The Cold-Hearted Princess Who Transmigrated Here

Dongfang Yu was startled awake by Xiyue's closing of the door. He quickly reached out to stop the door from closing, put one arm around Xiyue's waist, and slipped into the room, simultaneously slamming the door shut with a palm strike.

He didn't care about anything now; he just wanted to hide the person in front of him in his arms and not let anyone see her in the slightest.

Wang Xiyue was stunned for a moment by the young man's actions. When she came to her senses, she found that his arms were already tightly hugging her, his hands encircling her waist. His palms and chest were so hot that the heat seemed to penetrate her body through the thin clothes.

She was both shocked and frightened. She was shocked that she not only did not feel disgusted, but also did not reject his closeness. His embrace made her feel at ease, and she was so immersed in such a warm haven that she could not extricate herself.

At the same time, a vague feeling began to spread in her heart, and that uncontrollable sense of unfamiliarity gradually took root in her heart, a feeling that frightened her.

She disliked this feeling of being out of control.

Compared to the deliveryman's reckless behavior, Wang Xiyue was more angry at herself for not avoiding him immediately. Her unusual behavior today shocked her more than the deliveryman's rash actions.

She considered herself a person of high moral character, so how did she become so casual after meeting this guy? She could actually accept hugging and cuddling with a man she had only met a few times.

At that moment, she was more incredulous at her own irrational behavior than afraid that the young man would hurt her.

She was angry at her own behavior and couldn't understand why her body's instinctive reaction was faster than her heart's.

Wang Xiyue struggled a few times but couldn't break free. She had no choice but to use all her internal energy. After trying for a long time, she found that the young man's arms were still wrapped around her and he didn't budge. The young man had also used his internal energy.

Even though she was completely flustered at the moment, she secretly felt that the young man wouldn't do anything to her.

It wasn't that Dongfang Yu didn't want to take things further; rather, he was so overwhelmed by her soft, warm embrace that he had already exhausted all his reason by simply holding her tight. While his mind told him to let go, his body honestly pressed itself even closer to her.

Fearing that making too much noise would attract outsiders, Wang Xiyue could only push the young man's chest away with her hands to keep her distance, while warning him in a low voice, "Young man, let go quickly."

"Let go."

"What on earth do you want to do?"

"Brother..."

Her muffled, low rebuke sounded soft and gentle to Dongfang Yu, more like a deadly love potion to him.

He couldn't help wanting more. The feeling of being able to truly hold the person he had thought about day and night for the past six years in his arms was irresistible.

If it weren't for his remaining rationality and efforts to restrain himself, he wasn't sure how far he would have gone.

Dongfang Yu simply closed his eyes for the time being, ignoring everything else and focusing solely on his feelings. At that moment, it was as if all the outside world's disturbances had disappeared, leaving only him and her.

Being able to hold his beloved is the greatest happiness. He doesn't want anything now, not even the throne. He just wants the person in his arms, to hold her quietly for the rest of his life.

He had been thinking of her for six years, and today he finally had the chance to hug her. He really didn't want to let go.

Xiyue's incessant twisting and turning struggles almost drove Dongfang Yu to the brink of collapse. This was the most agonizing torture he could endure, yet he remained obsessed with this unbearable, itchy feeling.

Gradually, he realized that his body was having shameful reactions, and if he let her continue to torment him, he couldn't guarantee what he might do.

Finally, he had no choice but to free one hand and press Xiyue's restless head against his chest, pleading softly, "Xiyue, be good, let me hold you a little longer, just a little longer, and I'll let go, okay?"

Hearing the pounding of the young man's heart, accompanied by his deep, hoarse voice, Wang Xiyue felt a tingling sensation throughout her body, as if she were being electrocuted, and she even had a feeling that the young man was in extreme danger.

Although she didn't know how he would treat her if she continued to struggle, she instinctively chose to remain silent.

She felt wronged. He was the one doing bad things, yet he told her not to move and to cooperate. How could he bully her just because he was good at martial arts? How could he be so domineering?

She was really angry.

At this moment, she suddenly remembered a sentence her mother had said: "A woman's pitiful weakness can actually be the most powerful weapon for many men. It is a common weakness of men to cherish and pity women."

She has no other choice but to give it a try.

She took a deep breath to try and calm her pounding heart, then slowly tilted her head up to meet the young man's dark eyes. While trying to remain calm, she mumbled a complaint in a soft, tearful voice, "Young man, you've squeezed my waist so hard, and my thighs hurt too."

"I feel terrible right now!" Her words carried a hint of coquettishness that she herself was unaware of.

The pitiful and helpless tone was mostly an accusation, but to Dongfang Yu it sounded more like a coquettish plea.

When Dongfang Yu heard Xiyue say that she was in pain, she suddenly realized why she had come to knock on the door in the first place.

He deeply regretted his impulsive and reckless actions.

He initially thought that Xiyue would definitely have abrasions on her thighs since it was her first time riding a horse for such a long time, so after washing up, he went to Moyun to get the best ointment and brought it to her as soon as possible.

He had also planned to invite her to dinner, but his current actions were completely contrary to his original intentions.

The girl he was holding tightly in front of him had red eyes, filled with silent grievances. He realized how reckless and impulsive his actions had been. He had almost hurt her because of his own selfish desires.

To make the girl you deeply love your wife, to stay together and understand each other for life, is something that cannot be achieved overnight, but requires a gradual accumulation of feelings.

