After I transmigrated, the cold king clung to me every day.

Chapter 121 Nameless: "You're not allowed to hit her!"

Murong Yi returned from shopping with Su Wan'er. As soon as she entered the backyard, she heard the voices of Lin Qianqian, Xiao Die, and a strange man.

Su Wan'er's eyes darted around, a sly glint in her eyes. She said in a strange voice, "Why is there a man's voice? Could it be my sister..." She glanced at Murong Yi out of the corner of her eye and saw that Murong Yi's face turned deathly pale, her eyes dimmed, and her fists clenched involuntarily.

After walking a few more steps, they arrived at Lin Qianqian's room and saw this scene: Lin Qianqian was carefully applying medicine to Wuming's wound. Her eyes were focused, and her movements were gentle and delicate. She gently applied the medicine to Wuming's wound with a cotton swab, being extremely careful with each touch, afraid of hurting him. After applying the medicine, Lin Qianqian even gently blew on the wound, as if that could blow away the pain.

Seeing this, Murong Yi's face turned red with anger, and her eyes seemed to spit fire as she stared intently at Lin Qianqian and Wuming.

Su Wan'er stood to the side with her arms crossed, a smug smile on her lips, waiting to see the show.

Murong strode in, his imposing manner suggesting a fury that could ignite the surrounding air.

Xiao Die was the first to notice, as if she had seen a cold, icy iceberg pressing down on her. Her face showed extreme embarrassment, and she panicked for a moment, only able to shout loudly, "Greetings, Your Highness! Greetings, Consort Su!"

Lin Qianqian heard the voice and then saw that Murong Yi was already standing in front of her.

Nameless was also taken aback by the scene and turned to look at Murong Yi with surprise. Murong Yi's eyes burned with fierce anger as he stared intently at Nameless. Nameless, on the other hand, simply met Murong Yi's gaze calmly, yet with a hint of doubt in his eyes, his gaze clear and transparent.

The two stared at each other, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense, as if time had stopped flowing and even the air seemed frozen, making it difficult to breathe.

Su Wan'er glanced at Wuming, pursed her lips, and said in a sarcastic tone, "Sister, you're really bold. You dare to bring a man you picked up from the roadside into the Prince's mansion. Aren't you afraid of causing any trouble? Your Highness, don't you agree?" As she spoke, she swayed her body and walked to Murong Yi's side, gently nudging him with her shoulder. However, her eyes kept darting back and forth between Lin Qianqian and Wuming, like a gossipy woman waiting to watch a good show and stir up trouble.

Lin Qianqian smiled gently and said unhurriedly, "Sister, it's not appropriate for you to say that. I only helped him out of pity, it was just a small act of kindness. Our manor is so big, surely we can accommodate someone in distress? Sister, you're always so clever and quick-witted, how could you think such a bad thing about me today? You should know that kindness always brings good fortune, but harboring malice is not good. I've always acted with integrity, I have nothing to be ashamed of, let others say what they want."

At this point, Lin Qianqian chuckled softly, "Besides, I don't think I need to report to you, sister, what I do. Instead of worrying about me, you should focus on yourself. After all, some positions, no matter how hard you try, are ultimately not easily attainable. Don't you think so, sister?"

Upon hearing this, Su Wan'er's eyebrows shot up, her almond-shaped eyes widened, and her rosy cheeks instantly flushed red, like a ripe tomato. Her chest heaved violently, clearly indicating that she was extremely angry.

She moved gracefully to Murong Yi's side, gently tugged at his sleeve with her delicate hand, and said coquettishly, "Your Highness, look! She has humiliated me like this. You must stand up for me!"

The voice was high-pitched and thin, with a hint of crying, perfectly capturing the image of a wronged young woman who only hoped that Murong Yi would stand up for her and punish Lin Qianqian.

Murong Yi's brows furrowed into a deep frown, his eyes wide with anger, veins bulging on his forehead. He shouted sternly, "Lin Qianqian, you are truly audacious! I have never bothered with your usual behavior, but today you have openly brought a strange man back to the manor. Do you still have any respect for me as your prince? Do you still care about the rules of the manor?" With that, he flicked his sleeves, the wind whipped up by the hem of his robe seemingly carrying his fury.

Su Wan'er was secretly pleased, but her face still showed a wronged expression. She thought to herself, "Lin Qianqian always looks so dignified, but now that she's been severely reprimanded by the prince, let's see how arrogant she can be then."

[Hmph, she thinks she's so great just because she's the principal wife. As long as I whisper in the prince's ear, her position will be shaken sooner or later. Today's incident is the beginning of her fall from favor. With a little more effort, I'll make sure she has no place in the prince's residence. From now on, this residence will belong to me, Su Wan'er, and the prince's favor will belong solely to me.]

Seeing Murong Yi's anger, Su Wan'er was secretly delighted. She quickly seized the opportunity, swaying her slender waist as she approached him, tightly gripping his arm with both hands. Her eyes filled with tears, and her voice trembled with sobs as she pleaded, "Your Highness, you can't let my sister off so easily! Her reckless behavior not only violates the rules of the Prince's Mansion but also shows she doesn't care about you at all. If she brings this strange man back today, who knows what outrageous things she might do tomorrow? If word gets out, what will become of our Prince's Mansion's reputation!"

Hearing Su Wan'er's acting skills, which were worthy of an award, Lin Qianqian couldn't help but click her tongue a few times. A mocking smile appeared on her lips as she said, "Oh, little sister, you acted really well. It's a waste of your talent if you don't go to the stage to sing. Don't pollute the air here by spouting nonsense without any basis."

"You! Hmph~" Su Wan'er was furious. She gritted her teeth, pounded her chest, and stomped her feet, but she couldn't quell her anger. She snorted coldly and looked at Murong Yi.

Murong Yi was already in a bad mood when he heard Lin Qianqian's words. He immediately flew into a rage and turned to shout at Lin Qianqian, "Lin Qianqian, you are truly lawless! Bringing a man back to the manor without permission is a grave mistake, and now you dare to make sarcastic remarks here. My patience has been completely exhausted!"

Murong Yi's face turned red with anger, and the veins on his forehead throbbed. He raised his hand high and swung it at Lin Qianqian with all his rage, as if he wanted to vent all his anger on that one slap.

Just as the palm was about to fall, Wuming rushed over like a gust of wind and grabbed Murong Yi's hand tightly.

Wuming's eyes suddenly became incredibly firm, flashing with a cold, sharp light like a star, and carrying a hint of ferocity. His brows furrowed slightly, as if silently warning Murong Yi not to act rashly.

Murong Yi was stunned, her eyes wide with shock. Then her anger reignited, and she glared at Wuming as if she could see right through him.

Lin Qianqian and Xiaodie were completely stunned, their mouths agape and their eyes filled with disbelief, as if they had witnessed something incredible.

Just as the atmosphere became so tense it seemed to freeze, Wuming suddenly broke the silence. His voice, as if coming from the depths of the earth, was deep and powerful, each word clear and distinct: "You are not allowed to hit her!"

As he spoke, Wuming seemed like a completely different person, his aura suddenly becoming so powerful that it was impossible to ignore him. He stood ramrod straight, like an ancient pine tree, his chest slightly puffed out, his eyes fixed intently on Murong Yi, the firmness and coldness in his gaze seemingly capable of freezing into ice.

Murong Yi was originally filled with anger, but under the pressure of Wuming's powerful aura, her momentum weakened considerably, and she unconsciously shrank back, as if she had been intimidated by Wuming's aura.