The Cold-Hearted Princess Who Transmigrated Here

In the days that followed, the Prime Minister's residence was bustling with activity, while Wang Xiyue was the one who was relatively the most relaxed.

All she had to do was go to the Blue Robe Pavilion to find skilled embroiderers and discuss with them the details of the wedding dress, such as its style, color, and pattern.

After careful selection, she finally decided on her favorite design, and all that was left was for the embroiderer to begin making this extraordinary wedding dress.

The rest of the time, Wang Xiyue devoted almost all her energy to taking care of her daughter. Watching the little one grow up day by day filled her heart with happiness and contentment.

At the same time, she arranged for Mo Yun to secretly bring back all the precious items she had obtained in the Killing Formation from the charity and the escort agency, and then distribute these treasures with Dongfang Yu.

Ultimately, they decided to split the ill-gotten wealth equally, each taking half.

After receiving her share, Wang Xiyue did not enjoy it alone, but instead divided it into three equal parts.

She sent one copy to her mother; another to her loving brother; and kept the last one for herself.

Meanwhile, Dongfang Yu was constantly shuttling between the Blue Robe Pavilion and the Prime Minister's Residence.

As a groom about to get married, he has an important task: to personally select all kinds of betrothal gifts.

These betrothal gifts not only need to be valuable and unique, but also need to express his deep love and sincerity for Xixi.

To this end, he spared no effort, having his subordinates gather the prized possessions of each shop and carefully compare each item in order to select the most perfect gift.

And just like that, more than three months passed by in the blink of an eye.

In the blink of an eye, Dongfang is already half a year old.

This clever and adorable little girl was deeply loved by everyone, so while everyone was busy, Wang Xiyue specially arranged a grand 100-day celebration.

The banquet invited many relatives and friends from the Prime Minister's residence, and the scene was lively and extraordinary.

The reason why Wang Xiyue went to such great lengths to organize this 100-day celebration actually had another deeper meaning: she hoped to let everyone in the entire capital of Xiyue know that her precious daughter's father was the Crown Prince of Dongyang Kingdom!

She didn't want anyone to doubt her daughter's parentage in the future, and she didn't want anyone to spread any news that was detrimental to her daughter.

Of course, after the 100-day celebration, all the preparations for her marriage were completed with the help of her family.

Everything is just waiting for the auspicious day to arrive so that this marriage can be completed.

As the day of the wedding procession's arrival drew closer, Wang Xiyue grew increasingly anxious.

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This day was September 15th.

The entire palace was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, filled with joy. Wang Xiyue put on her exquisite wedding dress, and through the dressing mirror, she saw the sorrow on her face that she could not hide.

She never expected that she would have a fear of marriage at the last minute. Before, she always wanted to escape because she thought that if the two of them were not suitable, she could leave at any time without taking responsibility or considering anyone's feelings.

Now that the marriage between these two countries has been arranged, even if the couple's relationship sours in the future, it would be almost impossible for her to continue due to the strict royal regulations.

It's truly a case of one small thing affecting the whole situation!

Just then, the sound of horses' hooves came from outside, and a maidservant reported, "Miss, His Highness the Crown Prince of Dongyang has arrived with his wedding procession."

"The master and madam are entertaining guests in the front hall, while the young master and young mistress have already taken the two children over there."

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Outside the Prime Minister's residence, sunlight streamed down the ground, illuminating Dongfang Yu's bright red wedding dress, making it appear as if it were burning with a blazing flame.

Dongfang Yu sat upright on a strong, tall horse, his handsome face bearing an undisguised smile of joy.

Wearing a red, wide-sleeved auspicious robe, a ruby-inlaid hair crown, gold-threaded auspicious clouds embroidered on the cuffs and collar, and a black and red belt with a delicate white jade pendant hanging from it, she exuded an elegant demeanor.

Gentle and refined, a true gentleman!

At the same time, his every move exuded a natural air of nobility, which made all the women watching admire him.

Behind him, a long wedding procession of a thousand people followed in a grand procession. They were dressed in their finest clothes and carried various festive items. Along the way, gongs and drums resounded, and the people stopped to watch, creating a lively and festive atmosphere.

At this moment, bursts of laughter and chatter from the maids and servants could be heard from the courtyard where Wang Xiyue was.

Upon learning of Dongfang Yu's impending arrival, Wang Xiyue's previously worried heart instantly calmed down.

It turns out that as long as she meets the right person, she won't be afraid.

She took a deep breath to calm her excited emotions, and then, accompanied by Xia Yi, slowly walked out of the room and into the sun-drenched courtyard.

At this moment, Wang Xiyue's heart was filled with anticipation and happiness. She knew that the man who had captured her heart was on his way to marry her.

Finally, amidst everyone's eager anticipation, Dongfang Yu arrived impatiently at the courtyard where Xixi lived.

He strode over, followed closely by Mo Yun and An Ying.

As Dongfang Yu entered the courtyard, he immediately saw the bride standing in the center of the courtyard.

To his surprise, Xixi neither wore a red veil nor covered her face with a fan, but instead displayed her face to everyone without reservation.

She wore a magnificent phoenix coronet and embroidered robe, looking as beautiful and captivating as a fairy descending to earth.

Her dress was long enough to trail on the ground, her slender waist was bound by a cloud-shaped belt, and a seven-jeweled coral hairpin adorned her hair, making her face appear as beautiful as a lotus flower.

Her face was no longer as plain as before; under heavy makeup, she looked even more stunning. Her eyes were filled with smiles and tenderness, and her black hair was styled into an elaborate updo, adorned with a few bright pearls the size of her little finger, sparkling like stars in her hair.

