsightly scars, if the situation gets worse, it could really endanger my brother's life!" As she said this, Xiyue's eyes reddened, and tears welled up in them.

Faced with Xiyue's repeated questions, Dongfang Yu did not rush to respond.

He turned around, and with a gentle wave of his arm, a powerful palm wind whistled out, slamming the door shut with a loud bang.

Then, he stepped forward, stretched out his arms, and hugged Xiyue tightly.

At this moment, Wang Xiyue was trembling slightly with anger and worry. Before she could resist, she was firmly trapped in the young man's arms.

"Xiyue, don't cry. This is your father-in-law's order!" Dongfang Yu said softly, his tone tinged with helplessness.

"At the same time, this is currently the only good solution to ensure your brother can successfully get married!"

After saying that, he looked down at Xiyue, whose face was covered in tears, in his arms, his eyes filled with heartache and pity.

He gently stroked her stiff back and wrapped her shawl around her trembling body. No matter how much she struggled, he intended to warm her with his own body heat.

He knew she couldn't take the punishment for her brother; she felt frustrated, wronged, and guilty.

He lowered his head, pressing his cheek against her cool face, and said softly, "Xiyue, be good, calm down, and let me explain, okay?"

Wang Xiyue just felt that what happened tonight made her lose control of her emotions. Her father was so serious, and her brother was so bloodied. She couldn't accept this fact at all.

Her reason told her that the outcome was correct, but her emotions told her that she didn't want this process at all.

"Why use a self-inflicted injury ruse when there are plenty of other strategies available?"

"How much pain must it be in for my brother!"

After she finished speaking, Wang Xiyue's tears fell again.

She didn't want to cry, but she couldn't control herself, so she buried her head in her brother's arms and sobbed softly.

At the same time, she didn't hesitate to rub her forehead all over his chest, and retaliated by wiping her tears all over his undershirt.

Even through the thin fabric, his chest felt really warm, and it seemed to warm his face as well.

After Xiyue had finished throwing her tantrum, Dongfang Yu cupped her face in his hands and carefully wiped away her tears.

He looked at the person causing trouble in his arms; their forehead, eyes, and nose were all bright red, making them quite adorable.

Without hesitation, he lowered his head and kissed her lips, taking only a light, fleeting bite.

Then, he wrapped his arms around Xiyue's waist again, and waited for her to calm down before patiently explaining, "Father-in-law's move achieves three goals at once!"

"Firstly, this is to punish your brother for not being thorough enough in his work and ruining that girl's reputation. Your father-in-law just wants your brother to suffer a bit and learn a lesson he'll never forget."

"Secondly. Your brother is seriously injured and on the verge of death. The emperor will definitely be anxious when he finds out. Even if he sends the imperial physician to verify, it will be true because your brother is indeed dying. At this time, it is perfectly normal for the prime minister's mansion to arrange a concubine for your brother to bring good luck, because saving his life is the top priority. As for who he marries, it is entirely up to us, and the emperor cannot stop it, nor will he suspect anything."

"Moreover, if we marry Ling An under these circumstances, outsiders will only think that the Prime Minister's Mansion made a foolish decision out of desperation. And Lord Ling will certainly not believe that the Prime Minister's Mansion will value this woman they found at the last minute. Naturally, he will not be hostile to Ling An. He will probably think that Ling An was forced to marry into the family and will resent your brother. He may even plan to try to win over Ling An in order to find out the secrets of the Prime Minister's Mansion."

"This third one is specifically targeting me."

Wang Xiyue asked, puzzled, "What does this have to do with you?"

Dongfang Yu sighed and explained helplessly, "My father-in-law wants to make an example of me! The chicken is your brother, and the monkey is me. He wants to use this to intimidate me."

Wang Xiyue retorted hastily, "My brother isn't a chicken, and you're not a monkey."

Dongfang Yu pinched Xiyue's cheek and sighed.

“If I ever hurt you in the future, my father-in-law will not hesitate to use ruthless methods to grind me to dust.”

"My father-in-law just wanted to tell me that if someone does something wrong, he would punish even his own son, let alone me, an outsider and his half-son-in-law."

