The Cold-Hearted Princess Who Transmigrated Here

At 9:00 AM, a group of people arrived at the gate of Yuecheng.

The speeding carriage gradually slowed down, and Wang Xiyue looked out the window. The city gate, which was just a stone's throw away, was exactly the same as it had been six years ago, with no changes.

She chuckled to herself, realizing she was actually feeling a bit apprehensive about returning home.

Habits are a terrible thing.

In six years, Guozhao Temple and Yuenian Nunnery have become her second home.

After many years, she has finally returned.

After the routine inspection of the carriage was completed, the group slowly entered the city.

Looking at the bustling streets, the crowds, and the lively scene, Wang Xiyue felt a sense of unfamiliarity.

Although she hadn't been back for many years, her father, mother, and brother could see her every month, and the family seemed to have never been apart, so she didn't realize there was a sense of distance between them.

On the contrary, the city felt very unfamiliar to her, and she felt out of place when she suddenly integrated into it.

That sense of rejection came from the bottom of my heart.

Accustomed to the quiet and secluded mountains and forests, she couldn't help but feel a little irritable when she suddenly arrived in the capital city, a place of complex interpersonal relationships and extravagant lifestyles.

Wang Xijie sat opposite his sister and watched as his usually calm sister glanced out the car window a few times and then kept rubbing her brow.

He was very worried. "Yueyue, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Or is it because you've been sitting in the carriage for too long?"

"Or perhaps it's due to the change in environment?"

Wang Xiyue smiled at her brother, "It's alright, I was just a little bored sitting in the carriage for so long. Let's get off and wander around!"

Wang Xijie assumed his sister wanted to buy something, so he readily agreed.

People say that girls like to go shopping, buy pretty clothes, and buy fancy jewelry.

My sister has always dressed very simply in the temple over the years, and she doesn't wear many pieces of jewelry.

He also took the opportunity to carefully select a few items to give to his younger sister as a coming-of-age gift.

Chen Tian, ​​accompanied by a group of guards, led the young master and young lady on a leisurely stroll through the streets, with the horses at the ready.

There were quite a few people on the street, but it was rare to see such a large and well-traveled group.

So many people around them were filled with curiosity and unconsciously stared at them.

They not only observed them but also tried to guess their identities.

Passerby A asked the person next to him in a low voice, puzzled, "Who do you think these people are?"

The person being asked glanced at the answer a few more times and replied, "That young master who is leading the group seems to be a member of a noble family. After all, there aren't many people who can go out with eighteen guards, and they are all young, strong, and have a strong presence."

Passerby B chimed in, "I always felt that young man looked familiar. He seemed to be the eldest son of the Prime Minister's family. I once saw him riding by on horseback while I was out shopping, and his back view looked quite similar."

Passerby C retorted, "I think they are from some underworld gang, coming to our capital city for the first time to broaden their horizons."

“Look at that young man, although his clothes are of decent quality, the fabric is dark in color, while the girl next to him is dressed in old clothes, the fabric of which is only slightly better than that of commoners, and she doesn’t have any hairpins or ornaments on her head.”

Passerby B scoffed, "You're just judging people by their appearance. Are you showing contempt for the Prime Minister's residence?"

"Do you think everyone is like the Ling family, always dressed in fine silks and satins, adorned with gold and silver jewelry?"

"Judging from their aura, I feel that they come from the Prime Minister's residence. Besides, the Prime Minister's family has such a good reputation, and I have never heard of any scandals. Perhaps their young master and young lady do not care about their appearance, are not hypocritical, and just like to keep a low profile."

Passerby C was furious. He was just guessing; he had no intention of looking down on the Prime Minister's residence. Yet this person was slandering him.

He took a few deep breaths. "You think you're whoever you want? I'm not going to bother arguing with you."

After saying that, he left angrily.

Wang Xiyue, standing a few feet away, listened to their comments and smiled silently. These people were quite knowledgeable and knew a lot about the Ling family and the Prime Minister's residence.

She turned to look at her brother, raised an eyebrow, and said with praise and surprise, "Brother, you've done well these past few years! So low-key."

Wang Xijie blushed slightly. He had always been unrestrained and flamboyant, but after being reprimanded by his father a few times, he had become much more restrained. He quietly explained to his sister, "It's all because Father said that we should keep a low profile when we're out and about. The Prime Minister's residence is both a talisman and a death warrant."

"The court is divided into factions, each pursuing their own interests. He might not be able to protect me at all times, so he told me not to rely too much on the name of the Prime Minister's Mansion."

