The Cold-Hearted Princess Who Transmigrated Here

As the carriage drew closer to the Prime Minister's residence, Wang Xiyue began to feel somewhat at a loss.

My brother left home on the tenth day of the lunar month to go to Guozhao Temple. He stayed at the temple for a few days, and today is the sixteenth. I wonder if my parents are getting anxious waiting for him.

It was rare for Wang Xijie to see his younger sister so uneasy, so he comforted her, "Yueyue, don't be afraid. Nothing in our mansion has changed. It's still exactly the same as before."

"Your parents were worried that you would become unfamiliar with the house if you were away for too long, so everything has remained the same for the past six years, and even the servants have not been changed much; they are all people you know."

Wang Xiyue knew her parents' love and that they had always been her support, so she smiled and nodded to her brother to show that she was alright.

She lifted the carriage curtain and looked out.

At the end of this road, that house is the home I've been away from for six years.

Wang Xiyue vaguely noticed someone craning their neck and looking around at her doorstep.

Hmm, what's going on here?

I couldn't help but feel worried.

When they were a hundred paces apart, Wang Xiyue hadn't even seen who the person was when she was startled by the person's guttural scream.

"Someone is coming!"

"Quickly inform the master and madam."

"Young Master and Miss are back!"

"Hurry up!"

The road was not wide to begin with, and the carriage was not fast either, only a fraction of a second faster than a normal person walking.

Therefore, when the carriage came to a stop in front of the Prime Minister's residence, a large group of people were already waiting at the gate.

Wang Xiyue got off the carriage, glanced at everyone, and smiled warmly. Just as her brother had said, they were all old acquaintances from many years ago.

Steward Wang took the lead, signaling the servants behind him to kneel and bow to the young lady.

The butler was also very excited, his voice choked with emotion. The scene he had longed for for so many years had finally come true: "Miss, welcome home!"

Looking at the gray-haired butler in front of her, Wang Xiyue felt a lump in her throat and returned the greeting deeply: "Grandpa Wang, I'm back!"

Behind the steward were the guards of the entire mansion, followed by servants, maids, cooks, embroiderers, and so on—a huge crowd crammed into the main entrance.

This entourage must have come from the entire manor.

Anyone who didn't know better would think they were hosting some important person.

Wang Xiyue touched her nose, feeling that this was indeed a bit of a fuss.

However, she patiently returned the gifts one by one, thanking them for their loyalty and unwavering devotion to the Prime Minister's residence.

Once everyone had separated and stood in two places, she saw her parents walking briskly towards her, hand in hand. Wang Xiyue felt a pang of sadness: "Father, Mother, I've caused you so much worry!"

Unable to contain herself, Li Lingling rushed forward, hugged her daughter tightly, and sobbed uncontrollably, "My daughter is finally home."

Although she visits her daughter once a month, those short one or two hours together are simply not enough. For so many years, she has been hoping day and night that the master would say soon that her daughter is alright and can come home.

Unexpectedly, this wait lasted for six years.

Li Lingling looked at her daughter through teary eyes. Her daughter's lake-blue dress shone brightly, her eyes were clear and bright, and her whole demeanor was calm and reserved.

Her daughter was no longer the soft, cuddly little girl she once held in her arms. In the time she didn't know, she had grown up. As a mother, she was happy for her daughter but also sad for her.

Wang Xiyue leaned her head against her mother's shoulder, quietly enjoying her mother's embrace, which was still so gentle, so warm, and so endearing.

Wang Boxing was also very excited, but as a father, he naturally couldn't hug his daughter so intimately. He just quietly wiped away the tears that were about to fall from the corners of his eyes, reached out and gently stroked the top of his daughter's head, again and again, "Yueyue, it's good that you're back!"

Wang Xiyue looked up at her father, whose hair was gradually turning gray, and felt as if her heart was being torn apart.

"Father, you've worked so hard!"

She has gone to such lengths for her daughter, devoted herself so wholeheartedly to her family, and worked so hard for the greater good of the nation.

Wang Boxing also had a lot to say to his daughter. After seeing that his wife's emotions had calmed down a bit, he comforted her, "Ling'er, let's go inside!"

“Our daughter is really back this time. Don’t cry anymore; crying for too long will harm your health.”

"Let's go inside and sit down to talk slowly. We'll have plenty of time to spend together in the future!"

"You and your daughter have been standing like this for so long, what if you get exhausted!"

Li Lingling knew that the outside was not the place to talk, so she took her daughter's hand and walked inside, intending to let her daughter rest for a while before going to eat.

"Okay, let's go in first. Yue'er must be tired and hungry after traveling such a long way."

"Yue'er, Mother has already asked the cook to prepare your favorite dishes. Would you like to go to your room for a rest first?"

Wang Xiyue didn't feel tired at all. She slept in the carriage the whole way, and her physical condition was much better than when she was a child.

"Mom, I'm not tired. It's rare for Dad to have a day off today, let's go to the living room and talk!"

"Although I don't have my brother's strong physique, I still practice martial arts every day."

"For such short journeys, with my brother and the guards traveling with me, I didn't have to worry about anything along the way. For me, it was really just a matter of sleeping in a different place."

"Look, I woke up and I was already home."

Wang Xiyue sighed again, "It feels so good to be protected!"

Li Lingling was even happier to hear that her daughter wanted to talk to her. She just wanted to spend more time with her daughter. She was worried about disturbing her daughter's rest, but now it suited her perfectly: "Okay, let's go to the living room first."

Wang Boxing followed closely behind the mother and daughter into the house.

