The Cold-Hearted Princess Who Transmigrated Here

Dongfang Yu carried the half-asleep Xiyue straight into his room.

"Go and make some hangover soup!"

"Yes." Shadow accepted the order and quickly went to prepare.

At this moment, Wang Xiyue felt hot all over, especially her face, which felt like it was being roasted by fire.

Just now, while riding in the carriage, despite the bumpy journey and extreme physical discomfort, she gritted her teeth and desperately tried to maintain the last vestige of her consciousness.

However, the swaying and rocking along the way was so unbearable for her that she felt dizzy and wanted to vomit.

But now the young man held her firmly in his arms. In an instant, an unprecedented sense of comfort and peace washed over her like a tide. Feeling his cool body, she just wanted to fall asleep peacefully like this.

Seeing Xiyue like this, Dongfang Yu felt a pang of tenderness in his heart. He gently patted Xiyue's back and said softly, "Xiyue, be good and lie down obediently, okay?"

"I'll wipe your face with a hot towel; that will make you feel better." As he spoke, he tried to open Xiyue's arms so that she could lie on the bed.

However, Xiyue was already extremely tired at this moment, her eyes felt as if they were weighed down by a thousand pounds, and even opening them was a luxury.

Upon hearing the young man's words, she instinctively shook her head, muttering, "No... I'm really sleepy..."

At the same time, her two originally weak arms clung even tighter to Dongfang Yu's neck, refusing to let go even a little.

"Be good and obey me!"

"Do not listen."

"Can you let go?"

"not good."

"Xiyue?"

"Ah."

"let go?"

"No."

……

This drunk person is completely uncommunicative.

He had heard of people being knocked out after just one drink before, but this was the first time he had ever seen someone like Yue who could be knocked out after just one gulp.

Although the wine was strong and heavy, it wasn't that potent. He could probably drink a whole bottle, but just to be safe, he only allowed her to take a small sip. He never expected that this person was so intolerant of alcohol.

"Xiyue, do you know who I am?"

"It's you, young man."

"wrong!"

"Brother... Brother."

The person Dongfang Yu had been thinking about all day was now in his arms. He couldn't help but desire her, and now, hearing her soft and alluring way of addressing him, he could only warn, "Xiyue, if you don't let go, it will be very dangerous."

"will not."

The warning was given a second time, "Why?"

"It's you, young man."

He warned three times, "I'm not Xiao Ge, I'm Dongfang Yu."

"Yes."

"no!"

"Yes."

Wang Xiyue felt that Xiao Ge was too annoying today, always making excuses, so she loudly declared her ownership in annoyance, "Xiao Ge is Dongfang Yu, and Dongfang Yu is Xiao Ge."

"You are my little brother, and you are also my Dongfang Yu."

"You are mine."

"You belong to me alone."

"Don't go, buddy. Sleep with me, okay?"

The outer garment that Xiyue had chosen today was a front-opening design with a very low neckline, and she was only wearing a strapless top underneath, which made her look sexy and charming.

However, after her violent twisting and thrashing, the outer garment that was barely hanging on her body had slipped off by more than half! Her two shoulders were completely exposed, and her fair, snow-white skin was faintly visible.

At this moment, in Dongfang Yu's eyes, Xiyue was like a fish on a chopping board, to be eaten however he pleased.

Her stunningly beautiful face was flushed like fire, her alluring eyes were slightly closed, her long, dark eyelashes tightly concealing her clear, bright eyes, and beneath her delicate, straight neck were a pair of soft, rounded, and slender shoulders.

Springtime is a boundless and blatant temptation.

Since that's the case, he can only follow her wishes and enjoy the mermaid in front of him with a clear conscience.

Dongfang Yu's eyes deepened, and he slowly lowered his head, approaching Xiyue's delicate, soft lips.

Just before he was about to touch her, he paused, trying to suppress the impulse in his heart.

But Xiyue seemed to sense something, tilting her head slightly and pressing her lips to his. Dongfang Yu's body trembled, and then he responded passionately.

This kiss carried his long-held longing and yearning, as well as Xiyue's drunken confusion and passion.

After a long while, Dongfang Yu finally released Xiyue. Looking at her drowsy sleeping face, he felt both amused and helpless. At the same time, he whispered a warning in her ear: "Xiyue, if you continue to seduce me so recklessly, I can't guarantee that I won't take you before our wedding."

Just then, Shadow knocked on the door with a bottle of hangover medicine.

Dongfang Yu helped Xiyue cover herself with the blanket before opening the door.

"Shadow, go to the outer courtyard and prepare another carriage!"

"I'll escort Xiyue back to the Prime Minister's residence later. Also, is Zhuzhu alright?"

"Hmm...it's nothing." Shadow's lips twitched; he felt quite sorry for Mo Yun now.

"Your subordinate takes his leave." Shadow felt it was best to inform Mo Yun in advance to get things done quickly, otherwise the prince wouldn't have time to wait for him.

The princess was drunk and just wanted to sleep, so the prince took good care of her.

But Zhuzhu has a habit of getting drunk and acting crazy, and if Moyun gets involved with her, he'll be in a bit of a mess.

Dongfang Yu returned to the bedside with the hangover medicine, gently lifted the boneless Xiyue and placed her on his lap, then fed her the medicine sip by sip.

Finally, I placed her on the bed and gently wiped her face with a warm towel.

