The Cold-Hearted Princess Who Transmigrated Here

Wang Xiyue quickly finished her meal, then hurriedly put down her chopsticks, said goodbye to her brother, and went back to her room on her own.

She was afraid to spend even a moment longer with Xiao Ge. Although she didn't know what she was afraid of, all she wanted to do when she was with him was run away.

She needed to calmly reflect on how things had progressed to this point in just a few days.

She needed to think carefully about whether to continue the entanglement or to break off the relationship decisively.

Dongfang Yu slowly finished his leftovers. He didn't get up, but just sat in his chair and quietly watched the girl he liked gradually walk out of his sight.

He couldn't push Xiyue too hard right now; she needed time to sort out her thoughts, so he would give her that time. He had already waited for her for six years, and a few more days wouldn't make a difference.

Before that, he needs to clear away all the obstacles on his path to winning back his wife.

Often, a person's unintentional words and actions can influence the overall situation.

Dongfang Yu glanced around the hall. When he first arrived, he noticed that many men were secretly observing Xiyue whenever she appeared.

Even though it was just out of the corner of his eye, he could tell that some men were just lusting after a beautiful woman but lacked the courage to do so, while others simply admired her and then stopped paying attention.

Several unbridled, wicked gazes kept him nauseous, and he had held back his anger just now because he didn't want to disturb Xiyue's meal.

Many things can only be fully resolved in the darkest corners.

He allows others to admire the girls he likes, but if anyone has any disgusting thoughts about them, they will either die or be half-dead.

After Dongfang Yu identified the candidate, he coldly addressed Wang Xijie, who was about to get up and leave, saying, "Wait a moment, I need to talk to you."

Wang Xijie sneered. He had never seen anything like it before. A mere guard dared to order around a son of the prime minister, who was not afraid of death!

This brat is really pushing his luck. Does he have a death wish?

He gritted his teeth and clenched his fist, deciding to hold back for now and see how he would completely crush him in private later.

Dongfang Yu ignored Wang Xijie's provocation, but got up and walked slowly in the direction Xiyue had left, following at a distance.

Only after watching her enter the room and assigning An Ye and Xuan Yi to protect her from the shadows did he feel relieved enough to leave and attend to his own business.

In a corner of the hall, he pointed out the men who had made inappropriate advances toward Xiyue and solemnly instructed them, "Punish them according to their crimes, and act according to the circumstances."

Mo Yun and Xiao Yun understood each other perfectly.

During the meal, they had already noticed those men. Based on past experience, they knew that these men were either human traffickers who drugged women for dirty deals, or thieves who stole or robbed valuables.

While it's true that you shouldn't judge a book by its cover, there's a reason why people believe that appearance reflects character; often, they trust their intuition more.

The two men left and quickly went out to investigate the hideout of these people; they had to nip it in the bud.

Mo Yun was very grateful to Miss Xi Yue for making the prince's life more vivid and relatable.

Before the prince was cured of the poison, he was actually very cold-blooded and ruthless. Of course, he was too busy taking care of himself to do anything else.

But after meeting Miss Xiyue, the prince's poison was cured, and they naturally had hope and the energy to do things.

Perhaps because of the Buddhist beads given to him by Miss Xiyue, the prince began to take a liking to meddling in other people's business, and often ordered them to secretly take down those wicked and immoral organizations.

The recovered stolen goods were quietly returned to the victims' families, truly doing good deeds anonymously.

Dongfang Yu did not believe in Buddhism before, but after meeting Xiyue in the palace of Xiyue Kingdom, he changed and began to believe that perhaps there really is cause and effect and reincarnation in this world.

Since separating from Xiyue, he has been committed to doing good deeds and virtuous acts. He hopes that if he does more good deeds, he can see her again soon and wait for her to return to his side.

He had been doing this for the past few years, and he didn't know if it really worked. Perhaps his actions moved the heavens, and in the end, God allowed him to have her again.

