The Cold-Hearted Princess Who Transmigrated Here

Wang Xijie was planning to buy a gift, so after the two finished whispering to each other, he hurriedly pulled his sister past the first few people to pick out something nice, lest someone else snatch it away first.

"Excuse me, excuse me..."

After a series of "excuse me"s, the two quickly squeezed through the crowd to the counter where the jewelry was the best-selling item.

Ling Hong had managed to get a date with a girl he was interested in today, and since he was in a good mood, he didn't really want to cause any trouble.

He originally planned to win the girl's favor so that he could naturally take her as his twelfth concubine.

But someone just bumped into him. It certainly wouldn't hurt, but he still felt that his dignity had been offended, and that it was a loss of face.

To make him lose face in front of the woman he likes would be an utter disgrace.

In the capital, the upper-class families are never short of money, and those who can come to the Blue Robe Pavilion usually have some power behind them.

He didn't want to make a big fuss, so he planned to keep quiet. But after taking a look at the two men's clothes, he was certain that they were from a remote place and were probably just ordinary people who had just started their careers. How dare they bump into him, the famous young master of the Ling family.

They must be visiting Beijing for the first time, so they're not used to the world and find everything new and interesting. They have no idea how expensive or difficult it is to book items at this store.

If we don't teach them a lesson today, they'll never know who's in charge in the capital.

After careful consideration, Ling Hong decisively decided to let these two commoners experience firsthand how high the sky is and how thick the earth is in the capital.

"Men, drag those two lowly commoners who just passed by here!"

"They dare to bump into me, they must be tired of living!"

"I'm in a good mood today and don't want to kill anyone, so I'll just break their arms and legs as a lesson."

The two guards following Ling Hong were also used to being arrogant. After hearing their master's orders, they immediately walked towards Wang Xijie and his sister.

The two people walked too fast, and they didn't have time to see their faces clearly. They only saw their backs, and they seemed somewhat familiar. However, judging from the cheap fabric of their clothes, they didn't look like people with powerful connections.

The two guards prepared to arrest the man as usual and give him a severe beating.

If they are poor, then even if they are not killed, they should be made to be permanently disabled.

If someone has a bit of connections, they can just extort some pocket money and be done with it. Anyway, even if they complain to the emperor, the empress will step in to help resolve all the trouble.

Wang Xiyue frowned when she heard Ling Hong's outrageous accusations. She couldn't help but want to stomp on such disgusting scum as greenbottle flies whenever she saw him.

Wang Xijie was used to the bullying behavior of the Ling family in the capital and was disgusted by it. Others might be afraid, but who was he? Could he be afraid? So he calmly told his sister, "Yueyue, continue picking out jewelry. If you like anything, tell your brother and I'll buy it for you."

"Don't get your hands dirty with these petty thugs, I'll handle it."

After speaking, Wang Xijie gave the newcomer no time to react.

With a turn, he used 30% of his internal strength to deliver two consecutive kicks, hitting the target precisely.

The two guards who rushed over felt a sharp pain in their stomachs and were then kicked backwards and thrown to the ground.

With a thud, the two men crashed heavily onto the empty floor of the store.

While shocked by the other's fighting prowess, the two also felt an urge to bang their heads against a wall.

It turned out to be the eldest son of the Prime Minister's mansion. Given their insubordination just now, it would be perfectly reasonable for them to be beaten to death by him.

That kick had already nearly killed them both. Now they were so scared that they didn't dare to breathe or get up. They just stood there, bent over, clutching their stomachs and groaning in pain.

Whether from being kicked or from being frightened, both of them were sweating profusely.

Chen Tian naturally noticed the commotion, but he was standing at the shop entrance, several feet away from the young master, and separated by a group of men and women, so he couldn't stop him immediately. However, he wasn't worried at all.

The lackeys of the Ling family, whose martial arts skills are mediocre, are only able to act arrogantly because they rely on the power of the Empress and the Imperial Concubine. They have no real skills at all and are just bullies.

His young master's martial arts skills were even better than his own. Although he had never witnessed his young lady's martial arts skills, given her persistent nature, her martial arts skills must be a hundred times stronger than those of ordinary good-for-nothings. So, he calmly and slowly squeezed over to prepare to clean up the mess.

Ling Hong stared incredulously at the young man before him, who he had thought was a lowly commoner, who turned out to be Wang Xijie, the prime minister's only son.

Now we definitely can't resort to violence again, and even insults need to be carefully considered.

He was so frustrated he felt like he was about to burst, and finally couldn't help but tease, "Young Master Wang is so modest!"

It's utterly shameful for the legitimate son of a prime minister to go out dressed like a servant.

Wang Xijie had noticed the arrogant and domineering Ling Hong as soon as he entered the store, and the group of people surrounding him were all scions of prominent families who were on good terms with the Ling family.

He never got along with them and wouldn't say a word unless he was being harassed for no reason.

"Young Master Ling has truly brought honor to Lord Ling!"

"After being away for a while, your Ling family can arrest whomever you want and kill whomever you want? Is there no law anymore?"

"Is this capital city under the Ling family's control? Should I have my father ask the Emperor if the Ling family is truly in charge of this empire?"

Ling Hong was nearly driven mad with anger after hearing Wang Xijie's question. Although he thought so in his heart and had been doing so all along, it was tantamount to treason, a crime he would never admit to.

Normally, the Prime Minister's residence and the Ling residence are at odds, but they also tacitly agree to keep to themselves.

Therefore, apart from members of the royal family, the Ling family in the capital never had to give anyone a friendly look and always acted with impunity.

I never expected to run into a brick wall today.

If Wang Xijie's words were to reach the mansion, not to mention the Emperor, even his own father could cripple him.