Xi Yue let out a soft moan, turned over, and continued to sleep. Dongfang Yu gently covered her with the blanket, sat on the edge of the bed, and gazed at her with eyes full of doting affection. He thought to himself that if Xi Yue spent every day with him like this, his self-control might soon disappear.

At the same time, he was also a little depressed and angry. It would be too dangerous if Xiyue got so drunk that she passed out as soon as she drank.

This wine was more potent than any drug to her.

Moreover, it's not a good thing for a young woman to be so unguarded. Facing a man with normal desires, she is so at ease and trusts him so much that he won't take advantage of her.

In short, for her safety, he would forbid her from drinking alcohol from now on, and she should not drink alcohol with anyone except when she is with him.

What Dongfang Yu didn't know was that Wang Xiyue was extremely sensitive to scents and smells. She wasn't even close to her family, let alone outsiders or strangers. It was practically impossible for her to get close to her.

Even when she's drunk, her nose can still detect smells she doesn't like, and her body instinctively tells her to avoid those smells.

If Dongfang Yu knew that he was actually the only person in the world who could touch Xiyue, or rather, be intimately close to her, then he probably wouldn't need to be so anxious.

While Dongfang Yu was all smiles and tenderness, Mo Yun was subjected to "torture."

For Mo Yun at this moment, the word "misery" was an understatement.

He clearly saw that Zhuzhu only drank a small cup, and afterwards she was indeed a little tipsy. On the way back, when she was in the carriage with the princess, she was still very well-behaved.

But when they arrived at the Blue Robe Pavilion, the prince took the princess away and left her for him to take care of, saying that feeding her a hangover soup would suffice.

As soon as she left, the princess changed completely, clinging to him and insisting that he take her to find her sister.

Zhuzhu was not conscious at this time; her mind had no control over her body, and she acted solely on instinct.

She was furious and aggrieved. The man who had trapped her refused to take her to find her sister. "You big bad guy, I want my sister!"

"If you don't take me with you, I'll bite you to death." Then she bit down on the neck in front of her without hesitation.

Mo Yun froze, his instinctive reaction causing him to instantly channel his energy throughout his body, and then...

Zhuzhu felt that the meat was so hard that she couldn't bite it. She tried many other places, such as the back of the other person's hand, arm, chest, and shoulder. She even thought she was being clever by tearing open the clothes before biting, but she couldn't bite any of the meat. She felt that her teeth were very sore and that she had used up all her strength.

"You bad person, I can't bite it at all..."

Looking at Zhuzhu, who was clutching his clothes and crying bitterly in his arms, Mo Yun suddenly felt like crying too. Why should he have to take care of this silly, unreasonable girl?

He is a martial artist. Even if his body is not as strong as a copper wall, it is normal for him to have muscles. He is not as delicate as her. He is usually not hurt by swords and knives. Besides, with her cat-like strength, it is normal that she can't bite him.

"Stop crying!" Hearing the crying, Mo Yun couldn't help but feel irritated and angrily stopped her.

Zhuzhu was startled by the shout and felt even more aggrieved. She then burst into tears, crying, "You yelled at me! You're such a bad person!"

Well, with that shout, the crying got even louder.

The guards nearby, who heard the commotion, couldn't help but burst into laughter.

It turns out there are people in this world that even Master Mo can't handle.

The princess is truly amazing! She can pick up just anyone and still manage to completely subdue Lord Mo.

Mo Yun had good hearing and naturally knew that everyone had heard his unfortunate situation today, but he really didn't know what to do with this little nemesis in front of him.

A knock sounded on the door. "Ahem, Mo Yun, this is hangover soup. The prince said you need to get it ready quickly, we're about to leave."

Shadow also felt that the situation in the room was a bit awkward, so he waited a while before coming over to remind them.

Mo Yun and Zhu Zhu were sitting on the bed, and Zhu Zhu was still crying in his arms, clinging tightly to her waist. He didn't have time to open the door.

Seeing the two of them like this, anyone would start to have wild thoughts, so he could only answer in a muffled voice.

"Okay, leave the bowl at the door, I'll come get it myself."

Shadow put down the bowl, shook his head, and left.

This person is truly something else; he's got six out of seven orifices open, but he's completely clueless about the other one.

Afraid of delaying things, Mo Yun pleaded in a low voice, "Okay, I won't be mean to you anymore, please stop crying, okay?"

Zhuzhu shook her head. "No good."

Mo Yun suppressed his surging anger and asked, "Then what do you suggest we do?"

Zhuzhu racked her brains and came up with a plan: "I'm going to bite you, and it will hurt a lot."

Mo Yun was helpless. He was just asking for trouble. But wanting to solve the problem quickly, he tried his best to think of a solution. "Then bite my face."

Even though he has thick skin, his face is still easily scratched.

Just then, a series of images flashed through Zhuzhu's mind, and she realized with delight that this was a good method!

Once, she secretly saw that handsome older brother gently bite her sister's lips for a while, and soon after, her sister's lips swelled up.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Mo Yun had her eyes tightly closed, looking helpless as she prepared to accept her fate.

However, just as he was mentally prepared, he suddenly felt a warm and soft touch tightly enveloping his lower lip.

This sudden turn of events left Mo Yun completely stunned. He was so shocked that he instinctively opened his eyes abruptly. Not only that, but due to the extreme surprise and tension, his body seemed to have been paralyzed, rendering him unable to move.