The Cold-Hearted Princess Who Transmigrated Here

When they set off, they tried every possible way to take the shortest route and travel at the fastest speed, while also facing attacks from storms and endless assassinations. In the end, it took them a full fifty-eight days to reach their destination.

Now, on the return journey, the route taken was quite long and the journey was not rushed. The trip was easy and safe, and in the end, it only took fifty-five days.

This comparison clearly shows the difference between being prepared and not being prepared.

It was just past noon (11 a.m.).

After a morning of non-stop travel, the entire group was less than ten miles away from the bustling capital city of Anyang.

Xuan Tian, ​​who had been driving the chariot, watched as the horses grew increasingly tired and weak. He wondered if he should ask his master for permission to stop and rest for a while.

Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly saw the shadowy figure leading the way crack his whip, spurring his horse to turn around and come back quickly.

Shadow quickly approached the carriage window, then bowed respectfully and reported, "Your Highness, I have just received urgent intelligence from Zhu Tong and Mo Feng, saying that the Second Prince secretly requested permission from His Majesty yesterday. According to reliable sources, after the end of the day today, the Second Prince will accompany the imperial physician to our residence to examine your pulse as ordered."

Upon hearing these words, Dongfang Yu, who was sitting in the carriage, immediately frowned.

This is undoubtedly another instance of the second brother being used as a target by the fourth brother, specifically to deal with him, the living target.

He slowly turned his head to the side, his gaze falling on the person beside him who had clearly lost weight.

Her once chubby face now appeared somewhat thin, but her eyes remained bright and determined.

A deep sense of guilt welled up in his heart, so he held her slightly cold hand tightly and said softly, "I'm sorry, Xiyue. I was thinking of taking you to the capital for a stroll before returning home."

"But the situation has changed now. I must rush back to the manor immediately. I'm afraid Mo Yu and Mo Feng alone will not be able to handle the situation ahead."

After saying that, he paused slightly, then comforted her, "But don't worry, Xiyue, as long as I can get back as fast as I can, there will naturally be countless ways to solve the current crisis."

"You should find a place to rest first, recharge your energy and recover your strength before continuing your journey. Once we enter the capital, if you're interested, let Xuantian show you around, and then slowly return. After all, there's still plenty of time left today."

However, Wang Xiyue shook her head without hesitation and replied decisively, "No, I want to go with you."

"The carriage is too slow and can't keep up with the speed of horseback riding. If we go together, we probably won't make it. So let Xuantian take Zhuzhu and Mingzhe and catch up slowly from behind."

Seeing that the young man was about to argue with her, Wang Xiyue quickly reached out and covered his mouth, saying first, "I'm worried about you going back alone!"

At this moment, the two looked at each other, their eyes filled with deep affection and worry.

Upon hearing these words, Dongfang Yu's heart softened, and his eyes were filled with affection.

He couldn't help but reach out and gently pinch Xiyue's haggard cheek, then carefully led her down from the carriage.

In that case, let's face the upcoming difficulties and challenges together, hand in hand, and walk together all the way.

They knew that loving each other meant supporting one another, so they said, "Okay, let's go home together!"

After getting off the carriage, Wang Xiyue turned around and stopped Zhuzhu, who was about to follow.

"Zhuzhu, be a good girl and listen to your sister. Don't run around."

"You ride in the carriage with Mingzhe. I have important business to attend to and need to leave on horseback for a while." After saying that, she patted her head reassuringly.

"Sister will go and prepare something delicious for you, okay?"

Zhuzhu is mostly conscious during the day now. Although she really wants to stay with her sister all the time, she knows that her sister must have something important to do if she's in such a hurry, and she can't be willful, so she nods vigorously and agrees, "Okay, sister. Zhuzhu will be very good!"

Mingzhe hurriedly stepped forward and assured her, "Miss, Mingzhe will take good care of Zhuzhu, please don't worry!"

Seeing that the two of them were so obedient, Wang Xiyue felt reassured and rode away quickly with the young man.

A group of twenty riders galloped toward the Prince's Palace.

To avoid attracting attention, Dongfang Yu and Wang Xiyue disguised themselves before entering the capital.

They then formed groups of two or three and entered the city in batches.

Dongfang Yu, Wang Xiyue, and An Ying, a group of three, were cautiously approaching the Prince Xian's residence along a little-known and extremely secluded path.

At this moment, in the Cloud Pavilion of the Prince Xian's Mansion, Mo Feng, who was usually known for his composure, was pacing back and forth anxiously like an ant on a hot pan.

Meanwhile, Mo Yu, disguised as a maid, stood quietly to the side, also looking somewhat at a loss.

Mo Yu asked anxiously, "Mo Feng, what should we do? So much time has passed, and we haven't received any orders from the prince. Where are they now?"

Mo Feng stopped in his tracks, his face grim. "This time, the Second Prince is clearly up to no good. Not only is he aggressive, but he also comes with an imperial decree. It won't be easy for us to slip through unnoticed!"

Then, with a worried expression, she added, "Yesterday I received a message from Mo Yun that they are less than eighty miles from the capital. I really don't know if they can make it back in time today?"

Mo Yu's expression grew increasingly solemn. "The carrier pigeons released this early in the morning have yet to return. We have very little time left; I'm afraid we won't even have half an hour left."

"Or... how about we just deal with the worst-case scenario and directly activate the final plan that the prince left behind before he left?" After saying this, she stared intently at Mo Feng, as if waiting for him to make the final decision.

