The Cold-Hearted Princess Who Transmigrated Here

The next morning.

It was already broad daylight, and the sun was shining brightly.

The Prince Xian's residence remained quiet, with many people still fast asleep, especially Dongfang Yu, Wang Xiyue, and Zhuzhu, who were still immersed in sweet dreams.

Just then, a commotion suddenly arose outside the Cloud Pavilion.

Lying in bed, Dongfang Yu asked, "What's happening outside? Why is it so noisy?"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a dark figure flashed out from the corner of the room, appearing before the bed in the blink of an eye. The figure knelt on one knee, bowed his head, and said, "Your subordinate has failed in his duties; please forgive me, Your Highness!"

Dongfang Yu did not open his eyes at this moment, but gently rubbed his temples with his hand, and then asked again, "What exactly happened?"

Shadow bowed his head and replied, "Your Highness, it was Miss Wen Xixi who wanted to see you. We were ordered to stop her, but she forced her way in, so we were unable to stop her outside the palace."

She said she wanted to check in person to see if your condition had improved.

Upon hearing this, Dongfang Yu suddenly opened his eyes, a barely perceptible hint of irritation flashing in his deep, pool-like eyes.

Immediately afterwards, he got up quickly and began to put on his clothes with deft movements. He absolutely could not let this woman disturb Xiyue, who was resting.

Dongfang Yu quickly tidied her clothes and then walked briskly to the wheelchair next to her and sat down.

He pushed his wheelchair with both hands toward the door.

After making a ruckus in the courtyard for most of the day, Wen Xixi's expression instantly became complicated when she saw the door open and finally saw the person she had been missing.

There was anger, there was joy, but mostly there was deep resentment.

After all, she hadn't seen Dongfang Yu for almost a year, and her longing for him grew stronger every day.

However, for so long, Dongfang Yu has consistently avoided seeing her, only having his servants prevent her from entering. She has given so much, yet he has not responded. How could she not feel sad and heartbroken?

Yesterday, when she heard the news from her servants that she had seen Mo Yun bring back a woman from Xiyue Kingdom on the street, she was very angry.

She was even more furious when she heard that the woman had been moved into the Yuehua Pavilion of the Prince Xian's Mansion.

At this moment, Wen Xixi's eyebrows were raised and her almond eyes were wide open. Her originally pretty face was flushed red with anger, and she completely forgot that she had come to visit a patient.

She angrily questioned Dongfang Yu loudly.

"Brother Yu, why haven't you seen me for so long? And you even had your men bring back a woman! Not only that, you've also placed her in the Moonflower Pavilion! What gives you the right?"

Upon hearing this, Dongfang Yu's face instantly darkened, becoming as cold as frost. He coldly replied, "Miss Wen, when did it become your business to inquire about my private affairs?"

Wen Xixi never expected that the man in front of her would speak to her with such a cold attitude.

Back then, he had always treated me with such gentleness, humility, and politeness.

Now, just because of a strange woman who appeared out of nowhere, he has changed his attitude and become so cold and ruthless towards me.

"How...how could you do this to me?" Wen Xixi stared wide-eyed at Dongfang Yu in disbelief, her eyes gradually welling up with tears, and her voice trembled slightly.

"Hmph! It must be because of that woman! I'm going to see what kind of vixen could bewitch you like this!"

Before she finished speaking, Wen Xixi had already turned around and rushed towards Yuehua Pavilion, not even having time to take her personal maid with her.

Dongfang Yu was now in a wheelchair. Although he was extremely anxious, he had to pretend to be unable to move in front of others, so he was unable to catch up quickly.

Seeing that Wen Xixi's figure was about to disappear, he had no choice but to give the order: "Someone! Go and stop her! Do not allow her to step into Yuehua Pavilion."

Inside the Moonflower Pavilion, Wang Xiyue had actually been awake for a while, but she still felt tired and weak, so she was reluctant to get up.

However, as the noise from outside grew louder, she could no longer suppress her curiosity and decided to get up and investigate.

Wen Xixi was cleverly blocked outside Yuehua Pavilion by the guards of the Prince Xian's Mansion.

Unable to fight back or get in, she could only angrily lash out with her whip to vent her anger.

After a long while, she finally saw the gate of Yuehua Pavilion open from the inside, but only a woman slowly walked out. Only then did she stop whipping the woman and stare at her angrily.

Upon seeing the princess appear, the six guards by the door immediately straightened up, then knelt on one knee before her, bowing and clasping their hands, saying, "Miss, please calm down. We have failed in our duty and disturbed your peace."

Wang Xiyue remained calm and said slowly, "Alright, get up!"

After the guards stood up, they immediately resumed their formation to protect the princess. Each of them looked at Wen Xixi warily, knowing that if she acted recklessly again, they would not hesitate to take action.

If the princess were to get hurt, their lives would likely be in danger.

Wen Xixi didn't hold back in judging the other woman from head to toe. The woman in front of her was thin, plain-looking, looked frail, and had no dignified or gentle demeanor.

Wen Xixi's face revealed a deep disdain, and she sneered, "Hmph, how dare you, such an insignificant little woman, live in this Moonflower Pavilion? You're just delusional!"

At the same time, Wang Xiyue was also scrutinizing the woman who had come to cause trouble.

The other party was dressed in a bright and eye-catching red outfit. There were no maids serving him or guards protecting him. Judging from his figure and strength, he must be a martial arts expert.

