The Cold-Hearted Princess Who Transmigrated Here

Wang Xiyue was busy inside when she suddenly heard voices coming from next door. Her heart tightened, she stopped what she was doing, and hurried over to the next room.

Upon seeing the young man, she anxiously asked, "How is the situation? Is it very troublesome?" Her eyes were fixed on him, afraid that he was lying to her again.

Dongfang Yu was well aware of Xiyue's worries, but still walked gracefully toward Xiyue and naturally reached out to gently take her hand.

To avoid drawing too much attention, Dongfang Yu cleverly used his wide sleeves to cover their clasped hands, and then intentionally or unintentionally squeezed Xiyue's palm, as if to convey strength and comfort to her in this way.

"Don't worry, it's alright!" Dongfang Yu shook her head firmly.

He continued, "Actually, we've had several contacts with this cult before and know a lot about them. Although we've run into them again this time, fortunately, we've confirmed that the restrictions are effective in restraining them. As long as the plan is arranged properly, dealing with them won't be difficult."

"Moreover, they captured so many hostages this time, which will definitely lead to more clues."

After a pause, Dongfang Yu pondered for a moment and then added, "Furthermore, as far as I know, the main altar of the God Worshiping Cult is located in the territory of Nan Shang Kingdom, while they only have one branch altar in Xi Yue Kingdom. In comparison, dealing with a branch is much easier than dealing with the main altar."

Wang Xiyue raised her head slightly, her gaze meeting that of the young man. She had originally wanted to confirm whether he was deliberately comforting her and hiding the truth, but instead, she saw that his deep eyes seemed to be rippling with a pool of spring water, full of tenderness and affection.

She couldn't help but feel flustered, and a faint blush naturally rose to her cheeks. This eye contact made her, who was usually poised and elegant, appear somewhat uneasy.

After hesitating for a moment, Wang Xiyue carefully pried open the fingers that the young man was tightly gripping, one by one. Her movements were very gentle and slow, as if she was afraid of hurting him, but at the same time, she carried a resolute attitude.

"Okay, I understand. I'll go call Zhuzhu and her brother to go get something to eat now." Wang Xiyue said softly and then hurriedly turned and left.

She's always a little scared when she's alone with her boyfriend.

After all, this person has always been prone to taking advantage of others. If she doesn't stop him, he will only go further and further. Unlike him, she doesn't have a mask to cover her face.

Meanwhile, Dongfang Yu, who was standing still, looked helplessly at the fleeing figure.

When will he be able to get close to her legitimately? He feels he can't wait any longer.

Thinking of this, Dongfang Yu couldn't help but sigh inwardly; the task ahead was truly arduous and the road ahead long.

The three rooms weren't far apart, so Wang Xijie vaguely heard his sister and Dongfang Yu talking and was about to come out to ask about the details.

“Yueyue…” Wang Xijie asked as soon as he saw his younger sister outside.

Just then, a delicate yet slightly shrill voice interrupted him.

"Hey, who are these people? Which sect do you belong to?"

"Don't you know this is a place only for distinguished guests?"

Wang Xijie sensed a strange gaze coming from afar. He subconsciously turned his head and saw a young woman dressed in gorgeous clothes slowly walking towards them.

The woman was of above-average appearance, but her arrogant attitude made her face look unsightly.

Several maids and old women followed closely behind her, serving their mistress with utmost care and deference.

Lin Fuya was also secretly sizing up Wang Xiyue and the others, her eyes practically piercing through them.

Upon seeing this, Wang Xijie frowned slightly. He pondered to himself, "Who exactly is this woman? Why does she dare to come and offend them, even showing such hostility?"

Just as he was about to ask a question, Dongfang Yu, who had approached Xiyue first, could no longer contain his anger and suddenly raised his hand, about to slap her hard.

The way she looked at Xiyue disgusted him.

Wang Xiyue reacted quickly, instantly moving between her brother and Dongfang Yu.

She reached out to stop the young man from swinging his arm halfway, and then grabbed his hand tightly to prevent him from moving around, while giving him a sidelong glare as a warning.

This man is clearly a gentle and refined gentleman, but when he's with her, he turns into a domineering and hot-tempered man who attacks without ever asking why. He's so fickle!

Xi Yue's intervention instantly transformed Dongfang Yu's previously agitated mood into one of great joy. He was now only concerned with the soft hand clasped between his fingers and had no time to care whether the person opposite him was a human or a ghost, since Xi Yue would handle it anyway.

Wang Xiyue turned around and stared at the woman who was approaching her without changing her expression. Seeing the woman's arrogant manner and the way she looked down at people with her chin, she did not feel any anger.

Instead, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, forming a faint smile, and she retorted in a calm and unhurried tone, "Oh? Ma'am, who are you? And why do you dare to cause trouble here?"

"Ok?"

She paused for a moment, her gaze calm and steady as she looked at the other person, and continued, "Even when visiting someone's home, one should at least introduce oneself first. Your utterly impolite behavior is simply unacceptable to us normal people!"

Do your parents know how disrespectful you are?

After saying these words, she remained calm and composed, as if she had just casually uttered a few ordinary words.