Wang Xijie watched the three people walk away, feeling utterly helpless.

Have my parents forgotten that they have a son?

He's also very tired and hungry, okay?

Is it really necessary to be so sexist and discriminatory towards men?

He has such a miserable life!

what……

He felt like crying.

He vowed that he would have a daughter and a son in the future, and then he would understand why his father treated him differently.

Seeing his young master standing motionless, Chen Tian said speechlessly, "Young master, aren't you going in? Master and the others have all gone far away."

Wang Xijie rolled her eyes and glanced sideways at Chen Tian, ​​thinking, "He really has no tact whatsoever, and he doesn't know how to comfort people at all: 'Brother Chen, do you think I was adopted by my parents?'"

Chen Tian wanted to laugh, but he held it in: "Young Master, I've asked the midwife many times, and you are indeed Madam's biological son, and of course, Master's biological son as well."

Wang Xijie snorted; Chen Tian just knew how to put him down.

He knew, of course, that he was their biological son, but once his sister appeared, his parents barely paid any attention to him.

He was depressed for more than ten years but still couldn't figure out why.

Chen Tian had accompanied the young master all the way up, and knew him better than anyone else. His young master doted on his younger sister no less than the master and mistress.

It's just that the young master grew up in a carefree and loving environment, so his personality is inevitably too frank and passionate. Even though he's in his early twenties, he still has the mind of a child, and he always gets jealous when his parents occasionally neglect him.

Li Lingling couldn't bear to let go of her daughter's hand the whole way, so she held her daughter's hand tightly the whole time. As a result, Wang Xiyue had no choice but to hold her mother's arm and walk with her.

Although she was naturally quiet when she was little, she spent a lot of time with her mother. But after living in the temple for six years, she has become very used to being alone and is now a little uncomfortable with being too close to others.

My family is doing well; after all, we've known each other for over ten years and are very familiar with each other.

If a stranger approaches, her instinct is to back away and keep her distance.

Keep strangers away from her – that's her life motto.

After her parents were seated in the main seats, Wang Xiyue pulled her older brother, who had slowly followed her, over and settled him in a side seat.

After the three of them were seated, Wang Xiyue knelt down on both knees in front of her parents and formally performed the three-kowtow ceremony.

Thinking of her parents' sacrifices over the past ten years, and seeing the new wrinkles around their eyes, Wang Xiyue burst into tears that she had been holding back for so long. "I'm such an unfilial daughter, causing my parents so much worry and fear for me all these years!"

When Li Lingling saw her daughter perform such a grand ceremony, the tears she had just managed to hold back burst forth again.

She hurriedly stood up and helped her kneeling daughter up, her voice unusually reproachful: "Yue'er is your precious child, how could she be unfilial? Get up quickly, the ground is so cold, don't do this again next time."

Wang Boxing also helped his wife lift their daughter up. He felt a pang of heartache looking at his composed daughter.

She was sent to the Buddhist order at a young age, but she had no resentment. No matter how hard or tiring it was, she endured it all. He was very proud to have such an outstanding daughter.

Where has the time gone?

Fifteen years have passed in the blink of an eye. The cute little daughter I remember has now grown into a graceful young woman with unparalleled charm.

In two months, his daughter will come of age, and before long she will belong to someone else's family. Just thinking about it makes his heart clench.

He doesn't know which brat will get the best deal in the future. He really hates to see his daughter get married. Once she leaves home, it will be difficult for them to see her again.

Seeing her parents' low spirits, Wang Xiyue quickly wiped away her tears and changed the subject, gesturing for Chen Tian to present the gifts.

She presented the jewelry box to her parents with both hands.

"Father, Mother, these are little gifts I'm giving you."

"Take a look, do you like it?"

When Wang Boxing and Li Lingling heard that their daughter had prepared a gift for them, they were instantly overjoyed, like two children, and their sadness vanished.

Both of them excitedly took the box and opened it on the spot, eager to see what was inside.

They love any gift their daughter gives them, no matter what it is.

Meeting her brother's envious gaze, Wang Xiyue calmly walked up to him, bowed deeply, and handed him the last box, saying, "Brother, thank you!"

"Thank you for your companionship and love since I was a child."

Wang Xijie had thought his sister was only preparing gifts for their parents, but he hadn't expected to receive one for himself as well. His earlier grievances vanished instantly, and he couldn't help but grin, revealing a bright white smile. "Yueyue still remembers me."

While happy, he didn't forget to scold her: "Why should we thank each other between siblings! You are my sister and I am your brother. It is only natural for a brother to protect his sister. Don't be so polite next time."

Wang Xiyue knew her brother didn't like her being too polite or distant, so she simply agreed, "Okay."

"If there's anything my brother needs me to do, he should ask me without hesitation and not hide it from me."

After saying that, she whispered in her brother's ear, "For example, about my future sister-in-law."

Wang Xijie glared at her sister, both embarrassed and annoyed, and muttered a low reply: "There will definitely be a time when you need to help."

Li Lingling was delighted with the gold hairpin her daughter had given her, but she was used to a simple life and hadn't worn such a gorgeous and elegant piece of jewelry in a long time. After all, she was already middle-aged and felt that wearing it out would be a bit too flashy.

So she could only hold it carefully and admire it, and then put it away carefully after she had seen enough, so that her daughter could take it out and wear it at her coming-of-age banquet, which would be the most appropriate time.

Seeing how exquisite the workmanship was, she guessed that her daughter must have spent all her savings.

Li Lingling did not scold her daughter for spending money recklessly; she would simply give her daughter more pocket money if she ran out.