The Cold-Hearted Princess Who Transmigrated Here

Following Wang Xiyue in secret were Dongfang Yu and Mo Yun.

Dongfang Yu had noticed Xiyue's slightly trembling hands earlier, and he felt both distressed and anxious.

Mo Yun naturally didn't know that the current 'Shadow' was a prince, but even if he didn't know, it wouldn't affect his protection of the future princess.

Dongfang Yu discovered that Xiyue was not heading to the Wang family's courtyard, but was instead hurrying up a relatively high mountain next to the village.

Sensing that Xiyue's condition was not right, he immediately stopped Moyun from following and ordered in a low voice, "Go back!"

Mo Yun was quite surprised when 'Shadow' suddenly intercepted him. This guy was usually elusive and rarely spoke; he was incredibly sparing with words.

They actually tried to stop him today, but I can understand it. After all, he's a bodyguard, and his presence is naturally low.

It was almost impossible for Shadow to explain. Mo Yun thought about it and realized that he was right. He should go back to protect the prince. Although the princess was also important, Shadow's protection was enough.

Moreover, the princess was no weak or delicate woman. What happened in the ancestral hall today not only shocked the villagers, but even the guards felt for a moment that the princess seemed to come from hell. The murderous aura that erupted in that instant sent chills down their spines.

Although many families looked down on her personality, in the eyes of these guards, with her knowledge, courage, status, and appearance, she was the girl they considered the most suitable for the prince, and a mistress they greatly admired.

After careful consideration, Mo Yun decisively turned back, as he wanted to protect the prince.

After walking for about fifteen minutes, Wang Xiyue chose a place with a wide view and sat down on the ground.

From here you can see the entire village, and in the distance you can see villagers coming and going.

Dongfang Yu, who was secretly following, saw Xiyue sitting with her legs bent on a protruding boulder.

She propped her head up with her hand, looking utterly dejected. The calm and powerful aura she had exuded in the ancestral hall had vanished without a trace. Now, she was like a fish out of water, suffocating and lifeless.

Wang Xiyue tilted her head and stared blankly at the village in the distance.

This was the first time she had ever seen so much blood. She had swung her sword without hesitation, driven entirely by anger. Although it wasn't a real killing, it was close.

Looking back now, her hands trembled uncontrollably. She had never actually killed anyone, and she hadn't gotten over that mental hurdle yet. She needed to adjust her mindset as soon as possible.

It seems she'll only get used to it after experiencing it a few more times.

To others, I probably look more like a ruthless demon today!

She was doing a good deed, but after it was over, she didn't feel any happiness. Instead, she felt empty inside, as if a wound had been torn open and was bleeding profusely, but she couldn't feel the pain. She only felt numb and helpless.

She even doubted whether what she was doing was right or wrong.

The only reason she can intimidate everyone today is because her father holds a high position and because she has the backing of the Prime Minister's mansion.

In this village, she can make an example of someone, but in places she doesn't know, countless women still suffer unfair humiliation, and she remains powerless to do anything about it.

Without the Prime Minister's mansion, what use would she be? Without her father and brother supporting her?

Even if she witnessed her cousin-in-law being cruelly abused, at most she could beat up Wang Baofu and Chen Cuihua with her own strength, but that wouldn't solve the problem at all.

She couldn't save her cousin-in-law and the child, and might even cause them to be beaten even worse in the future. There was nothing she could do; she could either watch the tragedy unfold or force herself to turn a blind eye.

Who would take someone with no status or position seriously? People would probably just say she's meddling.

Without the Prime Minister's mansion, she would have been just a lowly commoner. The clan chief and village head would not have approved of what she said, and even her relatives and villagers would probably not have agreed with it. Her self-proclaimed righteous act would only bring endless trouble to her family.

If her father weren't the prime minister, who would protect her from her recklessness? And if her father were no longer the prime minister, how would she protect her family in the face of the Ling family's wanton retaliation?

She now truly felt fear. She was afraid that one unintentional mistake of hers would bring trouble to the Prime Minister's Mansion. She began to fear that one day, in her weakness, she might act recklessly and cause irreparable harm to her family.

She now hates herself a little; after studying with her master for so long, she has still accomplished nothing.

What should she do?

What can she do to gain true power of her own?

What must she do to be qualified to confront an unknown and powerful enemy?

What exactly does she need to do to break those deeply ingrained, persecutory ideas?

Are the rules of survival in this world really determined solely by power and status?

Does holding a high position and wielding great power mean one can do whatever one wants?

Are humility and poverty original sins?

……

She disagreed with the idea that people should be divided into different classes.

She refused to submit to the survival rule of the strong bullying the weak.

......

Dongfang Yu now deeply regrets his previous impulsiveness. He feels that his current identity is completely unsuitable for appearing in front of Xiyue. He doesn't know what happened to her, but he can vaguely sense that Xiyue's aura is extremely abnormal, resembling anger, sadness, and endless loneliness.

