The Cold-Hearted Princess Who Transmigrated Here

It took Wang Xiyue an entire morning to arrange all the remaining matters concerning Zhang.

When she returned to the village and entered the Wang family compound, she saw a group of people chatting and drinking tea under the grape trellis.

Wang Xiyue glanced around and noticed an unfamiliar young man accompanying her aunt.

When Yang saw that her niece had finally returned, she excitedly ran forward to greet her and give her a heads-up.

Although her niece was a bit too bold in her actions at the ancestral hall yesterday, her personality suited her perfectly. She liked girls who were generous, straightforward, and decisive, and she hated those who were hypocritical and scheming.

She decided to keep the good stuff within the family and first present all of her nephew's good qualities to at least leave a good impression on her niece. So she gestured with her chin toward the stranger under the grape trellis and began to praise him, "Xiaoyue, that young man is the one I told you about before, my nephew Zhenyu."

"He's such a good person, kind and gentle, filial to his parents, literate and good at math, and can even write poetry. He's also good-looking. He's very popular in our villages. If he hadn't planned to establish himself before starting a family, he wouldn't have been delayed until now."

"He heard he was going to meet you, so he rushed over early this morning. He's really eager!"

"Xiaoyue, what do you think of him?"

Wang Xiyue never expected that what awaited her was not a meal, but a blind date arranged for her.

She thought that after making such a fuss yesterday, and with such a big incident happening, her aunt wouldn't bring up such trivial matters again. Little did she expect that people could be so kind-hearted.

She looked in the direction her aunt pointed. The man's appearance was far inferior to Dongfang Yu's, and his temperament was also far inferior to that of the young man. However, he was indeed handsome and gave people a very comfortable feeling from a distance. He was the kind of person who was not aggressive and very easygoing. She usually categorized this kind of person as a nice guy.

Such a person is suitable to be a friend but not a husband to Wang Xiyue, because he treats everyone the same, including his wife and others, and she dislikes this kind of indiscriminate treatment.

Furthermore, his personality often makes it difficult for him to accept her unconventional nature. After all, she doesn't like a life of conformity, and her usual behavior is often seen as shocking by others.

For his sake, she decided to keep her distance from him.

Ultimately, the main reason for her rejection was that she had no feelings for him.

Yang Zhenyu happened to look up when Wang Xiyue entered the courtyard, so just one glance was enough for him to remember that figure for the rest of his life.

Her face was like a moon, her eyes like stars, her complexion like the morning sun. She walked with graceful steps. Half of her long hair was simply tied up on her head, while the rest flowed smoothly like a waterfall. She wore a shimmering blue dress, which made her appear as calm as a lake. Her temperament was as cold as ice and as proud as a lone plum blossom in the cold winter.

Such a girl is someone he can only admire from afar, like a full moon that can only be viewed from a distance and never approached.

He knew that the man who could spend his life with him must be an unparalleled genius in this world.

Although he wasn't bad himself, he wasn't confident enough to be that confident. However, he didn't want to miss the opportunity to get to know her. Even if they couldn't become husband and wife, becoming friends would be a worthwhile life.

When Dongfang Yu, who was following behind Xiyue, heard that the stranger opposite him was coming to take Xiyue away from him, his aura surged instantly, and he could hardly contain his anger. He was ready to kill this bastard if he dared to come forward.

Wang Xiyue felt a growing murderous aura behind her. She couldn't help but turn around and glance at him. The 'Shadow' was now radiating murderous intent, his eyes practically spitting fire. He wasn't usually this emotionally expressive; she often couldn't even sense his presence.

She had previously guessed that Shadow was probably a former bodyguard and a very top figure in the Prince Xian's mansion, so he was extremely good at concealing himself and could often blend into his surroundings with his aura and emotions.

But recently, after Xiao Ge left, 'Shadow's' presence has become stronger and stronger. For example, she had never seen him act so aggressively before. If she hadn't been sure that the face belonged to Shadow, she would have thought he was Xiao Ge.

When Wang Xiyue turned to look at him, Dongfang Yu had already lowered his eyes and suppressed a bit of anger. However, he still clearly knew that Xiyue had noticed his exposed emotions. He felt frustrated and helpless. Whenever it came to Xiyue, he could never stay calm. She held a much heavier place in his heart than he had imagined.

He would never feel at ease, let alone relax, until he truly possessed her.

Under her aunt's deliberate arrangement, Wang Xiyue was assigned to pick vegetables in the field to make seasonings. Yang Zhenyu was also going with her, because he was familiar with the vegetable garden and could lead the way. 'Shadow' also volunteered to go along, naturally because he wanted to protect her.