He has grown a lot in the past few years. Although his father holds a high position and great power, he is always on the edge of his seat. So he listens to his father’s words. He is always very low-key when he goes out and never flaunts the Prime Minister’s Mansion. Therefore, there are no signs or logos related to the Prime Minister’s Mansion on his carriage.

The guards themselves only had the Prime Minister's Mansion emblem embroidered on inconspicuous collars and cuffs, which outsiders generally wouldn't recognize.

Wang Xiyue is not afraid of anyone's judgment, nor does she care about others saying that she is dressed in cheap clothes, and she doesn't care about the contempt and ridicule of the rich.

After all, people who don't know you will only offer superficial comments. You are the person you are, not just someone they think you are.

As long as it's not a personal attack, Wang Xiyue accepts all comments about her status, position, or appearance without question.

But Wang Xijie, the older brother, would not allow anyone to slander his sister in the slightest.

Even doing it secretly is not allowed.

So, along the way, Wang Xijie stood behind her with full force, silently supporting his sister, treating himself as her subordinate, and indirectly telling those who didn't understand that his sister was the main person and he was the assistant.

Chen Tian and the others were all martial artists, so their hearing was naturally better than that of ordinary people. Although there were many people coming and going and the comments were deliberately kept low, they could still hear everything clearly.

Just strolling around town and hearing so much criticism—it's true what they say, fame is a double-edged sword.

He noticed that other wealthy young ladies would drive directly to their usual jewelry and clothing stores, get out of the car, walk a few steps, go inside to select and buy their items, and then return to the carriage to move on to the next shop. In the end, they didn't actually walk more than a few steps.

Only the young lady herself was really just strolling around casually. She didn't seem to be looking to buy anything; instead, she mostly looked around and observed, only glancing at things that particularly interested her.

Miss's habit is just like that of the guards when they go out on business. In order to complete the task quickly, they will familiarize themselves with the surrounding environment in advance and make preparations according to the local conditions.

Seeing that her group was indeed attracting attention, and since she usually disliked being ostentatious, Wang Xiyue suggested, "Brother, why don't you go back to the manor first, and leave me the carriage or a horse?"

She prefers to be alone, and she feels more comfortable and at ease shopping by herself.

Wang Xijie was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but burst into laughter.

With his sister's high IQ but practically zero EQ, the capital city is full of high-ranking officials and nobles. Although he's not afraid of the Prime Minister's mansion, he's really worried that some fearless person might come up and cause trouble, and then his sister might lose control and be crippled.

Although few people in the capital dare to offend the Prime Minister's residence now, there are still some blind fools.

After so many years, his younger sister must be unfamiliar with this place. He was really worried about not staying by her side. If he listened and ran away beforehand, he would either be beaten to death by his father or nagged to death by his mother.

“Although the capital is usually quite peaceful, it’s still not safe for you to go alone. I’ll have the other guards go back to the mansion first, and Chen Tian and I will stay here. The three of us will take a carriage back later.”

Wang Xiyue could tell from her brother's teasing look that he thought she wasn't smooth enough. But the idea wasn't bad either. There weren't many people, and with her brother, who was familiar with the group, guiding them, it would save her a lot of trouble.

She just wanted to get more familiar with the place, since she had been away for six years.

After strolling around for about an incense stick's time, the three of them entered a rather magnificent three-story building.

Blue Robe Pavilion.

What initially drew Wang Xiyue to this place was the surprising inscription on the plaque.

These three characters are elegant and unrestrained yet subtly sharp. Although she herself does not like to dabble in literature, it does not prevent her from appreciating art. After all, she has a calligraphy master as her teacher. Even if she has not learned the essence, her eye for appreciation is still quite good under the influence of her.

Upon entering, she found the store's decor to be elegant and understated, with antique and tasteful ornaments that made it easy to tell, even without professional knowledge, that they were quite expensive.

Understated luxury, truly deserving of its name.

There were also ready-made garment samples hanging on the wall. She glanced at the women's styles casually and was actually quite satisfied with them.

The design is simple and elegant, and looks very comfortable. Some details are handled with exquisite care, and the color is also my favorite main color, blue.

The men's version also features a color scheme primarily in blue and black.

These men's and women's styles seem to have been designed specifically for a couple.

The owner of this loft really loves blue.

No wonder it's called the Blue Robe Pavilion; it truly lives up to its name.

However, Wang Xiyue herself also likes blue.

Because blue represents peace and tranquility.

In her rare moments of leisure at Qingzhu Courtyard, she often likes to lie on a bamboo chair and look at the blue sky, especially at dusk when the clear, azure color naturally calms her down.

She really likes this boss's style; she'd like to get to know him if she has the chance.

The shop wasn't exactly crowded, but it was certainly packed with people—about a dozen or so. Judging by their clothes, they were all wealthy gentlemen, each accompanied by one or two maids or guards.