Her skin was like solidified cream, white with a rosy glow, gentle and jade-like, crystal clear, purer and more flawless than the whitest mutton fat jade; softer and more lustrous than the gentlest nephrite; more delicate and vibrant than the most beautiful rose petals; more exquisite and radiant than the clearest crystal.

Her face was beaming with love, like the colorful flowers blooming all over the mountains in spring, making him linger.

Dongfang Yu's gaze was fixed on Wang Xiyue, his eyes filled with deep affection and doting.

He walked step by step toward the woman he loved, each step so firm and powerful.

Love is like the stars in the night sky, both tender and overwhelming; love is like the shadow behind me, both elusive and ever-present; love is also like me right now, both uneasy and inexplicably delighted.

He finally married the woman he loved!

Different times, different places, different people, but the only thing that remains the same is you and me; time changes, space changes, but my endless love for you remains unchanged!

Wang Xiyue felt inexplicably about to cry. She longed for love yet feared it. His smile and his love were imprinted in her eyes, and a single tear was felt by two hearts.

She silently vowed in her heart, "Dongfang Yu, if our fate in this life was determined by our past life, then I, Wang Xiyue, am willing to give everything to believe in your love once more."

When Dongfang Yu walked up to Wang Xiyue, he stopped and gazed tenderly into her watery eyes, then said loudly, "Xixi, I've come to take you home."

His voice was loud and full of emotion, echoing throughout the courtyard.

Wang Xiyue tilted her head slightly, looked at the man in front of her who had long been her idol, nodded vigorously, and softly replied, "Mm."

Dongfang Yu was overjoyed and reached out his broad, warm hand to gently grasp her slender, soft hand.

The two intertwined their fingers, feeling the warmth and strength from each other's palms, an indescribable understanding flowing between them.

And so, Dongfang Yu took Wang Xiyue's hand and together they took the first step that symbolized the beginning of a new life.

They walked slowly along the cobblestone path, passing through corridors shaded by flowers and trees, and finally arrived at the main hall.

Along the way, a gentle breeze caressed their hair and clothes, seemingly offering them the best wishes.

At this moment, many guests had already gathered in the spacious hall. They were either chatting with each other or looking around curiously, which filled the hall with a festive and warm atmosphere.

At the very top of the hall, Wang Boxing and Li Lingling sat in the main seats.

Wang Boxing was dressed in a solemn and elegant gown, his face bearing a smile that concealed a serious expression; Li Lingling was also dressed in an elaborate and exquisite dress, her makeup exquisite, her demeanor gentle and dignified, her eyes filled with reluctance to part with her daughter who was about to get married.

To the left of the main seat are Wang Xiyue's grandmother, grandfather, maternal grandmother, maternal grandfather, and other highly respected elders.

My grandmother had a kind face and gently waved a sandalwood fan in her hand, making her appear exceptionally kind and approachable; my grandfather, on the other hand, was in good spirits, with a straight back and bright, piercing eyes.

The maternal grandmother smiled and whispered to her husband beside her, while the maternal grandfather nodded slightly from time to time to indicate that he agreed with what the other said.

On the right side of the hall stood a group of distinguished individuals, led by the Fourth Prince, Ximen Haiyun, and the Second Princess, Zixia. They represented the royal family.

Ximen Haiyun looked quite dashing in his gorgeous attire; Princess Zixia's makeup and dress were even more elaborate today, making her look so beautiful and charming. Her palace dress shimmered with dazzling light, and anyone who didn't know her would think she was the main character.

Besides the two of them, several other court officials were also present. These officials were all dressed smartly and looked arrogant.

Just then, a melodious and joyful sound of singing and chanting rang out.

The bride and groom finally appeared before everyone.

The bride, Wang Xiyue, wore a deep red wedding dress and a phoenix crown. Her face was as beautiful as a peach blossom, and her eyes sparkled with joy. The flame mark on her forehead perfectly blended her aloofness and nobility.

The groom, Dongfang Yu, was also dressed in a bright red wedding suit. He stood tall and straight like a pine tree, his face as bright as the Mid-Autumn Moon, his sideburns neatly trimmed, and his eyebrows thick and dark. The kingly aura he exuded captivated everyone.

The two walked slowly into the hall hand in hand, instantly attracting the attention of everyone present.

Seeing the bride and groom's outstanding looks and loving demeanor, the people in the hall couldn't help but exclaim in unison.

Some people nodded in approval, saying, "These two are a match made in heaven!"

Others chimed in, saying, "Absolutely! They're a perfect match, a golden couple!"

Praises rose and fell, filling the entire hall with a joyful and peaceful atmosphere.

However, among them were two resentful and indignant individuals: Ximen Haiyun and Ximen Zixia. This was because their birth mother was the current Empress, who came from the Linghou family.

Originally, the Linghou Mansion and the Prime Minister's Mansion were like water and fire, irreconcilable enemies. Moreover, these two men harbored treacherous intentions and secretly harbored their own ulterior motives, making them even more displeased with Wang Xiyue and Dongfang Yu.

Ximen Haiyun secretly pondered: Today, the Prime Minister's mansion is actually sending its only daughter to a foreign land for a political marriage. Surely, everyone in the mansion must be full of sorrow and depressed all day long. Therefore, he made a special trip here just to witness the miserable and embarrassing state of the people in the Prime Minister's mansion.

Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned. To Ximen Haiyun's great disappointment, the prime minister and his wife showed no anger or resentment whatsoever, except for their deep affection for their beloved daughter.