However, these words were like a sharp sword piercing the heart of the woman opposite him.

After hearing this, the woman finally lowered her head, which had been held high. Her face showed an expression of disbelief, and she stood there frozen as if she had been struck by a spell.

It took her a while to come to her senses, as if waking from a dream. Someone actually dared to call her an old maid and even accused her of being ill-mannered.

In a fit of rage, her face contorted into a grotesque and monstrous expression.

"You...you...you insolent brat..." she said angrily, pointing at the person in front of her, her words beginning to stutter.

Overwhelmed with anger, her chest heaved violently, and her breathing became rapid and disordered.

Finally, she could no longer contain her burning rage and shouted loudly behind her, "Guards! Slap her across the face! How dare she speak so disrespectfully to me! Today I will make her taste the consequences of provoking me!"

An old woman who was used to flattering others rushed forward impatiently like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey, as soon as she saw an opportunity to show herself in front of her master.

Her obsequious face made Wang Xiyue want to vomit. This old woman didn't know that her life might end here.

The old woman now had only one thought in her mind: she must take advantage of this excellent opportunity to make a good impression on her master!

So, while cursing under her breath, she charged aggressively toward her target.

"You little slut, you've really got some nerve! How dare you offend our noble lady? She's the daughter of our newly crowned martial arts alliance leader! Hmph, I'd like to see you get what's coming to you today..."

The old woman got more and more excited as she talked, as if she could already see the wonderful scene of receiving a generous reward from her young mistress after beating this wretched woman.

Wang Xiyue flashed forward like a ghost, quickly approaching the old woman. Then, with a muffled thud, before anyone could react to what had happened, the old woman was kicked away like a tattered sack.

The old woman flew through the air in an arc before crashing heavily into the wall next to the door.

Because Wang Xiyue used all her strength in that kick, the old woman coughed up a mouthful of blood as soon as she landed. After the fall and impact, the old woman's ribs also broke.

According to Wang Xiyue's calculations, the old woman had at least three broken bones. Her foul mouth and wasted food meant she should be made to clean up and contribute to the farmers' livelihood.

Just as she was pondering whether she should also give that arrogant young lady two crisp, resounding slaps, a figure rushed towards her like an arrow released from a bow.

The person who arrived was Lin Fengxiao. His face was full of anxiety, and his forehead was covered with sweat, indicating that he had run all the way here.

“Miss Wang, please have mercy! You are a magnanimous person, please be merciful! This is my youngest daughter, Fuya. It is all my fault for neglecting to discipline her, which has led to her being so reckless and rude, offending all of you distinguished guests.”

"What happened today is entirely my fault. Please, Miss Wang, forgive my daughter this time for my sake!" Alliance Leader Lin said, bowing deeply with his hands clasped in a very sincere manner.

At this moment, Wang Xiyue was actually hesitant. After all, she had come here to unite everyone against the cult, and there were still many matters that she needed to deal with and negotiate with Alliance Leader Lin.

If you were to visit someone's home on the first day and then brutally beat their daughter without any mercy, the relationship between the two parties would likely become quite awkward and tense in the future.

Besides, this woman's crime doesn't warrant death; a slight deterrent or warning should suffice.

Well, one should be forgiving when possible!

Wang Xiyue said calmly, "Alliance Leader Lin, you flatter us! Miss Lin and we are meeting for the first time and are not familiar with each other yet, so it is normal for there to be some friction and conflict. Now that we know each other, Miss Lin should not be so confrontational in the future."

Lin Fengxiao knew his youngest daughter very well. He knew very well that although she wasn't that bad, her arrogant, spoiled, and willful temper was something he could never change.

Whenever he thought of this, Lin Fengxiao couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

Fortunately, he had made prior preparations and specially arranged for two trusted confidants to guard the young master Wang secretly. If it weren't for such a thorough plan, he might have caused a major disaster this time.

At this moment, looking at his youngest daughter, he no longer held any hope. He sincerely wished that the girl would get far away from him as soon as possible and stop causing him any more trouble.

So, as soon as he opened his mouth, his face was gloomy and his voice was stern as he reprimanded her: "Xiaoya, how can you be so willful and unreasonable?"

"They are distinguished guests whom I have specially invited. This young master is the only young master in the Prime Minister's mansion; and this Miss Wang is the Prime Minister's most precious and beloved daughter!"

Having said that, he glared at his daughter with piercing eyes and continued to scold, "What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and apologize to the guests! If it weren't for Miss Wang's magnanimity in not stooping to your level, you would have been beheaded by now if it were anyone else!"

Hearing her father's reprimand, Lin Fuya's mood instantly became very unsettled.

On the one hand, she knew that she had really messed up this time, having inadvertently offended the powerful heir of the prime minister's mansion. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel fear, worried that she might suffer his ruthless revenge.

On the other hand, when she saw Miss Wang, whose clothes seemed ordinary, she couldn't help but feel a strong sense of jealousy and contempt. Why was she so lucky to be born into such a prominent family, even though they were both women?

This "Qingya Courtyard" seems to have been destined for her because the character "Ya" in it is the same as the character in her own name. She likes this wonderful coincidence very much, so how could she easily miss it?