Mo Feng's face darkened further upon hearing this, as if a heavy boulder was pressing on his heart. He was truly unwilling to carry out that plan, because if it were, the Prince's Mansion would suffer a severe blow, and their losses would be at least half.

Before his departure, the prince instructed that if he encountered any difficult situations, he should burn down the palace to create the illusion that he had been the victim of a large-scale assassination attempt and arson by villains.

However, Mo Yun also remembered that he had once solemnly promised the prince that he would protect every blade of grass, every tree, every brick and tile in the palace, even at the cost of his life.

Faced with such a difficult choice, he is finding it hard to decide.

Mo Feng pondered and weighed the various possibilities repeatedly in his mind. Time passed in the blink of an eye. Finally, he gritted his teeth and made up his mind to take the risk and give it a try.

After all, one should never resort to such a tactic that kills a thousand enemies but also harms eight hundred of one's own unless absolutely necessary.

Just as Mo Feng was muttering to himself, "Wait a little longer, I...", a figure suddenly came into view.

The prince walked slowly through the doorway against the light. The familiar figure made Mo Feng's eyes widen instantly, and he was so excited that he stammered.

"Your Highness...you...I..."

Mo Feng stared at the person in front of him in disbelief, even wondering if it was a hallucination he had imagined.

Mo Yu, standing to the side, was equally surprised and delighted, but when she caught sight of the prince holding a young woman's hand tightly, a faint sadness welled up in her heart.

Without a doubt, this young lady is none other than the legendary Miss Wang.

"Your Highness, you're finally back!" Mo Yu said, her voice trembling slightly, her eyes welling up with tears.

Mo Feng rushed forward, knelt on one knee, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and respectfully greeted, "Greetings, Your Highness!"

Immediately afterwards, he bowed to the woman beside him and said, "Greetings, Your Highness!"

Wang Xiyue was secretly surprised and couldn't help but curiously examine Mo Feng in front of her.

He has a rugged appearance and a cool demeanor, which fits the style of the Dark Night Pavilion.

At this moment, she had undergone a meticulous disguise, with not only her face drastically changed, but also the clothes she was wearing, which were those of a maid.

Given her skill level, she shouldn't have been recognized so quickly. Yet Mo Feng recognized her at a glance. Could it be that he was so certain that their master had brought back Wang Xiyue?

Dongfang Yu raised her right hand slightly, "Get up and answer."

After speaking, he took Xiyue's hand and strode towards his inner room.

After entering the inner room, Dongfang Yu first sat down by the bed, then turned to look at Xiyue gently, pointed to a small couch by the window, and softly instructed, "Xiyue, if you feel tired, go lie down on that couch for a while and rest. I need to remove the disguise from my face first."

However, Wang Xiyue gently shook her head, walked to a small stool placed by the bed, sat down slowly, looked up at him slightly, and smiled as she said, "I'll do it!"

Seeing this, Dongfang Yu nodded with a mixture of helplessness and delight, indicating his agreement.

Then, he turned his head and calmly swept his gaze over Mo Feng and Mo Yu, who had followed him into the inner room. His expression was slightly solemn, and his tone was serious. "Tell me what has happened during this period of time."

Standing to the side, Mo Yu was secretly astonished. She never expected that this Miss Wang could get along so well with her prince, and be so easygoing and natural.

She stood not far away, her gaze involuntarily falling on the prince, who was comfortably closing his eyes and smiling, seemingly enjoying himself.

Miss Wang gently took the medicine and carefully applied it to the prince's face.

At this moment, there was no verbal exchange between them, but the tacit understanding and warmth were so ordinary and commonplace that it reminded people of loving couples among ordinary people.

Mo Feng stood quietly to the side, unable to help but be drawn to this scene. He was happy for the prince, who had finally achieved his wish of winning the heart of his beauty.

However, his thoughts were quickly drawn back to the pressing situation at hand.

So he took a deep breath and solemnly reported, "Your Highness, it has been more than nine months since you left the palace. During this time, whenever Consort Liu sent someone to inquire, we all said that Your Highness's old illness would flare up from time to time, so that you were bedridden and unable to get out of bed, and therefore it was difficult for you to leave the palace and show your face."

"We will not allow any other visitors, including those to the General's Mansion, to enter."

At this point, Mo Feng paused slightly before continuing, "During the Mid-Autumn Festival, a time for family reunion, the Emperor specially dispatched a royal physician to inquire after us, but we managed to fool him."

"However, the Second Prince's visit was far too sudden. By the time I received the news, I had already missed the opportunity and failed to make adequate preparations in advance. I beg Your Highness to punish me!"

After speaking, Mo Feng knelt down without hesitation, bowing his head and awaiting the prince's judgment.

Mo Yu's face was as pale as paper. She also knelt down and bowed her head to beg for forgiveness, saying, "Your Highness, I have failed in my duties. Please punish me!" Her voice was full of self-reproach.

Dongfang Yu's expression remained calm and composed. He slightly raised his hand to signal the two to stand up, and slowly said, "This matter is not your fault. It is already quite remarkable that you were able to keep it a secret for so long. You did a very good job."

Then, he analyzed in a serious tone: "The Second Prince's visit this time is obviously because he has some solid evidence, so he came here specifically to try to find something to hold against me."

"Their actions this time are clearly ill-intentioned and have ulterior motives. No matter how you try to hide it, you will eventually be caught by them."