It seems this store is quite popular.

She thought that with such simple clothing that was more suited to the martial arts world, those high-ranking noble families probably wouldn't even glance at her, but she was clearly mistaken.

Seeing how interested his younger sister was in the place, Wang Xijie began to enthusiastically explain it to her.

“This shop was built three years ago. At first, everyone thought it was a newly opened restaurant, but later they found out it was a clothing and jewelry store.”

"At first, many people found that the clothes here were not outstanding at all, and the decoration was not magnificent. Many dignitaries felt that coming here was beneath their class, and very few people bought anything. I even thought it was going to have to close down."

"However, those who travel the world and are not short of money really like it."

Wang Xijie chuckled and revealed his little secret, "I really like it, but it's a bit expensive, so I've only ordered it once. The design is simple, it's convenient for fighting, and most importantly, it's dirt-resistant."

When he was away from home, his parents didn't make any demands, so he could wear whatever he wanted. But if he were at home, his mother would definitely disagree. The mansion had regular embroidery workshops that regularly took measurements and made clothes for everyone in the mansion. All the clothes he wore had to be approved by his parents.

Every year it's basically the same style. Even if he's a man, he'll get bored after wearing it for twenty years.

So he secretly ordered the clothes he liked.

"After a while, I don't know why, the store suddenly became very popular and has been sought after by many people ever since, especially by wealthy and powerful families."

"I heard that the clothes here have to be booked in advance and customized, which can take anywhere from a few months to a year."

"And you have to buy them in pairs, either as a couple or engaged."

Wang Xiyue stared wide-eyed at her brother, asking in shock, "Brother, you didn't even tell me you were getting engaged!"

Wang Xijie quickly explained, "Don't rush! Let me finish!"

"Single people can also buy it, but they must buy two sets, one for men and one for women. It means that no matter if you have someone to give you a gift, you must buy one set of clothes for men and one set for women, which is commonly known as couple's outfits."

Although Wang Xiyue didn't live with her family every day, she knew her brother's character very well. She asked suspiciously, "Brother, you don't have someone you like, do you? And you're secretly preparing something to give to my sister-in-law in the future, do you?"

Wang Xijie was afraid that his sister would expose his secret, so he interrupted her calmly, saying, "I didn't."

He felt his rebuttal was too quick and a bit like he was trying to cover something up, so he quickly whispered in his sister's ear, "Your brother isn't a real monk, of course I have someone I like."

After he finished speaking, he thought of the girl's identity and felt a chill in his heart. He figured that the women's clothing he had secretly ordered would be difficult to give away in this lifetime.

"She probably doesn't like me."

Wang Xiyue disliked her brother's dejected and heartbroken expression. "Brother, haven't you confessed your feelings to that girl yet?"

"How will she know you like her if you don't tell her yourself?"

"How do you know she doesn't like you if you haven't even asked her directly?"

She persisted, saying, "My brother is so outstanding, she'll definitely like you."

"Brother, don't be afraid. You must be brave when you meet a girl you like."

"If you don't act soon, aren't you afraid someone else will snatch her away?"

Then, with a heavy heart, he added, "Once you miss it, it will be a lifelong regret. You'd better hurry!"

Wang Xijie sighed helplessly again when he thought about the other party's identity. It was better for his sister not to know, to avoid getting into trouble. "Yueyue, don't worry about me. I'm a grown-up, I can handle my own affairs."

Finally, she pleaded in a low voice, "Don't tell Mom and Dad! This is our secret."

Wang Xiyue was unaware of the specifics and declined to comment further.

With our family's social standing, we could marry even a princess, if you put it in a more respectable way. Our parents aren't people who value status or position. Even if he's a commoner, as long as he has a clean background, our parents would never refuse him, since my father himself came from a commoner background.

Logically, the older brother should not be afraid to ask for her hand in marriage, but he looks worried now, which means the problem is quite difficult.

It couldn't possibly be that she likes men, could it?!

If that were the case, my parents probably wouldn't be able to accept such a shocking and unconventional relationship.

This is a serious problem.

Yes, it's not just a little, it's very serious.

Wang Xiyue couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Brother, you're not gay, are you?"

Wang Xijie almost cursed, and couldn't help but reach out and flick his sister's forehead, "What are you thinking? Your brother likes women."

Seeing her brother's strong reaction, Wang Xiyue realized the problem wasn't too serious, which made things easier.

Later, when she has time, she will definitely investigate which girl is so captivating to her brother. If there are no problems, then she, as the younger sister, will definitely overcome all difficulties to help her brother win the heart of the beauty.