I was bought by a princess as soon as I transmigrated here.

Chapter 220: Convincing people with virtue

Night quietly descends, all is silent, and the whole world is immersed in tranquility.

Slightly tired, Song Wanning slowly climbed into bed, ready to end her busy day and drift into a sweet dream.

However, just as she lay down and was about to close her eyes, a pair of warm and strong hands suddenly wrapped around her slender waist from behind.

"Hmm?" Song Wanning let out a soft hum of confusion in her drowsy state. "Xiaoxue, what are you doing?" She struggled to open her sleepy eyes and turned to look at Ye Chuxue behind her.

Ye Chuxue gently pressed her face against Song Wanning's back, her voice trembling with unease, and whispered, "Sister, I... I just had a terrible nightmare, and I'm still feeling panicked."

Upon hearing this, Song Wanning's heavy drowsiness immediately dissipated.

She turned around with a pained expression, and, using the faint moonlight streaming in from the window, carefully examined Ye Chuxue's delicate face.

Ye Chuxue's eyes still held a lingering fear, making her look like a frightened fawn, which was quite endearing.

"Xiaoxue, don't be afraid, it was just a dream, it's all fake." Song Wanning gently comforted the trembling girl in her arms, and reached out to gently wipe away the crystal tears hanging from the corners of Ye Chuxue's eyes.

Feeling Song Wanning's care and protection, Ye Chuxue felt as if she had found a safe haven and snuggled into Song Wanning's arms, clinging tightly to her.

At this moment, Ye Chuxue was like a kitten longing for security, obedient and pitiful.

Song Wanning's heart skipped a beat, and an indescribable, strange feeling instantly welled up inside her.

This feeling was both strange and wonderful, and she couldn't help but hug Ye Chuxue tightly, as if she was afraid that if she let go, this delicate girl in front of her would disappear.

She took a deep breath, the faint fragrance emanating from Ye Chuxue's hair lingering around her nose, a refreshing scent that made her feel incredibly at ease.

The two embraced quietly, time seemingly standing still. The only sound was their rapid heartbeats, rising and falling, weaving a unique melody.

After an unknown amount of time, Ye Chuxue finally calmed down her fear.

She tilted her head slightly, her movements as gentle as a breeze brushing against flower petals. Her beautiful eyes shone brightly in the pitch-black night, like twinkling stars in the night sky, dazzling and radiant.

She slowly moved closer to Song Wanning, each step seeming to tread on a soft heartstring, producing a soft yet heart-stirring sound.

When they were close enough, she parted her lips slightly and gently touched Song Wanning's delicate cheek. Then, like a startled little rabbit, she quickly lowered her head shyly.

Song Wanning felt her cheeks instantly burning hot, as if they were about to burst into flames.

Her heart, which had been as calm as still water, was now like a mischievous little deer, jumping and pounding wildly inside her chest.

On this quiet night, a deep affection, like a quietly blooming flower, silently spread between the two.

Just then, Song Wanning took a deep breath and said softly, "Xiaoxue, look into my eyes."

Upon hearing this, Ye Chuxue slowly raised her head, her gaze meeting Song Wanning's.

However, at that very moment, Ye Chuxue was surprised to find that Song Wanning's eyes seemed to be shrouded in a thin mist. Her originally clear eyes had become deep and mysterious, making people want to explore them further.

As time went by, Ye Chuxue's vision gradually became blurry, and she fell into a dazed and confused state.

She felt as if she were being drawn in by a powerful and invisible force, and involuntarily walked towards the depths of the mist.

Immediately afterwards, one strange and bizarre scene after another began to flash before her eyes. These scenes were bizarre and dreamlike, as if they had taken her into a completely fictional and wonderful world.

After an unknown amount of time, the strange images gradually faded, and Ye Chuxue's vision cleared again. When she looked closely, she saw Song Wanning's familiar and kind face once more.

"Sister?" Ye Chuxue blinked, a look of confusion on her face, as if she hadn't yet recovered from the bizarre experience she had just had.

Song Wanning gracefully stretched out her hands, which wrapped around Ye Chuxue's slender waist like serpents.

She gently kneaded Ye Chuxue's waist twice with her fingers.

Ye Chuxue had a long and slender waist without an ounce of excess fat, and her delicate skin was as soft as silk, making people feel tenderness towards her.

Song Wanning seemed not to have had enough and playfully tickled Ye Chuxue's waist with her fingers.

Ye Chuxue said coquettishly, "Sister, it tickles!" Her voice was melodious and pleasant, like the song of a nightingale.

Song Wanning giggled and said, "That's right, it's itchy. How about it, little sister? Doesn't everything in front of you feel incredibly real?"

Ye Chuxue asked with a puzzled look, "Feel very realistic? What do you mean by that, sister?"

Song Wanning blinked and said mysteriously, "That's right, silly sister, this is a dream illusion I carefully created. Actually, we're both already asleep right now, and everything we're experiencing is just part of my illusionary world."

Upon hearing this, Ye Chuxue was astonished and exclaimed with wide eyes, "It's so amazing! Then, sister, can I use my divine power here?"

Song Wanning smiled slightly and replied confidently, "Of course, but... I also have a way to make you lose your divine power. After all, this is my world, and I can control it however I want."

Song Wanning parted her lips slightly and spoke softly. At the same time, she gently waved her fair, jade-like hand, and a mysterious item appeared in her hand as if by magic.

"Sister, that is..." Ye Chuxue stared wide-eyed at the item in disbelief. A blush quickly crept up her fair face, making her already beautiful and refined appearance even more charming and delicate.

"Isn't this Xiaoxue's favorite 'toy'?" Song Wanning's lips curled up slightly, revealing a sly smile as she teased.

As soon as she finished speaking, Song Wanning snapped her fingers crisply. In an instant, a strange light flashed, and something amazing happened—the clothes the two of them were wearing vanished without a trace!

"Sister... um..." Ye Chuxue let out a soft, coquettish cry, her hands instinctively trying to cover her body, but Song Wanning gently grabbed her wrists.

The room was filled with an ambiguous yet tense atmosphere, making one's heart race and breathing quicken.