After repeatedly ensuring Xiyue's safety, Dongfang Yu, along with Anying and Xuantian, found Wang Xijie, who was furious in the hall.

Dongfang Yu glanced coldly at his angry brother-in-law, said "Let's go," and walked out on his own, seemingly unconcerned about whether anyone had heard him or followed him.

Wang Xijie watched the darkness recede into the distance, utterly bewildered. Was this how he treated his savior?

Dongfang Yu's words and actions were like adding fuel to the fire, completely igniting Wang Xijie's anger, which instantly made him furious.

Excellent! The feud between the two has been completely set in stone. Wang Xijie immediately ordered six guards from the Prime Minister's residence to chase after them.

Hmph, who's afraid of who? Do you think the seven men from the Prime Minister's residence are afraid of the three guards from the Prince Xian's residence? Today, I'll teach this brat a lesson in manners.

I'll teach him a lesson later. I'll make him cry and beg for mercy, and then send him as far away as possible so he can't fool his innocent little sister.

As Wang Xijie followed Dongfang Yu, he mentally tortured the dark night with all sorts of cruel methods.

Just as Wang Xijie's patience was about to run out, Dongfang Yu finally stopped.

This place was deserted and quiet in the wilderness. Wang Xijie estimated that he and his companions were at least five or six miles away from the city.

After scanning the surroundings, Dongfang Yu was certain that no one usually came to this place, and even if he screamed, no one would hear him.

This place is perfect for beating people up.

Dongfang Yu turned to look at his smug brother-in-law. He was truly disappointed. After not seeing him for several years, he was still as impulsive and reckless as ever. His simple-mindedness, which was even a little stupid, was really unlikable.

He didn't want to reveal his secret so soon, but Wang Xijie's stubbornness and constant obstruction of his pursuit of his wife made him want to beat him up.

Since he'd already shared half of his secrets with Xiyue today, he might as well win over this brother-in-law as well, so he wouldn't always be a hindrance.

The best course of action against this young master is to take direct action.

He had wanted to beat him up for a long time, so long that he had wanted to since their very first meeting at the palace.

He chose a spot to stand, put his left hand behind his back, and stretched out his right hand, gesturing to Wang Xijie: "One-on-one, dare to challenge me?"

Wang Xijie looked completely bewildered. Seeing An Ye make a provocative gesture, he scoffed. So, he'd come all this way just to fight? Fine, he'd play along.

He snorted dismissively, signaling the other guards to move away. Seeing that Dongfang Yu was unarmed, he unfastened his sword, tossed it behind him, and launched an attack.

Wang Yi caught the young master's sword and then led the guards of the manor to disperse, leaving an open space for the two to fight.

Wang Xijie threw a right hook with all his might, aiming straight for An Ye's face. He wanted to knock off his mask and see why this brat was too ashamed to show his face.

Dongfang Yu leaped into the air, spun around, and floated behind Wang Xijie. He swiftly struck Wang Xijie's back with a palm strike, using only 30% of his internal force to avoid injuring him.

Wang Xijie quickly bent down and braced himself with his hands on the ground, but he was a step too slow and was hit by a slap, almost falling flat on his face.

Unwilling to give up, he flipped over and kicked out at An Ye's lower body with lightning speed.

Dongfang Yu reacted even faster, easily dodging the attack by flying several feet backward with her toes touching the ground.

Dongfang Yu calmly watched Wang Xijie's furious face, watched him press forward again, and watched him attack with both fists once more. It seemed that this brother-in-law wouldn't stop until he hit him in the face.

If he weren't afraid that Xiyue would notice something was wrong, he would have liked to punch Wang Xijie in the face twice, leaving him bruised and swollen.

Just as Wang Xijie's fist was about to touch Dongfang Yu's mask, he didn't dodge or avoid it, but instead quickly kicked Dongfang Yu in the stomach. The speed was so fast that Wang Xijie had no time to dodge.

