The Cold-Hearted Princess Who Transmigrated Here

After dinner, Wang Xiyue was feeling very tired, but the new environment made her feel uneasy and she couldn't fall asleep.

Zhuzhu hadn't had a proper rest these past few days, and the long carriage ride had left her physically and mentally exhausted. Waves of drowsiness washed over her, making her look listless and dispirited.

After she had eaten and drunk her fill, she could no longer resist the strong drowsiness and eagerly took her obedient steps toward her own room.

Then she collapsed onto the bed and quickly drifted into a sweet dream. Everything happened so naturally and smoothly that Wang Xiyue had no reason to worry.

It was just past 9 PM.

At this moment, night has fallen, and the moonlight, like water, shines on the second floor of Yuehua Pavilion.

Wang Xiyue stood there gracefully, welcoming the gentle night breeze.

Wearing a long, crimson dress, the hem of which fluttered gently in the wind, she accentuated her slender figure, making her so graceful and pleasing to the eye.

Leaning on the railing, she took in the entire bustling night view before her.

Standing here, you can see a part of the capital city. Under the various lanterns and moonlight, the buildings, whether tall or short, hidden among the streets or standing on the shore of the lake, complement each other and create a beautiful picture.

The most beautiful scenery is inside the Prince Xian's Mansion. Everywhere you look, there are pavilions and towers arranged in a well-organized and exquisite manner. The winding and secluded garden paths inside are like graceful ribbons, cleverly connecting the various rooms and landscapes.

Suddenly, as if remembering something, Wang Xiyue turned her head slightly.

Her gaze fell on the young man who had been silently waiting behind her, and her eyes revealed a sense of emotion.

"No wonder you chose to build such a two-story pavilion here. It turns out that from here, you can have such a clear view of the entire palace and most of the capital!"

Before she finished speaking, Wang Xiyue turned around again and looked up at the bright moon hanging high in the night sky.

At this moment, the moon was as round as a jade plate, radiating a bright light that illuminated the earth.

Wang Xiyue was captivated by the enchanting moonlight and couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, "Tonight happens to be the night of the full moon, the moonlight is so beautiful!"

The moonlight, like water, poured down and shone on Wang Xiyue's beautiful face.

She squinted slightly, feeling the coolness brought by the moonlight and the breeze.

At that moment, she felt as if all the moon's radiance had converged on this place, making it a mysterious fairyland.

The night sky was filled with twinkling stars and a bright moon. A gentle breeze rustled through the surrounding flowers, grasses, and trees, bringing a faint fragrance.

Wang Xiyue slowly raised her right arm, held her right hand high, her slender fingers slightly spread, and looked at the full moon in the sky through the gaps between her fingers.

At that moment, she suddenly had a strange illusion, as if she could easily touch the unreachable sky if she just stood on tiptoe.

It felt as if I possessed boundless power, capable of easily grasping the moon; and that I could pluck the twinkling stars in the night sky and hold them in my palm with a gentle touch.

Wang Xiyue unconsciously tilted her chin slightly upward, slowly closed her eyes, and immersed herself in the gentle baptism of the pure moonlight, fully enjoying the tranquility and beauty of this moment.

Her eyebrows were long and delicate, and she had abandoned the pearl flowers and tassels. Her long black hair was tied up with only a finely carved jade hairpin, and she wore light makeup.

Her demeanor was refined and virtuous, her skin delicate and her figure well-proportioned.

She seemed to be surrounded by a thin layer of mist, as thin as a cicada's wing, which danced gently, like a dream, giving her an ethereal and mysterious aura, like an elf who had stepped out of a fairyland.

This breathtaking scene of a person and a beautiful view was deeply imprinted in Dongfang Yu's eyes and etched into his heart.

At this moment, Xiyue's bright red dress appeared exceptionally vibrant under the moonlight, and she herself was even more radiant and dazzling against the backdrop of pure white and crimson.

A gentle breeze swept by, causing the skirt and gauze dress to flutter lightly, like butterflies dancing in the air.

Her waist-length black hair danced wildly in the air, making her look more like a fairy who had accidentally fallen to earth, as if she would ride the wind and ascend to heaven at the right moment.

Her lingering seemed to be due to an invisible halo tightly enveloping her, thus preventing her from leaving.

For some reason, looking at the beautiful scene before him, Dongfang Yu suddenly felt an impulse. He wanted to break the tranquility and pull this fairy-like woman back to his side.

The moment the thought crossed his mind, his body reacted.

With a slight sway, he instantly transformed into a phantom, appearing silently behind Xiyue in the blink of an eye.

Immediately afterward, before Xiyue could even realize it, a pair of strong and powerful arms gripped her slender yet soft body like iron clamps.

"No scenery is as beautiful as you!"

As he uttered these words, Dongfang Yu hugged the person in his arms tightly, as if afraid that if he let go, she would leave him.

The young man's lazy yet magnetic voice rang in Xiyue's ears, like a pebble falling into a lake, stirring up ripples.

Wang Xiyue's heart skipped a beat. This was the first time she had heard him praise her so directly. In an instant, a blush rose to her cheeks and her ears turned red.

However, the joy in her heart eventually overcame her shyness, and she slowly turned around, like a blooming flower, gently throwing herself into his warm and generous embrace.

At the same time, she playfully pinched the soft flesh on his side with three fingers.

"Is this how you always compliment other pretty girls?"

Wang Xiyue's voice was soft and gentle, but it contained a hint of jealousy and warning.

