The Cold-Hearted Princess Who Transmigrated Here

Our next destination is Yunyang City.

To fulfill her brother's dream of becoming a martial arts hero, Wang Xiyue decided long ago to go with him to participate in the once-every-five-years martial arts tournament and broaden their horizons.

But it's only the fifth day of the sixth lunar month, and there are still two months until the martial arts tournament on the eighth day of the eighth lunar month!

Yunyang City and Shancheng are more than a thousand miles apart, and it normally takes about ten days to travel there, so they had plenty of time.

This time, Wang Xijie was smarter and decided to stroll over slowly, taking the opportunity to enjoy the scenery along the way.

This speed caused the destination, which was originally expected to be reached in one day, to take as long as five days.

Wang Xiyue has rarely ridden a horse these past two days, spending most of her time resting and catching up on sleep in the carriage.

She didn't know why, but lately she had been sleeping more and more restlessly at night. A completely unfamiliar woman would always appear in her dreams. As soon as she fell asleep, she would dream about fragments of that woman's life, some happy, some sad, some mundane, and some dramatic.

Tonight was no different; Wang Xiyue saw that woman again in her dream.

In her dream, she was pregnant, but she exuded an aura of desolation and despair. She was in a desolate mountain, with no one else around, and she stood on the edge of a deep ravine, gazing blankly into the distance, as if searching for a reason to live.

A cold wind swept by, as if she might be blown off at any moment.

Despite Wang Xiyue's attempts to stop her, she was powerless. Seeing the woman about to step out, she shouted loudly, but it was all in vain.

Wang Xiyue woke up from a nightmare, her emotions remaining unsettled for a long time. What did this strange dream mean? And who was that woman?

Every night, she had such complicated and oppressive dreams, which almost made it hard for her to breathe.

Dongfang Yu was extremely anxious as he watched Xiyue grow increasingly haggard, but he couldn't find a solution.

That day, their group had just left the inn. As usual, Wang Xiyue leaned against the carriage and pretended to doze off. Before the carriage had gone more than a few feet, a commotion suddenly came from behind.

"Stop the car!" Wang Xiyue lifted the curtain and peered out, only to see a crowd gathered on the road they had just walked along.

"What happened?" She jumped off the carriage, quickly turned back, and squeezed into the crowd.

There was a little beggar lying lifelessly on the ground, with no obvious external injuries. He had his eyes closed and was not moving, as if he were asleep.

"This little beggar suddenly fainted for some reason," the people around him murmured.

"Yes!"

“I saw it very clearly just now, no one bumped into him at all.”

"Yes, yes, I saw it too. He ran a few steps and then fell down..."

Wang Xiyue squatted down and carefully examined the little beggar's condition. She reached out and felt the little beggar's pulse, and found that the pulse was extremely weak. This was not an illness, but rather malnutrition caused by long-term hunger and fatigue.

"Brother, come here quickly. I'll take him back to the inn first, and you can rebook me a room." Wang Xiyue made a quick decision.

Wang Xiyue carried the person and walked straight back into the inn room she had just left.

She placed the little beggar on the bed, intending to first remove his dirty clothes and then have the guards bring hot water to help him clean up.

When she took off the clothes, she realized that the little beggar was a girl, probably around twelve or thirteen years old. She was just too thin and her clothes were dirty and baggy, so she had misjudged her earlier.

Since she was a girl, Wang Xiyue had to do it herself.

After roughly washing the girl's body and changing her into clean clothes, Wang Xiyue finally saw what she really looked like.

With delicate features and a pretty face, she was a natural beauty.

She was thankful that the little girl had been dirty and disheveled, which concealed her true appearance, so she had not suffered any persecution. However, her hands and feet were unprotected, resulting in many scratches, frostbite, and various blue and purple scars.

These traces also indicate that she had been wandering for at least two or three years.

Afterwards, Wang Xiyue fed her some water and a Qi-replenishing pill.

The medicine worked quickly, and soon the little girl slowly opened her eyes. Looking at the stranger in front of her, her eyes were filled with confusion.

Wang Xiyue noticed that the other girl had a blank look in her eyes and showed neither fear nor rejection towards her. She guessed that the girl was probably not very bright.

She might be a silly girl abandoned by her family, or a madwoman who ran away on her own.

Wang Xiyue waved in front of her, trying to get her attention: "Are you hungry?"

The little girl seemed to finally realize what was happening, and her gaze fell on Wang Xiyue's face.

Wang Xiyue breathed a sigh of relief, relieved that she could hear him; thankfully, he wasn't both deaf and mute.

She helped the person up from the bed, placed them on a stool, and then moved a bowl full of white rice porridge in front of them.

The little girl was very compliant and did not resist at all throughout the process.

But once she sat down and saw the porridge, she acted like an animal on instinct, suddenly burying her head in the bowl and starting to slurp it up.

She was clearly starving, wolfing down her food like a puppy, and she looked quite cute.

Fortunately, the porridge wasn't too hot, otherwise her tongue would have been burned.

Wang Xiyue sat quietly to the side watching her eat, and casually asked her some questions in a low voice, "What's your name?"

"Where do you live?"

Why did you get here all by yourself?

……

As a result, the "puppy" opposite her was only focused on eating and completely ignored her.

After the little girl finished eating two large bowls of white porridge, she finally slowed down. Wang Xiyue was afraid that she would overeat and decided to take the bowls away.

But she just wouldn't put down the bowl, holding it tightly in her arms and refusing to let it be taken away.

