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Transmigrated As the Princess: My Brother is a Demonic Cultivator

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Chapter 1 - Life of a Princess

I was lying on the grand royal bed made up of sandalwood. My body was buried under the blanket. A slim hand gently resting on my waist, warm breath brushing against my ears. 

"Ji Lan, I know, you're awake." Something softly touched my ears, leaving these words ringing in my head. A warmth lingers around my ear, turning my face slightly red. 

After saying this, he tightened his grip around my waist, pulling me closer. Our bodies were only separated by a thin night gown. He placed his lips on my neck, making me almost lose my mind for a second. 

"Fuck off, you pervert," When I came to my senses from this sudden sensational moment. I fiercely dug my nails into his hands, pushing him away. 

"Ouch, it hurts," He said, glancing at me with an innocent look, while rubbing his hand where a few red marks of nail were clearly visible.

"Hmph, how many times have I told you not to sneak into my bedroom? If you don't get it. I will…" I was trying to threaten him when he suddenly pounced at me, grabbing both of my hands. His face was less than an inch away from my lips. We stared at each other for a few seconds before I bit on his nose, showing him his place. 

"Aa… How could you…" He acted like it hurt so much, but his acting wasn't good enough to fool me. 

"How long are you planning to act like this? Tell me, when you're done?" I said flatly, standing up from the bed, ignoring his cries. 

I went to the window and gently pulled the curtains. Letting the first few rays of the sun illuminate this dark room. The Sun still hadn't come out yet, and the morning fresh air brushed past my skin. Helping me come out of this morning's dizziness. 

As I felt a bit refreshed, a warm hand wrapped around my skin, a sturdy body pushing against me. 

"Good morning, Big Sister," He whispered in my ear, in a slightly playful way. 

"Do you even know what you are doing?" I asked calmly without pushing him away. 

He was silent for a second before tightening his grip around my waist and whispering in my ear, "I love you."

"Are you even getting the point, what I am trying to say?" I didn't do anything, just let him do whatever he wanted. 

"Of course, I know, and I still love you," He declared boldly, almost making me frustrated. I clenched my fist before raising my hand and pushing his head away from my neck. 

"Ok, now, leave, don't try to test my patience anymore," I said in an annoyed tone, my gaze still looking at the horizon. 

 

"Um… as you wish, sister. How could I not listen to my big sister?" He said with a slight laugh, but there was a slight sadness in his voice as he left the room. The sound of the door closing echoed in the room. 

I took a few long breaths in and out several times to calm my nerves. 

I had been living in this world for almost 17 years. I didn't know how, but one day I was sleeping in my class and when I woke up. I was an infant in this royal palace, having the title of princess. I had dreamed of this type of life whenever I read those romantic novels. 

When I came to this world, I would like, one of those royal princesses surrounded by beautiful men, loved by all. But reality wasn't that beautiful. Though I am a princess now. But I don't even have the freedom to go out. Since I was born, I have been staying in this royal palace. 

No one really cares about me. Other princesses are also always scheming against each other. As for my dad, he is too busy out there having more children. I don't even know how he looks. 

At first, I was always used to being bullied by other princesses, and no one was there for me; I was all alone. After some time, I got a little brother. Though our mom didn't have time for me, this silly little brother was my favourite toy at that time. 

Unfortunately, whom I thought to be innocent and cute turned out to be the devil. He got a crush on me, and I was fifteen. He even proposed to me. At that time, I didn't realise this guy would really become this obsessed with me. 

Luckily, this guy still listens to me. I don't know what I will do if someday he really pushes beyond just sleeping together. The line was already very thin. 

I hope this devil will soon find his love and stop bothering me. 

Suddenly, the door knock rang in the room. Waking me up from my thoughts.