Yang Zhenyu had already decided to give up, but the closer he got to this wonderful experience, the less he wanted to miss it, and he wanted to try one last time.

For that slim sliver of a possibility, he disregarded the presence of the strange man, stopped, and bowed deeply to Wang Xiyue.

“Miss Wang, I am twenty-one years old. My parents are alive and well. My elder brother has started his own family. There are only my parents and younger sister in my family. We have a few acres of poor land and make a living by farming. I am already a student of the Imperial Examination and plan to take the autumn examination in three years. I believe my aunt has already told you about other things.”

"Miss Wang, I wish to be with you forever. Would you give me another chance?"

Wang Xiyue looked at the person who had been leading the way on the left front, but now politely blocked her way. She thought her cold face was enough to show her refusal, but she didn't expect him to be so persistent.

She sighed helplessly, shook her head, and directly refused, "Sorry, we're not a good match."

Yang Zhenyu persisted, "Why?"

Dongfang Yu's gaze deepened. This damned bastard, even after being rejected by Xiyue, still clings to her so persistently. He really deserves to be taught a lesson.

Wang Xiyue asked calmly, "Do you know what I did at the Wang Family Ancestral Hall yesterday?"

Yang Zhenyu was dumbfounded. Could the incompatibility between the two be related to what happened yesterday? He had only arrived here this morning and really didn't know what had happened yesterday. He could only honestly shake his head.

By the time Yang Zhenyu finished finding out what happened, she should have already left, so this was just a delaying tactic by Wang Xiyue.

A cold yet familiar aura emanated from behind, making Wang Xiyue feel unreal for a moment, as if the person who should have left was still there, but she also knew clearly in her heart that this was impossible.

Thinking of the young man made her mood even worse, and the patience she had painstakingly built up was almost gone.

Wang Xiyue didn't like talking to strangers, and now she was even less willing to explain. She just wanted to get rid of the person as soon as possible. "Once you understand the whole story, you'll naturally know the reason."

After speaking, she didn't wait for the other person's reaction and turned to walk back.

She already knew his idea, and she had clearly refused. The purpose of the trip had been achieved, so whether or not she went to the vegetable garden was no longer important.

Watching the beautiful figure leave without a second glance, Yang Zhenyu had to admit a fact: she was the moon in the sky, and he was the water on the ground; they could never intersect, and it was all wishful thinking on his part.

Wang Xiyue thought the blind date was over, but she didn't expect there would be more trouble waiting for her.

When she and 'Shadow' returned to the compound, as soon as they entered the gate, they were not greeted by food or familiar faces, but by a strange woman who lunged at them from several feet away, her expression as if she had a deep-seated hatred for them.

The woman appeared to be unmarried, probably in her early twenties, and dressed extravagantly. She had several kinds of silk flowers, a few real flowers, various hairpins, and some hair ornaments that Wang Xiyue did not recognize.

At first glance, her head was covered in a mess of colorful and messy things. Her eyebrows were drawn very dark and thick, her lips were painted very red, and she had so much powder on her face that it was so white that it was clearly the same color as her neck.

Wang Xiyue seemed to have only ever seen such attire on madams and matchmakers, but those women were just a bit older, and while they had many hair ornaments, they were made of genuine gold and were colorful but not messy.

The woman in front of him had just haphazardly piled all her jewelry on her head. The best piece of jewelry she had was a crudely made silver hairpin, and the rest looked cheap. Did this woman want to wear all her jewelry out in public?

I wonder if this person has any special fetishes?

Her clothes were an extreme combination of bright red and green, with exaggerated, cumbersome, and ugly tailoring. There wasn't a single decent thing on her body, and it was unclear what she was trying to show off.

Just as Wang Xiyue was puzzled, the woman rushed in front of her.

Wang Jiaojiao always believed that she was the most beautiful girl in the world. Among the nearby villages, she was the most beautiful flower. She was always the center of attention and the most dazzling one.

Having a prime minister as her uncle was a source of pride for her. She always considered herself a delicate flower cherished by many young men, and a lady from a prominent family that other farm girls could never compare to.

Because her clothes and hair accessories were the newest and most varied, and she didn't have to do farm work, she firmly believed that she was just as noble as the eldest daughter of the Prime Minister's family, and that the only man worthy of her must be the best man in the world.

So she was determined to become an official's wife from a young age and would never marry into a poor farming family. Over the years, she has been picking and choosing, and she only felt that her cousin Zhenyu barely met the requirements. So whenever her cousin was on vacation, she would go to see him. She kept a close eye on his movements at all times.