Then look at the long black whip she's clutching tightly in her hand; it must be her usual weapon.

She now truly loathes whips.

Wang Xiyue's expression was cold and stern, her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of her mouth turned up in a mocking smile. She stated the facts without showing any weakness: "Whether I'm worthy or not, I've already moved in."

"But you didn't."

She leaned casually against the door, her arms elegantly crossed over her chest, her expression indifferent, but a sharp glint flickered in her eyes.

"On what basis do you judge whether I am worthy or not?"

"What right do you have to interfere in the affairs of the Prince Xian's residence?"

Then, she slightly raised her chin, her eyes sharp as knives, staring directly at the other person, and continued, "Or do you think that only you are qualified to stay? Then you might as well tell me the reason, so that I know what you rely on to be so arrogant!"

She continued to guide him, "I am always reasonable and easy to talk to. As long as you can explain the reasons why you are 'the only one worthy' in detail, if it is reasonable, I may approve your move into this manor."

Upon hearing this, Wen Xixi felt a sudden sense of panic.

Although she has always considered herself to be the Princess Consort of the Virtuous Prince, she has no proof whatsoever.

She pondered to herself how to answer, so as not to be looked down upon by this seemingly harmless but actually troublesome woman, while also subtly highlighting her noble status as the "Wise Princess".

Just as she was racking her brains, she suddenly heard a series of hurried footsteps.

In an instant, the dark clouds arrived like a bolt of lightning.

Almost at the same moment, Shadow and Dongfang Yu also arrived.

Dongfang Yu was extremely anxious. He kept urging the guards to quicken their pace, so much so that in the end, the wheelchair was carried by two guards at breakneck speed.

Wang Xiyue caught a glimpse of the young man in the wheelchair, and a sudden sense of doubt and growing worry arose in her heart.

She instinctively wanted to step forward to meet him, but as soon as she lifted her right foot, she quickly pulled it back.

Because at this moment, she knew that the most urgent task was to deal with this woman of unknown origin in front of her.

Seeing that Xiyue had been woken up, Dongfang Yu felt guilty and remorseful.

Meanwhile, Mo Yun was very worried that the princess might misunderstand the prince.

So he quickly moved to a spot not far from the princess. His lips trembled slightly, but he didn't utter a single sound.

It turned out that he was using telepathy to secretly convey those unknown secrets to the princess.

"Your Highness, this woman is Wen Xixi, the only daughter of Wen Renjia, the current Grand General of Dongyang Kingdom."

Mo Yun's tone sounded somewhat solemn.

"Since the Prince's return, the Emperor, perhaps feeling guilty, issued an edict to bestow upon the Prince the title of Prince Xian. In addition, the Prince's legs have fully recovered. As a result, some young ladies from prominent families in the capital are hoping to marry into the Prince's family."

Mo Yun continued to explain to the princess.

"Among these people, Wen Xixi is the most relentless. She's practically obsessed with the prince, determined to get what she wants!"

At this point, Mo Yun couldn't help but frown.

"This connection dates back three years. In order to successfully win over the General's Mansion, the Prince had several private meetings and discussions with General Wen."

At this point, Mo Yun paused slightly, seemingly considering how to phrase his next words more appropriately.

"It was at that time that Wen Xixi had a chance encounter with the prince at home, and from then on she fell deeply in love with him."

“From that time on, she felt that the prince could only belong to her alone, and no one else could compete with her for the title of Princess Consort.”

Mo Yun took a deep breath and poured out all the information without reservation.

Even if Mo Yun hadn't said anything, Wang Xiyue could probably guess the truth from what had just happened.

This girl was so unreasonable and dared to barge in alone, yet the guards of the Prince Xian's mansion didn't dare to really fight her. This shows that she has powerful backing, and that the young man not only fears her but also has to tolerate her audacity.

Dongfang Yu quickly slid the wheelchair in front of Xiyue, perfectly blocking Wen Xixi's malicious and hostile gaze.

When he looked up at Wen Xixi, his face was as gloomy as the sky before a storm, extremely intimidating; his eyes were flashing with a cold light, as if they could pierce one's soul.

He leaned back slightly in his wheelchair and reprimanded Wen Xixi without any mercy: "Miss Wen, if you have nothing urgent to attend to, I hope you will leave immediately. Do not cause trouble or act recklessly in my residence! Otherwise, don't blame me for disregarding the General's feelings!"

Wen Xixi bit her lip so hard that her gums almost bled. Although she was resentful and knew that her brother Yu needed her father's help, she dared not offend the noble prince in front of her.

However, she was unwilling to let him turn around and leave in such a dejected manner.

If she can't get to the bottom of this today, how can she swallow this insult? How can she hold her head high in front of her servants in the future?

Thinking of this, Wen Xixi suppressed her anger and mustered her courage to ask again, "Who exactly is she to you? How can she live in this royal residence so openly, especially in the Moonflower Pavilion?"

Upon hearing this, Dongfang Yu remained expressionless, but replied in an increasingly cold tone, "She is Wang Xiyue, the daughter of the current Prime Minister of the Western Moon Kingdom."

After a brief pause, he emphasized, "Not only that, she is also my savior! Without her help, I would probably be dead long ago. I will never forget this kindness!"

Upon hearing this, Wen Xixi felt a surge of anger rising within her, but upon reflection, she couldn't seem to find a suitable reason to lash out.