Wang Xiyue thought about it for a long time, but the more she thought about it, the less she could find a solution. She couldn't find a useful way, and in the end, she could only stare blankly at the sky in despair.

The clouds drifted by, the sky was blue, everything was beautiful, but a deep abyss of despair lurked in her heart, so deep that even a boulder thrown down could not make a sound.

She clearly possesses a rare and genuine family affection, yet deep down, she remains a person.

She wanted to talk to someone about her feelings, but after thinking about everyone around her, she realized that none of them were suitable. She then realized that since Dongfang Yu and Xiao Ge left, she had no friends left.

She has lived for fifteen years and has no close friends except for her family. She has really lived a failed life!

Perhaps it's because she doesn't like to ask for help from anyone, perhaps it's because she has a personality flaw, or perhaps it's just bad luck. In any case, she's been alone all these years!

Friendships are always fleeting, becoming strangers after just a few days. This was true for Dongfang Yu, and it was also true for Xiao Ge.

I don't know if they abandoned her or if she drove them away.

Is she destined to be alone forever?

Is she only able to survive by relying on her family's protection?

Does helping those in distress require weighing the pros and cons?

The world before her eyes began to darken, her vision blurred, her mind went blank, and it seemed as if her heart had left her.

Her body began to feel unusually heavy, as if countless hands were pulling her from behind, trying to drag her into the darkness. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't break free. Her endless struggles eventually turned into tears that streamed down her face. The chill around her made her hug herself tightly.

A strong urge to become stronger erupted from the depths of his heart.

At this moment, she vaguely felt that as long as she could let go of everything and abandon all emotions, she could obtain a powerful force that transcended this world.

At this moment, Wang Xiyue looked to Dongfang Yu like an abandoned puppy, curled up alone in a dark corner licking her wounds, like a body whose mind was about to be controlled, or like a person standing on the edge of a cliff, who would fall if she took one step.

He noticed that Xiyue was showing signs of an emotional breakdown, and his heart ached.

He saw tears streaming down Xiyue's tightly closed eyes. She didn't make a sound, her lips were pressed tightly together, suppressed and restrained.

He saw an invisible, surging dark aura surrounding Xiyue, as if it would pull her into an abyss at any moment.

The situation is urgent, so we have no choice but to act expediently.

Dongfang Yu flashed out from behind Xiyue and, before she could react, struck her pressure point from a distance, then grabbed her and pulled her into his arms in a domineering manner.

Yes, that's how it should be.

She could only vent her happiness and unhappiness to him, and he was the only one who could receive it.

Before Wang Xiyue fell into a deep sleep, she smelled that familiar scent again. With a sigh of relief, she let her consciousness completely sink into darkness.

Dongfang Yu held his beloved girl in his arms, feeling tender and content. He closed his eyes and greedily savored this hard-won moment.

Therefore, he was unaware that time was passing.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw that the sun had already set, and realized that they had been outside for a long time.

If we don't go back soon, my brother-in-law will probably think his sister is lost.

Xiyue must be very hungry after a busy afternoon; it's time for her to have dinner.

When Wang Xiyue woke up again, she found herself lying on a bed in the storage room.

She was clearly on the hillside, how did she end up here?

Who brought her back?

But upon closer reflection, it becomes clear that the only people here who possess such high martial arts skills yet would not harm her are the people from the Prince Xian's residence.

Forget it, there's no point in asking. What does it matter who brought her back? They were just fulfilling their duty as guards. Maybe one of the guards went up with her, or maybe they saw that she was emotionally unstable and simply put her to sleep by pressing her pressure points, forcing her to rest.

After sleeping for more than an hour, she felt much better, and the darkness in her heart had lessened considerably.

Being alone isn't so bad; her personality is suited to being independent and not burdening anyone.

A person can become strong. For the sake of those she wants to protect, even in the face of incredibly powerful enemies and an unpredictable future, she will move forward without hesitation, unafraid of any hardship or obstacle.

The next day, Wang Xiyue and her companions continued their journey to the county.

She wanted to relay the results to her cousin-in-law so that she could continue to recover without worry.

After having breakfast, Zhang saw that her cousin had returned just one day later.

As the night passed, Wang Xiyue saw that her cousin-in-law looked much better and felt relieved.

She relayed yesterday's results one by one: "Sister-in-law, I have helped you divorce your husband. From now on, you will live as a new household with your two daughters and will no longer be bullied by anyone."

"This is the letter of divorce and four hundred taels of silver. For your convenience, I've exchanged it for three one-hundred-tael silver notes and some loose silver. Please keep it safe!"

“Wang Baofu has been removed from the family genealogy, I cut off one of his ears, and his legs are crippled. He will spend the rest of his life confined to his bed, eating, drinking, and relieving himself.”

"Chen Cuihua was also expelled from the clan, and I have crippled her hands."

“If you want to settle down in your parents’ home, I will have the village head help you choose a house site. If you want to live elsewhere, I will find another way.”