Dongfang Yu was slightly taken aback, as if an electric current had passed through his heart, and a doting smile quietly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He slowly raised his hands, as gently as a breeze across a lake, and gently cupped Xiyue's delicate and beautiful face.

At this moment, Xiyue's beautiful appearance was completely displayed before his eyes, without any concealment.

Her large, watery eyes were like deep lakes, sparkling with captivating light; her delicate, straight nose was exquisitely sculpted, as if by a master sculptor; and her rosy lips were as fresh and delicious as cherries, exuding an alluring fragrance.

Immediately afterward, Dongfang Yu could no longer suppress the emotions surging within him. He suddenly leaned down, his hot, burning lips pressing down on Xiyue's alluring, soft skin like a hungry tiger suddenly spotting its prey.

In an instant, everything around them became blurry, except for their figures, which were intertwined like vines.

Dongfang Yu frantically sucked on the sweetness in Xiyue's mouth; the taste was like nectar, making him unable to stop.

As for Xiyue, after her initial shock, she was gradually infected by his enthusiasm. Her originally calm heart was stirred and she gradually sank into this intense, passionate, and soul-stirring love.

At first, Xiyue was in a passive state of endurance, but she slowly began to respond. Her arms involuntarily wrapped around the young man's neck, and her body moved closer to him.

She responded passionately to every kiss and caress from her boyfriend, as if she wanted to pour all her emotions into them.

Their lips and tongues intertwined, going back and forth, sometimes gentle and slow, sometimes intense and passionate, like a burning flame that grew brighter and brighter.

As the passion between the two intensified, Dongfang Yu felt that the desires hidden deep within her heart were being completely ignited.

That intense desire was like a surging wave, crashing against his rational defenses, making him almost unable to control himself.

He felt as if he were in a scorching ocean, surrounded by rolling heat waves, and he could be submerged by the surging tides at any moment.

At this moment, all he wanted to do was fully enjoy the wonderful time he spent with Xiyue.

He was breathing heavily, desperately trying to stop himself from doing anything that might lead him to lose his mind.

However, the soft, warm body in his arms clung to him like a magnet, making it difficult for him to break free.

Finally, he used all his reason, tightened his arms around the person in his arms with one hand, and with the other hand, he threw off his large cloak, covering her completely.

Immediately afterwards, he lightly touched the ground with his toes and swooped down from the sky like an eagle. In the blink of an eye, the two landed steadily on the first floor.

Without the slightest hesitation, he carried the person in his arms straight into the dormitory. With a "bang," the door slammed shut, leaving only the two of them inside.

Dongfang Yu gently placed Xiyue on the large bed, and then sat on the edge of the bed, propping himself up on his elbows and pressing down on her.

In an instant, their noses were touching, so close that their hot breaths could be exchanged.

Dongfang Yu squinted at the stunningly beautiful face before him, and forced out a sentence through gritted teeth: "Xiyue, you're testing my patience!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Xiyue showed no sign of backing down; instead, her smile grew even brighter.

She gently shook her head, unwilling to admit it, but her eyes shone like dazzling gems, radiating brilliance.

Immediately afterwards, she gently raised her slender arms and slowly but firmly wrapped them around the young man's neck again.

Her hands seemed to be performing a silent dance, instantly pulling the young man's body closer until there was no gap between them.

Then, she tilted her head slightly, her fair and jade-like neck as graceful and beautiful as a swan's.

She offered herself to him, and he was overjoyed beyond words.

The only sounds in the world were their burning breaths and heartbeats.

The beautiful woman's body was already in his arms. Her soft and fragrant body caused the last bit of rationality that Dongfang Yu had been holding onto to crumble in an instant.

At this moment, he could no longer suppress his emotions and desires, so he simply abandoned all his worries and constraints, indulging himself and immersing himself in this wonderful and passionate moment.

One passionate and lingering kiss after another flowed like a tide, each one longer and deeper than the last.

His lips were burning hot, moving down her smooth, silky skin.

First, it landed on that delicate and charming collarbone, gently caressing it, leaving a faint, light red mark.

Then the feeling moved to her rounded shoulders, feeling the endless tenderness beneath her skin.

Then he continued his exploration downwards... Every inch of her skin seemed to exude a captivating fragrance, like an invisible magic that drew him forward, making him intoxicated and reluctant to leave.

However, as the passionate kiss drew to a close, Dongfang Yu was astonished to find that the person in his arms was already panting heavily, her eyes closed, and she had fallen into a state of half-sleep and half-awake.

Despite the burning desire within him that remained unfulfilled, Dongfang Yu gradually regained his senses.

Seeing Xiyue's tired yet clinging tightly to him, he suddenly realized that the person in his arms was feeling uneasy and scared in an unfamiliar environment, and even though she was sleepy and tired, she still wanted to stay with him.

He muttered to himself, both helpless and delighted, "So my Xixi is just as insecure."

Seeing her pitiful state of wanting to sleep but not daring to, Dongfang Yu had no choice but to suppress all his desires and cover her exposed body with the quilt.

He pulled her and the blanket into his arms, and whispered gently in Xiyue's ear, "I won't touch you anymore, go to sleep!"

"I'll leave after you fall asleep!"

Without the young man's antics, Wang Xiyue, smelling the familiar scent, lost her willpower and lay down on the soft bed, feeling so warm and comfortable all over, and fell into a deep sleep.

In her dream, she seemed to see a happy future where she and her brother raised a child together, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously turned up.

After seeing that Xiyue was fast asleep, Dongfang Yu got up to tidy his own clothes and helped Xiyue put away her dress before leaving with peace of mind.

He looked forward to spending every day with her in the future; he wasn't in a hurry.