Then the onlookers saw Wang Xijie fly backwards like a shrimp, his buttocks making deep, intimate contact with the grass.

The force of the fall was so great that it seemed to create a crater in the ground. Wang Xijie felt that the impact had numbed his upper body, and it felt as if his tailbone was about to crack.

Shadow and Xuantian naturally knew that their lord was sensible and would definitely not hurt his brother-in-law; at most, he would just be bedridden for a few days.

But the people in the Prime Minister's residence had no idea. They stared wide-eyed, as if they had seen a ghost, at the two fighting in the arena. After only a few rounds, the young master was completely suppressed and could not resist at all.

Wang Yi and the others were stunned.

In just a few moves, An Ye fought with ease, while the young master was caught off guard and flustered. It was clear that An Ye's martial arts skills far surpassed those of anyone in their Prime Minister's Mansion, including their own young master.

They now had reason to suspect that this man in the dark was trying to humiliate the young master by relying on his superior martial arts skills. So Wang Yi and the other six drew their swords and stepped forward to help. They planned to have three of them deal with the other two guards of the Prince Xian's mansion, while the other three would go to help the young master out of the predicament.

As Wang Yi and the others were about to rush over to help, Shadow and Xuan Tian instantly separated and floated away, each taking on three people to block them. They couldn't let outsiders interrupt the prince's business.

They really didn't take these few guards, who were only mediocre in martial arts, seriously. Shadow and his companion could easily intercept them with just one hand.

Wang Xijie's buttocks were sore and numb, and he was anxious and angry. Even though he disliked the dark night in front of him, he also rejected Dongfang Yu.

However, he had to admit that they were actually decent people, and wouldn't have gone so far as to deliberately lure them to this secluded place to kill them, cover up their crimes, and destroy the evidence.

Besides, his younger sister is so important to Dongfang Yu, he wouldn't send his men to kill his brother to silence him. Moreover, this brat in front of him seems to like his sister very much as well.

He guessed that this bastard must have been jealous of his older brother's constant interference and had taken revenge on him in private.

Dongfang Yu didn't give Wang Xijie much time to rest. He flashed over and started throwing punches at him one after another.

Wang Xijie gritted his teeth, got up, and fled in a disheveled state. The dark night gave him no chance to catch his breath.

While retaliating, he glanced around and discovered that his six guards were being forced into retreat by the other side's two guards.

Are the guards in the Prime Minister's residence really that bad at martial arts? Are the people in the Prince Xian's residence really that amazing? This is really discouraging.

To avoid further embarrassment, he couldn't help but shout to stop them, "Wang Yi, don't come any closer! Can't you see we're having a one-on-one fight?"

Wang Xijie's martial arts skills were already far inferior, and this distraction resulted in him taking several punches in quick succession.

After fighting for a while, Wang Yi and the others realized that the people from the Prince Xian's Mansion really meant no harm. They hadn't even drawn their swords, so it seemed they really didn't intend to kill them. As for Dark Night, it seemed he just wanted to beat up the young master. Now that they heard the young master's order, they all stopped and had no choice but to stand aside.

Force is supreme.

Actually, if the young master hadn't spoken up, they would have almost lost. Three against one, and it felt like the opponent hadn't even used their full strength. Not only did they not win, but they were also unilaterally crushed. The gap was enormous.

They were humiliated and could only stand awkwardly at a distance, watching their young master get beaten up with shame.

This guy in the Dark Night is really something, high martial arts skills are nothing special!

Showing off everywhere!

snort!

Wang Yi watched as the two exchanged dozens of blows in the open space before realizing that his young master was not only at a disadvantage, but if the other party hadn't deliberately held back, his young master probably wouldn't have lasted more than ten moves before being defeated.

Dongfang Yu felt he had done enough tormenting Wang Xijie and wanted to finish the fight quickly. So, with lightning speed, he attacked and defended, forcing Wang Xijie into a corner with no power to resist.