As Zhang listened to the narration, she carefully examined the divorce decree in her hand: "[Wang Baofu, having long abused his wife and children, has confessed and is willing to accept punishment. His wife, Zhang, is young and healthy. Wang Baofu voluntarily agrees to be divorced and will compensate her with four hundred taels of silver, allowing her to remarry and take her two daughters with her, with no further disputes. If he reneges, he will atone with death. Confessors: Wang Baofu, Chen Cuihua, Wang Boming. Witnesses: Wang Xiyue, Wang Xijie. The decree also bears the seals of the clan head and the village head.]"

Zhang Shizi looked at the letter of divorce carefully many times, but she didn't react for a long time. She just stared blankly at the letter and then turned the paper over and over to check if it was real.

She never imagined that the cage she had tried so hard to escape could be so easily and completely destroyed by her cousin in just one day.

Looking at the familiar signature and bright red handprint, she covered her mouth, tears streaming down her face, and grabbed Wang Xiyue's hand, crying and laughing at the same time.

Fortunately, her two daughters supported her through thick and thin, and she always believed that no matter how difficult things were, as long as she was alive, there was hope. Now that she had finally made it through, she had no way to repay them but could only keep kowtowing, "Miss Xiyue, thank you, thank you... thank you... thank you..."

"Sister, you've survived a terrible ordeal, and good fortune is sure to follow. I wish you and your daughter happiness and good health for the rest of your lives." Wang Xiyue stopped her from making any large movements, offering sincere comfort and blessings.

Zhang has no relationship with her cousin anymore, so from now on she is no longer her cousin's wife, but her older sister, a completely reborn person.

Wang Xiyue helped Zhang Shi lie down, took out a handkerchief and handed it to her, "Sister, wipe your tears. I'm leaving tomorrow. You should think about where you'll stay next time, and I'll arrange it today."

This interruption calmed Zhang down, and she wiped away her tears while thinking about her future.

She had nowhere to live except her parents' home. Her sister-in-law and brother's wife were easy to get along with, and they lived in the same village as her parents, so they had relatives and friends she had known since childhood and could take care of her to some extent.

Living independently without sharing a room with one's parents can avoid many everyday family conflicts.

If they could just buy a new piece of land and build a thatched hut, providing shelter from the wind and rain for the mother and her two daughters, they could survive.

She has no other skills except for farming. If she doesn't have land, she can use some of her money to rent a few acres. Even if she is all alone, as long as she works hard, she and her two children will definitely have enough to eat and wear.

Moreover, there was so much compensation money; she still couldn't believe she had so much wealth.

When she got married, her dowry was fifty taels, which was a very high dowry compared to other farmers. This was actually because Wang Baofu had the backing of the prime minister, which allowed him to offer such a high dowry. Ordinary families would only give twenty taels at most when they got married.

This four hundred taels of silver was definitely money that Wang Baofu had emptied his family's coffers.

Originally, with the Prime Minister's help, his family should have been able to save more, but Wang Baofu and his mother were lazy and only wanted to eat what was readily available, so they eventually squandered their wealth and had very little left.

Zhang thought that with so much silver, as long as she used it sparingly, it would be enough for her two daughters' future dowries.

I just don't know when my illness will be completely cured.

Often, seeking medical treatment is a bottomless pit.

Seeing her gloomy expression, Wang Xiyue couldn't help but ask, "Sister, is something troubling you?"

Zhang came to her senses and said, "No, I've already thought about the days ahead, so don't worry, sister."

"Little sister, how much medical expense did you pay upfront? I'll pay you back now."

She didn't want to trouble Miss Xiyue any further; she had already done too much for herself.

Wang Xiyue hadn't expected that Zhang's family, in their current predicament, would prioritize repaying debts. She waved her hand in refusal, saying, "Sister, this is something the Wang family should do; you don't need to repay it."

“I just hope that what I’m doing can make up for some of the suffering you’ve endured.”

"I also hope you can take good care of your health and recover soon, and avoid overexertion."

"Only by protecting yourself first can you protect your two daughters for a long time."

"The best way to repay me is for you and your daughter to always be safe and sound."

"If you encounter any danger to yourself, take this letter to the village head for help."

"Sister, remember, never be overly patient, and never back down when it's time to fight back."

"Kindness is often taken advantage of."

Zhang listened attentively to her instructions, nodding repeatedly.

This is probably the difference brought about by background and upbringing. Zhang looked at the girl in front of her, who was five or six years younger than her, with envy. She was so thoughtful at such a young age. Her future must be extraordinary.

She could probably only keep her gratitude to herself, knowing she could never repay it in this lifetime. She could only place her hopes on her two daughters, hoping that one day they would be able to repay the young lady's life-saving grace.

Zhang had never witnessed the bloodshed in the ancestral hall, so she only felt reverence and admiration for Wang Xiyue. She was unaware that, starting yesterday, the name 'Wang Xiyue' had become a nightmare for many people in Wangjia Village.

Of course, Wang Xiyue herself had no idea that one day she would become a fearsome figure who could stop children from crying and intimidate men.