He was reckless today.

But since things have come to this, he can only try his best to salvage the situation.

Just as Dongfang Yu was about to release Xiyue and apologize, two knocks suddenly came from outside the door. The two were so frightened that they dared not move, staring at each other in silence, and could only continue to maintain their close, intimate position.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Xijie's voice came from outside the door, "Yueyue, are you ready? If you are, I'll take you out to eat."

Wang Xiyue used all her strength to make her tone normal and steady, "Brother, you go eat first, I'm not... I'm not ready yet."

Upon hearing that it was Wang Xijie, Dongfang Yu relaxed his arms slightly but still held her slender waist tightly. Under the premise of ensuring that he would not hurt Xiyue, he chose to watch the show silently and carefully appreciate the reaction of the person in his arms.

Seeing Xiyue clutching her clothes tightly with both hands, looking timid and afraid of being discovered by her brother, he smiled silently.

This girl, who is usually aloof and strong, has such a lovely side. He is the only one who is fortunate enough to see her unique and beautiful side.

That's wonderful! She can only belong to him alone, whether she is indifferent and heartless, angry and aggrieved, or cute and gentle, or passionate and fiery, she can only belong to him alone.

Wang Xijie was always careless, so he naturally didn't notice the slight tremor and pauses in his sister's voice.

If he hadn't overheard An Ye's conversation with his younger sister, he wouldn't have come over so early to ask. He also thought Dongfang Yu had left when he heard the door close, so he came over. But since his sister said it wasn't ready, it meant it wasn't done yet.

That's true, young ladies always need to dress up, so it's inevitable that it will take a while. He didn't urge her. "Yueyue, I'll go to the hall to prepare your meal first. Come over when you're done."

The atmosphere was strange, and Wang Xiyue could only worry inwardly. She hoped her brother would leave quickly, so she kept urging him, "Brother, I know, please go quickly!"

Relieved by his sister's reply, Wang Xijie left. He was indeed hungry and didn't plan to wait for her. He also wanted to see if that brat An Ye had gone to eat something delicious early on, without inviting him along.

Once her brother's footsteps had completely disappeared, Wang Xiyue hurriedly pushed Dongfang Yu away.

Dongfang Yu then released his hands and bowed respectfully, sincerely apologizing: "Xiyue, I'm sorry, I overstepped my bounds just now. You can hit me or scold me as you please, I will never fight back."

After thinking it over, he decided to be honest and tell Xiyue his truest reason, because he didn't want Xiyue to blame him.

"Xiyue, I felt a connection with you the first time I saw you, then pity for you the second time, and fell in love with you the third time. After that, I couldn't resist you. Just now, seeing how beautiful you were, I couldn't help but do something so inappropriate. Can you forgive me?"

"I may not be good enough for you right now, but I will try my best to change the situation. Can you give me a chance to enter your heart?"

Wang Xiyue originally wanted to let the matter drop, since she hadn't lost anything, and she would remind herself to keep her distance from him in the future.

In her opinion, An Ye might just be teasing her on a whim. She could clearly see the smile in her brother's eyes when he was outside the door. He seemed very happy to see her embarrassed and that he was only taking advantage of her.

Hearing his blunt and explicit words, she was not only blushing but also utterly astonished. She gained a deeper understanding of his shamelessness. She suppressed her wildly beating heart and began to think seriously, also starting to doubt his motives for approaching her.

The two of them have only known each other for a little over ten days. Where did he get such deep feelings? Could it be that love at first sight really exists in this world?

Although Wang Xiyue had questions, now was not the time to delve into them. She turned away from his burning gaze, trying hard to suppress any wavering in her heart, and calmly refused, "Young man, let's pretend this never happened. You should leave quickly, or it won't be good if someone finds out."

Dongfang Yu knew this wasn't the time to explain, and he understood that haste makes waste. He took out a medicine bottle he had prepared beforehand and placed it in Xiyue's hand.

"Xiyue, this is a special plaster made in the manor. It helps wounds heal faster and won't leave scars. Be sure to apply it later."

"Remember to wring your hair a little more dry. It's windy outside, and wet hair can easily cause you to catch a cold and get a headache."

He thought for a moment, but couldn't help but whisper, "Xiyue, why don't you eat in your room and I'll bring it over to you?"

He didn't want those strange men to see her so beautiful now. He was glad that she always wore her usual blue outfit and guard uniform, at least that could cover up most of her radiance.

Wang Xiyue knew he was concerned about her, but his actions just now were too much, so she firmly refused, "No need to trouble yourself, you don't need to wait for me, I will go find my brother to have dinner together later."

Her chaotic and panicked heart hadn't calmed down yet. In just a few days, she and the young man had become increasingly entangled. She didn't know how the two of them should continue their relationship. Regarding their intimate actions just now, she felt more embarrassed and ashamed.

Seeing that Xiyue refused completely, he could only compromise and said, "Okay, I'll go out now. Once you're ready, we'll go together."

"I'm waiting for you."

After finishing his sentence, Dongfang Yu immediately went out and returned to his room; he actually needed to calm down.

He felt he didn't want to lose it; instead, he wanted more and wanted to possess it for a long time.

But he couldn't push Xiyue too far now. He needed to think carefully about how to win her heart and her body as soon as possible.

As soon as Dongfang Yu left, Wang Xiyue couldn't wait to lock the door from the inside, then slumped into a chair, panting heavily.