The Cold-Hearted Princess Who Transmigrated Here

Chief Wang shook his head awkwardly. He had come to terms with reality after his initial anger and disdain. How could he dare to say "yes" now? That was tantamount to treason. Saying "yes" would mean sending his entire clan to their deaths.

"Of course not."

"From now on, I, the clan leader, will personally restrain my clan members and ensure that they do not discriminate against women."

The village head was so terrified by these earth-shattering remarks that he almost lost his mind. He quickly stood up and loudly expressed his opinion.

"Women are a group we must treat well. They are not worthless. If anyone dares to utter such words in this county or do anything to bully women without cause, I will be the first to punish them, not to mention the Prime Minister and the Emperor."

He was a man of officialdom, and he had a deep-seated awe for the royal family and the criminal law. He believed that as long as any related words or actions were spread in his jurisdiction, there was no need to go to the Ministry of Justice; even the prime minister had countless ways to make him die without a trace.

Wang Xiyue inwardly scoffed. She never imagined that a lowly official could be so quick-witted, able to spout flattery so fluently, and so adept at pandering, never forgetting to show off.

Such a person is indeed very adept at navigating officialdom, and he has a very good grasp of the ways of survival. Whether his answer is true or false, she should praise him.

Wang Xiyue smiled and praised enthusiastically: "The village head is right. We must supervise each other and truly respect women so that the Emperor can see our loyalty."

"If anyone is found to be outwardly compliant but inwardly defiant, everyone can report them. Once confirmed, I believe the village head will definitely commend the meritorious person."

After offering words of encouragement to everyone, Wang Xiyue also made a promise to the village head: "In the future, if you can prevent such things that would damage the Empress's reputation from happening within your jurisdiction, I believe my father will definitely speak well of you to the Emperor."

"You have not only protected the reputation of other women, but also the face of the Queen. You can rest assured that the Queen will always stand behind you and support you in such matters."

"This is a win-win-win situation."

"I hope that you, sir, will achieve even more outstanding results in the future. I believe your future is limitless."

Knowing that this was a rare opportunity, the village head quickly nodded and bowed, promising that he would take such matters very seriously in the future.

Seeing that the clan chief and the village head had both expressed their opinions, Wang Xijie stepped forward and stood behind his sister, loudly echoing, "My sister is the apple of our family's eye, and my mother is the gentlest and kindest mother in the world."

“I will never allow anyone to slander or accuse them. If anyone belittles women again, it is the same as belittling my family. No matter who it is or where they are, my father and I will make them pay a price worse than death.”

Wang Xiyue then solemnly declared, "From this day forward, anyone who discriminates against or intentionally harms women is my enemy."

"If you disobey, the consequences will be what you are seeing today."

“My father is the current prime minister. If it involves the reputation of my prime minister’s family, my father will definitely report such people who disrespect and insult the empress to the court. At that time, the royal family will not be as easy to talk to as I am.”

"Therefore, Wang Baofu and Chen Cuihua, because of their prejudice against women, have been beating my cousin-in-law Zhang Shi for a long time, causing serious injuries, and also abusing my two young daughters. Today, I am punishing them on behalf of the family."

Do you all think this is the right thing to do?

"Or are you willing to risk the lives of your entire family for these two scumbags? If you want to die together, I won't stop you."

Everyone nodded in agreement, loudly proclaiming that Miss Wang's actions were absolutely correct. If they didn't punish her severely, it would be a crime punishable by the extermination of nine generations of her family once it reached the Emperor's ears, and their entire village would be executed along with her.

The prime minister is a favorite of the emperor, so his family will naturally not be implicated, but others might really be wiped out.

Wang Xiyue was very satisfied with everyone's response.

She released the pressure points from her third uncle and third aunt.

Looking at the two men, their faces ashen, and Wang Baofu, who was lying on the ground trembling in pain, she asked with a gentle smile, "Do you want my Prime Minister's office to help punish you, or should I send you to the Ministry of Justice for interrogation?"

Before the three could answer, the Wang family relatives inside the ancestral hall immediately started shouting, and villagers who were related to them outside also flocked in.

“Their family is the most vicious; they should have died long ago. We can’t let them drag our village down with them.”

"Yes, if we kill Wang Baofu and Chen Cuihua, the Empress and the Emperor certainly won't blame us."

"Kill Wang Baofu."

"Kill Chen Cuihua."

"Kill them..."

It's unclear who started it, but the group attacked him en masse, each one filled with righteous indignation and seemingly taking the opportunity to vent their anger. Some men rushed up and punched and kicked Wang Baofu, while some women tore at Chen Cuihua indiscriminately.