This time, she only went to her maternal grandparents' house for a few days, and when she came back, her own home had undergone tremendous changes.

Her brother and mother were rendered useless and disabled by Wang Xiyue. She hadn't even recovered from that when she heard from the village girls that her cousin Zhenyu had come to Wang Xiyue for a blind date a long time ago. That's why she came to settle scores with her.

However, after seeing her in person, although she was very confident in her own appearance, she had to admit that her cousin was indeed a little bit prettier than herself.

Comparing the two, her cousin would definitely choose her. Wang Jiaojiao couldn't control her jealousy and hatred. She just wanted to scratch the other woman's face. "You little slut, you actually seduced my Zhenyu brother. See how I teach you a lesson!"

Wang Xiyue raised her foot without hesitation, ready to kick the person away, but the person behind her was faster than her.

Snapped!

boom!

Two sounds later, Wang Xiyue saw the woman opposite her fall flat on her back to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust and scattering all her jewelry on the ground.

Dongfang Yuzhen wanted to kill this foul-mouthed woman who dared to insult his wife.

Wang Xiyue sensed a hint of killing intent emanating from 'Shadow' and immediately reached out to tug at his sleeve: "No."

There must be a reason why I was scolded for no reason. Before deciding whether to kill or beat him, I need to find out what happened.

After the dust had mostly settled, Wang Xiyue knelt down and carefully examined the woman groaning on the ground. Having no recollection of her, she asked directly, "Who are you?"

Wang Jiaojiao felt that her left cheek and back were so painful that she couldn't feel anything, but that didn't stop her from cursing, "Wang Xiyue, don't think you can do whatever you want just because you have a father who is a prime minister. I am your sister, and I am not afraid of you at all."

“My brother Zhenyu definitely wouldn’t like you. If you keep pestering him, I’ll have my uncle beat you to death.”

Wang Xiyue frowned, squinting as she carefully examined the face covered in cheap rouge and powder. No wonder she hadn't recognized the woman immediately; her makeup was too heavy.

Just now, 'Shadow' was too fast, and Wang Xiyue didn't see it clearly. She only saw his hand holding the sword move. Now, seeing the narrow, red, swollen bump on Wang Jiaojiao's face, she realized that 'Shadow' had hit her with the hilt of the sword. He had obviously used internal force, which was why hitting someone's face could make them fall backward.

Does this 'Shadow' also have a cleanliness obsession, or does he simply dislike women? He's so reluctant to use his hand to hit someone; how much does he despise this woman?

Wang Xiyue glanced at 'Shadow' with complicated emotions. Why did this person suddenly become so... so strange and so irritable?

She didn't have time to think about it anymore, and turned her gaze back to observe the woman on the ground.

After carefully examining the facial features, I finally confirmed it.

It turned out to be my fourth cousin, Wang Jiaojiao. She did look somewhat familiar from my childhood.

She was four years older than me. I had met her a few times when I was little, but I didn't have a good impression of her. She wasn't ugly or beautiful, just an ordinary person.

However, she was spoiled and arrogant, with a domineering attitude that everyone had to revolve around her, so the two of them were naturally incompatible. But at that time, she was still young and didn't know how to dress up in such a messy way, so she wasn't as disgusting as she is now.

She had just dealt with her brother and mother, and instead of seeking justice for her family, she came to fight for her man.

snort!

What a disgusting family, both selfish and self-serving.

After Wang Xiyue understood what had happened, she didn't hesitate to slap Wang Jiaojiao on the other side of her face, which was uninjured.

Seeing Wang Jiaojiao stunned by the beating, Wang Xiyue had completely run out of patience. "What does it matter to me if you like Yang Zhenyu? If you're so capable, marry him. But don't bother me. If you dare to curse me again, I'll cripple you."

Wang Jiaojiao stared in horror at Wang Xiyue's expression, which turned as cold as a knife in an instant. She was so frightened that she forgot to fight back for a moment.

Even after the person had gone far away, the sharp warning kept echoing in her mind. She had clearly felt the surging murderous intent beneath Wang Xiyue's calm face. She knew that if she dared to say another word to curse her, Wang Xiyue would definitely not hesitate to strike her down.

The tragic images of her older brother and mother appeared even more vividly in her mind.

This time, she truly felt how close death was to her.

She was truly terrified. She was not only afraid of dying, but even more afraid of ending up half-dead like her older brother and mother.

She would stay far away from her from now on; she decided she never wanted to have anything to do with this female killer again in her life.

Once she understood, she immediately got up and ran, not even having time to pick up the jewelry that had fallen to the ground.