Whenever Wang Xiyue thought about that horrific scene happening to her brother, her heart felt like it was being pierced by a thousand needles at once, causing her unbearable pain.

She unconsciously tightened her arms around his waist, as if this could comfort him and soothe her own frightened heart.

“You’re not an outsider, you’re family with me.”

Wang Xiyue tried her best to make her voice sound firm and powerful, but deep down she was filled with worry and uncertainty.

"No way! You're overthinking it. You're a prince of a country, and you might even become the ruler of a country in the future! Your father would never be so harsh on you."

Wang Xiyue continued to comfort him, but as she spoke, she herself felt increasingly less confident.

After all, his father was always so fierce towards his own son, and he remained unmoved even when he saw his mother and himself crying so heartbrokenly.

Judging from this, it seems that Father would only be more ruthless, harsh and demanding towards other unrelated people.

Hearing Xiyue's heartfelt words of concern, Dongfang Yu felt incredibly sweet and gratified.

If he really hurts Xiyue in the future, he is willing to accept the punishment.

Wang Xijie's matter has now made a good start, and it's about 30% resolved.

At this moment, he could finally relax a little and stop suppressing his true feelings.

So, he couldn't help but let himself go, following his instincts, and lowered his head slightly, gently and softly covering Xiyue's soft and sweet lips with his warm lips.

His kiss was domineering and irresistible, as if he wanted to declare to the whole world that this woman belonged to him alone.

"Xiyue, don't be afraid. I will never give my father-in-law any chance to punish me."

Dongfang Yu murmured softly, his eyes filled with deep affection and doting, making it easy for Wang Xiyue to become intoxicated and unable to extricate herself.

first day.

A rumor was circulating throughout the entire capital city of Kyoto that the eldest son of the Prime Minister's family was doomed, and that only by finding a girl born on the seventh day of the seventh lunar month to bring him good luck could the danger be averted.

Then, in order to build a good relationship with the Prime Minister's residence, many people began to spread the word and inquire everywhere about unmarried girls who met the requirements.

Ling An also heard the news and was so frightened that he fell ill.

If Wang Xiyue hadn't been so worried about her sister-in-law being unaware of the truth that she had secretly sent her a letter, telling her not to worry too much and that everything happening was just a carefully planned ruse, then things would have been different.

Without the comforting letter, Ling An's condition would likely have worsened to the point of being unmanageable.

the next day.

Early in the morning, sunlight streamed through the window into Wang Xijie's room, but a tense and anxious atmosphere permeated the room.

Just then, the imperial physician specially appointed by the emperor rushed over, also ready to examine Wang Xijie's pulse and treat his illness.

This imperial physician was a leading figure in the Imperial Medical Academy, possessing superb medical skills and rich experience.

However, when he saw Wang Xijie lying on the bed, his heart sank.

After a thorough examination, the imperial physician solemnly apologized to the prime minister, saying, "The patient is burning hot all over, with a persistent high fever. He is delirious and barely breathing, clinging to life only with the last dose of medicine. His condition is extremely critical!"

Upon hearing the diagnosis, everyone present gasped in shock, even Wang Xiyue, who had been confident all along, turned pale.

The imperial physician felt that if he didn't leave soon, he might be killed by the people from the Prime Minister's residence. "I am incompetent and truly cannot see the specific cause. I hope Your Highness will forgive me!"

Wang Boxing was both angry and furious, and could only say with a solemn expression, "I thank Physician Han for making the trip."

"Go slowly and don't send me away!"

In fact, this is not a ruse; Wang Xijie's condition is indeed extremely dangerous.

To avoid anyone noticing the injury on his back, they had to keep him lying flat on the bed.

Moreover, to prevent the smell of blood from spreading, the room was filled with various incense such as sandalwood, agarwood, and ambergris, and his back was wrapped in very thick, non-breathable cloth.

This kind of torment, if it continues like this, will only make matters worse for someone who is already seriously injured. Even in a coma, Wang Xijie is still suffering immense pain and torment.

After the imperial physician and her parents finally left, Wang Xiyue and Dongfang Yu hurriedly went to the bedside and carefully turned Wang Xijie over.