Some people who disliked Wang Boming also beat him. A father who can't teach his son and only indulges his wife and children in beating and scolding his daughter-in-law and granddaughter deserves to be beaten.

Wang Xiyue had already stepped aside, coldly watching the farce unfold before her.

Often, public sentiment is so easily stirred up.

Wang Baoguo and his wife exchanged a glance, feeling both heartbroken and helpless at the scene. Their youngest son was too timid and easily swayed, while their daughter-in-law and grandson were too domineering.

When they lived together, they always caused trouble for the family. Now that they've moved out, they not only don't repent, but they've become even more abusive towards their granddaughter-in-law.

They were also failures in raising children. Because they were family, they couldn't help but soften their hearts again and again, and couldn't bear to be ruthless in disciplining them. They also bear a great deal of responsibility for the current situation.

If it weren't for the granddaughter's courage, the granddaughter-in-law and great-granddaughter might have lost their lives. As parents, they absolutely could not continue to aid and abet evil, so they could only endure it and turn a blind eye, thinking that they had raised this son and grandson in vain.

Seeing his brother's family beaten and bruised, Wang Boyi could only sigh. He could only blame the three men for their outrageous behavior in the past. He could only turn away now, out of sight, out of mind.

Yang was overjoyed to see her third brother's family being beaten. In the past, she had always taken advantage of the fact that they were the youngest in the family, and had made all her older brothers and sisters take advantage of her in every way.

They always bullied her because they thought they were the boss and had to tolerate their domineering behavior. But the tables have turned, and it's time for someone to teach them a lesson. Seeing this scene of crying and wailing, she felt very happy, even more excited than if she had found money.

Seeing that the elders didn't try to stop them, Wang Hegui and his siblings were even less willing to get involved. Seeing that the scene was too chaotic, they all stayed far away or quietly slipped away.

Seeing that the three had been beaten to a pulp, Wang Baofu was the most seriously injured. He was already seriously injured, and this beating by the mob had left him barely breathing.

It would be too easy for someone like that to die, and besides, his father is her own father's younger brother, so he can't die. Wang Xiyue stopped everyone in time, "Alright, that's enough."

Her chilling voice suddenly rang out in the ancestral hall, instantly stunning the villagers who had been swarming around her. They were jolted awake as if doused with a bucket of cold water, and all stopped, holding their breath, to look at Wang Xiyue.

The guards from the Prime Minister's residence and the Prince Xian's residence immediately dispersed the chaotic crowd, and everyone involuntarily cooperated and stood obediently.

Mo Yun even took the initiative to check the three people's symptoms to see if there were any fatal injuries. After a quick check, he found that they were all external injuries. He also helped Wang Baofu bandage the cut wounds on his head and ears. If the bleeding wasn't stopped, he would die from bleeding to death.

Wang Xiyue glanced at the clan leader casually. "Clan leader, what is the clan's punishment for committing such a heinous act?"

Clan Chief Wang knew, of course, that according to clan rules, Wang Boming's family should be expelled from the clan, but he didn't want to offend anyone, so he pretended to be troubled and pondered.

Seeing that he couldn't make a decision for a long time and was obviously shirking responsibility, Wang Xiyue made the final decision: "Since it is inconvenient for the clan leader to speak, then I will take the liberty of making the decision myself."

"First: Wang Baofu and Chen Cuihua have been removed from the family genealogy."

"Second: I will divorce my husband on behalf of my sister-in-law and demand that Wang Baofu pay me four hundred taels of silver."

"Third: Given Wang Baofu's vicious nature and long-term abuse of his wife and children, he is hereby punished by having his Achilles tendons severed."

"Fourth: In view of Chen Cuihua's malicious instigation of her son to hit people and her long-term bullying of her daughter-in-law and granddaughter, she is hereby punished by having the tendons in both of her hands severed."

Upon hearing of such a punishment, Chen Cuihua felt it would be better to just let her and her son die. She cursed recklessly, "I am your elder, you little bitch have no right to punish me and my son. If you dare to touch a single hair on my son's head, I will haunt you even as a ghost."

Everyone felt a cold light reappear, followed by a shower of blood, and then they saw Chen Cuihua's right hand severed at the wrist, with blood gushing out like a spring.

Chen watched helplessly as blood streamed down her wrist. She stared at her palm for a long time without reacting, then screamed and fell straight backward, unconscious.

Wang Xiyue quickly pressed Chen's acupoints to stop the bleeding; dying wasn't that easy.

Looking at the woman lying on the ground, barely alive, she added contemptuously, "Even on the verge of death, you still don't know how to repent. Then I can only reluctantly teach you how to be a decent human being."

The scene just now made the onlookers' hearts sink to the bottom again. Some even rubbed their eyes in disbelief, wondering if they were seeing things. But the severed hand on the ground was so conspicuous that it was impossible to ignore it.