If this gets back to the palace, it will be even more serious; the Ling family will be feared and suppressed by the emperor.

Ling Hong retorted angrily, "Don't you dare tarnish the reputation of my Ling family. This capital and this entire country belong to His Majesty."

But he was unwilling to give up so easily.

So he panicked and launched into a tirade of accusations, "Young Master Wang is from the Prime Minister's residence, how come he goes out dressed so shabbily?"

"Is the Prime Minister's residence so short of money and manpower? There isn't even a single servant around."

"If you need anything, just tell me, and I'll donate some for you."

"Besides, when did you, the son of a prime minister, become so indiscriminate in your tastes, even associating with a lowly commoner?"

Wang Xijie's anger instantly surged, and he was almost about to explode with rage. "Shut your dog mouth!"

Ling Hongzhen has a damn habit of looking down on people. You can't go out without wearing gold and silver or fine silk, right?

He actually called his own sister a lowly person. You can scold him, but daring to insult his sister is simply courting death!

Wang Xiyue turned to look at the arrogant man opposite her who dared not speak again. Her eyes narrowed with displeasure. When did such extravagance become so prevalent in the capital? Or had the Ling family become so powerful that they acted with such impunity?

Ling Shizi, isn't that Ling Hong? No wonder he looks familiar.

Six years ago, he conspired with two princes to humiliate and severely injure Dongfang Yu, leaving Dongfang Yu on the verge of death.

She suffered nightmares every night for the next year. If she hadn't gone to Guozhao Temple and received guidance and guidance from her master, she would have had a mental breakdown. Now she actually dared to appear in front of me, wanting to hit and kill me, spewing all sorts of foul language. Does she want to die?

The Ling family is the only group she has ever considered killing so far. She hasn't even gone to settle accounts with them yet, and they've already delivered themselves to her doorstep looking for a beating. She'll settle that score eventually, but she'll start by collecting some interest today.

Wang Xiyue stepped forward to pull her brother back from the brink of a breakdown, then quickly walked up to Ling Hong and, without hesitation, used half of her inner strength to slap him twice.

Two crisp snapping sounds rang out in succession.

The two slaps were loud and clear.

Then, to everyone's horror, Ling Hong's face quickly swelled up.

Two obvious slap marks were visible on his face, one on the left and one on the right, and a trace of blood seeped from the corner of Ling Hong's mouth.

Ling Hong was stunned by the beating. In all his life, only his father had ever punished him; no one else had ever dared to hurt a single hair on his head.

His face was contorted with rage, his features contorted in a grotesque grimace, and his swollen face made him look especially repulsive.

His face, slapped, turned a purplish-red color with rage, almost bursting.

He was both anxious and furious, his trembling finger pointing at Wang Xiyue: "You... are you courting death..."

Because his tongue was numb from the shock, he couldn't even speak clearly for a while.

It's clear how hard Wang Xiyue slapped him.

Even if she couldn't hear clearly, Wang Xiyue could guess what he wanted to say.

Seeing that Ling Hong looked like he was about to devour someone, Wang Xijie and Chen Tian decisively stepped in front of Wang Xiyue.

Others might fear the Ling family, but the Prime Minister's family is not. They'd rather fight to the death and see who's tougher.

Wang Xiyue didn't provoke trouble, but she wasn't afraid of it either. She parted the two people standing in front of her, stared at Ling Hong with disgust, and said calmly, as if she were saying that the weather wasn't very good today: "If you keep barking, you might lose an arm or a leg. If you want that, I'd be happy to grant your wish!"

Her tone was calm, as if she were asking about the price of the cabbage.

But no one knew that her fists were already clenched under her sleeves. At this moment, she also understood that she was not yet powerful enough to do anything to the other party. Two slaps were the limit that the Ling family could tolerate from the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Killing Ling Hong was out of the question. She could give Ling Shizi a good beating today, and her father could protect her, but she absolutely could not let Ling Hong lose an arm or a leg.

She's just bluffing all along.

The Ling family, relying on the Empress, the Imperial Concubine, and the two princes, is far more powerful than the Prime Minister's mansion.

Although the Emperor is the biggest supporter of my father's position as Prime Minister, if the two offices really clash, the Emperor will only try to smooth things over and not offend either side, and the Prime Minister's office will not benefit either.

At that time, her impulsiveness would also bring a lot of trouble to her father, and she was already trying her best to control her anger.

Wang Xiyue's tone shifted abruptly, her cold voice continuing: "I am Wang Xiyue, the legitimate daughter of the Prime Minister's family. If you disagree, come and fight!"

Others might not notice, but Ling Hong, who was being stared at by Wang Xiyue, clearly saw the sharp killing intent deep in her eyes.

For a moment, he truly felt that he was very close to death, and that perhaps when the other party found an opportunity, he would be killed without hesitation.

This resolute self-introduction was like a thunderclap, extinguishing Ling Hong's burning anger and startling the other onlookers.

At this moment, a waiter in the corner of the counter stared wide-eyed, utterly shocked.

It's truly a case of "searching high and low without finding it, only to have it come to you effortlessly."

However, the current situation seems to be a bit unexpected. It is inconvenient for him to show up now. He needs to observe further and verify the facts before discussing anything else, lest his master be disappointed.

Ling Hong wanted to get angry but couldn't. Why didn't he check the almanac before going out today? He was so incredibly unlucky. He ran into two lunatics first thing in the morning, the kind he couldn't easily offend.

Originally, the two families were evenly matched in the court, and even if they were rivals, they should be quite familiar with each other. But to be honest, he had only met Wang Xiyue twice so far, and both times were unforgettable.