Wang Xiyue felt she had no other options and prepared to go out to find her brother to see if there were any other solutions.

She had just stood up when the little girl grabbed her arm.

"Pearl... Pearl."

Hearing the faint cry, Wang Xiyue turned around in shock, "A pig?"

Which pig are you talking about? A fat pig? A pearl pig? Or a vermilion pig?

The little girl, with a pitiful yet very determined expression, continued, "Zhuzhu... Zhuzhu..."

Okay! Wang Xiyue was on the verge of a breakdown; she couldn't accept this communication method that relied entirely on guesswork.

She was having a headache looking at the naive and silly girl in front of her; she really couldn't communicate with her normally.

However, Wang Xiyue still tried to comfort herself.

Whether it's a pig or a pearl, at least they can say two words, so they're not too stupid.

At least he can still eat, so he's not completely insane.

Since she can only say these two words, let's call her Zhuzhu for now!

From that day on, everyone in the Prime Minister's residence and the Prince Xian's residence knew that Miss Wang Xiyue had taken in a silly little sister, named Zhuzhu.

Nothing much happened after that, so Wang Xiyue decided not to send her back to Riyuetang. Actually, she wanted to send her back, but the other person didn't want to leave.

The clinginess was even more intense than the bright moon; not only did they stay by each other's side during the day, but they even had to stay in the same room to sleep at night.

If Wang Xiyue were allowed to sleep alone, she would definitely spend the night outside her own room when she woke up the next day.

There was no other way, because she naturally disliked strangers getting too close, so for Zhuzhu's safety, they could only place her next to her bed in her room.

Helplessness is also a form of compromise.

After spending so much time together, Wang Xiyue has come to regard Zhuzhu as a silent friend with whom she can confide and keep each other company.

If you have anything to say, just talk to her. Anyway, she won't understand. No matter what Wang Xiyue says, she will just nod vigorously or say "Zhuzhu".

Wang Xiyue felt that this amusement device must have been specially prepared for her by heaven; it was simply one of a kind in the world.

Wang Xijie was speechless as he watched his sister interact with the little beggar. "Yueyue, this little girl looks like she's stupid, but sometimes she acts like a normal person. What's going on?"

Wang Xiyue shook her head. She didn't know either. After taking Zhuzhu's pulse, she found that there was nothing wrong with her body and she was very healthy. However, she had never encountered this kind of mental illness before, so she really couldn't make a conclusion.

It doesn't look like it's caused by medication; it's more likely that some kind of stimulus caused this abnormal behavior.

Especially after getting to know her for a month, she felt that Zhuzhu was like a soulless porcelain doll, never crying or making a fuss, always obediently listening to her and only listening to her.

If you tell her to eat, she eats obediently; if you tell her to sleep, she lies down and sleeps obediently.

She does whatever she's asked to do, but she doesn't do it very well. She can't use chopsticks or a spoon, she can't dress herself, comb her hair, change her clothes, or take a bath. Many times, Wang Xiyue feels like she's taking care of a mentally challenged child.

Wang Xijie patted his sister's head pitifully, "Yueyue, I feel like you've picked up a princess. You do her laundry and cook for her every day, and take care of her every need, just like you're taking care of a child."

Wang Xiyue smiled indifferently, "It's okay, she's fine as she is."

She found it truly exhausting to be around intelligent people; there was scheming and backstabbing everywhere, and she always had to be on guard against being hurt.

But when you're with Zhuzhu, all you need to do is remember to feed and water her, and she'll always stand behind you and never leave you. She's become like your shadow.

Sometimes when she's feeling down and doesn't want to talk, she'll sit quietly to the side, lost in thought, without making a fuss.

This silent companionship is just like that of a loyal puppy.

Now she understands why so many people like to keep pets.

Although taking care of Zhuzhu was a bit chaotic for Wang Xiyue, she also gained a lot. For some reason, since taking her in, she has had fewer nightmares at night.

Dongfang Yu remembered his previous mistakes, so he could no longer have close contact with Xiyue as he did before, and he also hoped that someone could take care of her.

He had originally wanted to find a female guard to be Xiyue's personal maid, but he couldn't find a suitable candidate. Moreover, Xiyue was too wary, and it was really difficult for ordinary people to get close to her, let alone take care of her. So, this idea was also canceled.

After Mingzhe appeared, he liked to guard the door for Xiyue every day, so he no longer had the chance to secretly spend time alone with Xiyue.

Just when his patience was about to run out, another "pig" appeared, and his shameless behavior made him even angrier.

He went to great lengths to get rid of her, sending his men out to investigate, hoping to find her family as soon as possible so he could send her back.

As a result, after a month, they still couldn't find out the origin of this little beggar. It was as if he had fallen from the sky without leaving a trace, which was really inexplicable.

He initially thought that someone with ill intentions was deliberately trying to plant a spy around Xiyue, but after investigating for so long, he still couldn't uncover any secrets, which made him even more frustrated.

"Master, we have searched many places for this pearl, but we still can't find any clues."

After hearing An Ying's reply, Dongfang Yu became even more frustrated. Why were all the things related to Xi Yue so strange?

It wasn't just Dongfang Yu who was frustrated; the one who felt even more embarrassed was An Ying.

After all, he was specifically in charge of intelligence gathering for the Prince's Palace.

He had spent three or four years searching for Miss Xiyue before, but now, with this little beggar suddenly appearing, even his men couldn't find any information about her, making it seem as if they were incompetent.

This dealt a heavy blow to Shadow's confidence.

He has now tacitly accepted that they almost never get anything out of anything related to the princess.