Like puppets on strings, they all turned their heads at the same time, staring in horror at Wang Xiyue in the arena.

Watching her calmly wield the sword as if nothing had happened, she severed the tendons in Chen Cuihua's other hand.

She turned and walked towards Wang Baofu, who was lying on the ground, and kicked him without hesitation, making him flip over and lie face down on the ground.

Then, without hesitation, he swung his sword twice, leaving no trace. As Wang Baofu screamed again, blood fell to the ground, and the tendons in his feet had been severed.

Everyone watched as she wielded her sword and slashed people as easily as cutting vegetables.

They dared not meet her cold eyes. In their hearts, she was no longer a little girl, but a gleaming blade. Now they finally realized that she was not just all talk.

Her words were as powerful as imperial edicts. Given her style of doing things, anyone who disobeyed her would end up like Chen Cuihua and Wang Baofu, barely alive.

An uncontrollable sense of fear spread among the villagers.

Meanwhile, in the corner, Dongfang Yu looked at Xiyue, who stood solemnly in the hall with her sword in hand, and a hint of infatuation flashed in his eyes.

Today, she abandoned her usual understated elegance and instead chose a sharp, bright red outfit with a black belt and collar. There were no accessories on her body, and her dark hair was tied high on top of her head. This extremely simple outfit made her seem even more unapproachable, upright yet wicked, pure yet ruthless.

He liked it even more.

His girl was so clever; she avoided the trivial and focused on the important, diverting attention with a bigger goal, making a big deal out of small things, and then easily resolving the situation quietly.

Her proud and aloof demeanor was fully displayed, much like a general charging into battle, solemnly facing the invisible army. She drew her sword without hesitation, simply to protect the unseen yet omnipresent vulnerable women behind her.

Just like that little girl who stood in front of him without hesitation back then!

This is the kind of girl he will marry!

How fortunate he was to have met her!

Wang Xiyue stared expressionlessly at the terrified villagers, her eyes radiating undisguised murderous intent and hatred. Her chilling voice then followed:

“From today onwards, if I ever find anyone who abuses women without cause, the fate of Wang Baofu and Chen Cuihua will serve as their example.”

The cruel smile on her lips deepened, and as she met the villagers' eyes, she added, word by word, "Death is never scary; what's scary is living a life worse than death."

"Those who disagree, I am ready to serve at any time."

Upon seeing her smile, the villagers retreated in terror, involuntarily kneeling on the ground and pleading in trembling voices, "No, I would never look down on a woman."

"I have never hit my wife."

"I have never abused my daughter."

"I am very filial to my elderly mother."

"I will never call my daughter a money-loser again..."

"..."

From today onwards, no one here will dare to think that women are a financial burden; even if they are dissatisfied, they will keep it to themselves.

Looking at the clan chief's angry but speechless face, Wang Xiyue smiled faintly and said to the villagers with a half-smile, "Whether you should be punished or not depends on the clan chief and the village head's decision, because they know best whether you are lying or not."

"I believe that such a thing will not happen again from now on! If anyone insults the Empress's reputation again, I think the clan chief and village head will be happy to pay them a visit."

"After all, this is a crime punishable by the extermination of nine generations of one's family. On the other hand, if you do well, even if the emperor rewards you, at least my father will remember your heroic deeds."

"Are you right?"

"Clan leader?"

"The village head?"

Without waiting for their answers or assurances, Wang Xiyue simply conveyed her meaning: anyone who dared to hold them back or fail to perform their duties was doomed.

She didn't just invite these two people to be decorations; they'll have plenty of opportunities to be useful in the future.

Wang Xiyue saw that the results were about what she expected.

Today's task is complete.

It's time for her to leave the stage.

Looking at the pools of blood on the ground, so red they were almost blinding, Wang Xiyue's heart clenched. She suddenly felt exhausted and cold all over, as if she would lose control if she stayed any longer.

She turned to her brother and whispered for help, "Brother, this is the letter of divorce. Could you help me handle the aftermath?"

"I'll go back and rest for a while."

Seeing the weariness and dejection in his sister's eyes, Wang Xijie immediately stepped forward and took the sword and divorce papers from her with heartache. "Yueyue, go and rest for a while. I promise to handle the rest properly."

She nodded. "Thank you, brother!"

Wang Xijie urged, "Don't be so polite with your brother, go and rest. Don't worry about things here, your brother will take care of everything."

After taking a deep breath, Wang Xiyue used her lightness skill to quickly leave.

Soon, the "big devil" in the villagers' hearts finally disappeared from their sight, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief, feeling as if they had finally come back to life.