Transmigrating to Female Supremacy: Husbands, Don’t Be Too Outrageous

The chief clerk received the order and wrote furiously, which made Li Yuanzhen's blood boil. He pointed at Ji Zhen with shaking hands and almost fainted.

Lin Jiahuai was almost confused by the sudden turn of events before her. She had been interrogating the witch doctor from southern Xinjiang for such a long time but had not been able to pry a single word out of him. She did not expect that when Li Yuanzhen arrived, she was so angry that she blurted out everything.

Obviously, Li Yuanzhen did not expect Ji Zhen to have such a skill.

She had just woken up and felt very weak. If she hadn't been thinking about Miao Yi, she wouldn't even have the strength to climb out of the dungeon.

But who would have thought that after rushing to the place, she would witness the medicine man being beheaded. She was so furious that she wanted to kill Ji Zhen, the one who beheaded the man.

However, it was not until Ji Zhen slowly asked the chief clerk to bring the confession to her for signature that Li Yuanzhen realized that she had just committed all the mistakes that she had never made in the past ten years.

Mistakes made in chaos and words spoken without thinking will give others an advantage.

And the words recorded in her confession:

Colluding with witch doctors in southern Xinjiang, refining living people, and killing South Vietnamese soldiers...

Every word was enough to have her expelled from the Eastern Palace and demoted to a commoner.

Li Yuanzhen asked Ji Zhen to bring Lu Ziyan back. She was just a small prince, just a chess piece, and she never took this woman seriously. But she didn't expect that once she entered the Yin Office, the development of things would be so unexpected and completely out of control.

Li Yuanzhen's eyes went dark, a fishy and sweet taste rolled through his throat, he stared at Ji Zhen angrily and said:

"Qingyan, you...how dare you plot against me like this...you! And you!"

Li Yuanzhen's eyes darkened, and his rage turned toward Lin Jiahuai, who was standing beside Ji Zhen at a loss.

"As an official appointed by the imperial court, you actually allowed a mere prince to act so recklessly in the court! He intended to murder me! He deserves death! Come here!"

Li Yuanzhen shouted loudly, but the hall was full of runners from Yin's office. The back of the hall had been taken over by people from the East Camp, and no one responded to Li Yuanzhen's call.

"Someone come! Someone come! Someone come!"

Li Yuanzhen yelled in exasperation, but the people in the hall didn't move at all. She was so angry that she spat out a mouthful of blood, which splashed on the gray floor tiles in the hall, shocking.

When Lin Jiahuai saw that Li Yuanzhen actually vomited blood, he was shocked and couldn't help but step forward to comfort her, but was stopped by Ji Zhen.

She lazily walked forward, bent down, glanced at Li Yuanzhen who was about to faint, and kindly took out a small handkerchief from her sleeve to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth, saying lightly:

"It's okay if you vomit blood because you're so angry. But don't be angry, Princess. The case is only halfway through, and you're so angry. How can you continue to watch if you're in bad shape?"

"Qingyan..."

Li Yuanzhen vomited blood, but she felt relieved. She leaned on the coroner, grabbed Ji Zhen's hand that was wiping the blood for her, narrowed her eyes, stared at her, and asked in a voice that only the two of them could hear:

"What exactly do you want to do? Do you want to harm me? Dethrone me from my position as Crown Princess?"

Ji Zhen raised his eyebrows, gently patted her hand on his wrist, and said in a low voice:

"Your Highness, I am just a prince, why would I want to depose you from your position as the Crown Princess? Deposing you will not benefit me in any way. Am I just doing this for nothing?"

Li Yuanzhen opened his eyes, held Ji Zhen tighter, and said anxiously:

"The Zhao Youqing you favored was a guest of Li Yuanying. Do you dare to swear that you have nothing to do with her and have no intention of harming me?"

When Ji Zhen heard what Li Yuanzhen said, she almost laughed out loud. She pulled her hand away, looked coldly at Li Yuanzhen, who looked dejected, and sneered:

"I thought Li Yuanying was a fool, but I didn't expect that you, the Princess Royal, were also a fool. You have been planning in the East Palace for so many years, but in the end you can't even see who your enemy is. Can Her Majesty really rest assured if she leaves Nanyue to you?"

"Qingyan! The Yan State envoys will arrive soon. Your Majesty's old illness has relapsed recently and it is difficult to recover. At this time, if something happens to me, Nanyue will be in chaos. Even if you have thousands of soldiers in the northwest, it will be useless! Aren't you afraid?"

Ji Zhen looked at Li Yuanzhen's dying struggle, pulled her back, stared at her face like a knife, and asked word by word:

"So, what secret plan did you and the Yan State delegation make?"

Li Yuanzhen's eyes suddenly shrank, a trace of panic flashed across his eyes, and he suddenly turned his head away and stopped talking.

Ji Zhen looked at Li Yuanzhen, who suddenly remained silent, and the smile on her face became warmer. She whispered in her ear:

"In fact, I don't care whether you tell me or not. What is South Vietnam to me, and what is South Vietnam to you? Your Highness knows it very well. What should be fought for, and what should be let go. Your Highness should have known it twelve years ago when you were being discussed for the crown prince."

"you!"

Li Yuanzhen's face suddenly changed. Ji Zhen took a step back, gently patted Li Yuanzhen's pale face, and smiled very kindly:

"But today, we will not talk about those old things. We will just let Your Highness see what the so-called medicine man who is invulnerable to swords and fearless of life and death is like."

"Qingyan, no! That is the hope of South Vietnam!"

When Li Yuanzhen heard the wrong tone in Ji Zhen's words, he immediately shouted to stop her, but Ji Zhen paused, turned around, narrowed his eyes, and said with a frosty face:

"The hope of South Vietnam? Our soldiers from the northwest left their homes and joined the battlefield, fighting to the death and their bodies are hard to return, and they are not worthy of your Highness's attention. It will take another three years to get a share of military merit to support the orphans and widows. These half-human, half-ghost creatures are the hope of South Vietnam?"

Ji Zhen snorted coldly and turned to walk towards Miao Yi who was firmly held by Ye Feng. The long sword in his hand was against his chin, forcing him to look up. Ji Zhen's eyes scanned his face, and the coldness in his eyes continued to spread, making Miao Yi feel as if he was being tortured inch by inch, and he shuddered unbearably.

"Why are you afraid?"

Ji Zhen snorted lightly, and the sharp sword edge, with a chilling chill, wandered across Miao Yi's face.

Even in this tense atmosphere, Miao Yi's face was still rosy and he didn't show any panic at all. His skin was very good, white and smooth, with almost no pores visible, which made his delicate eyebrows and eyes look even more exquisite.

It is so exquisite, like a finely detailed painting.

Ji Zhen frowned slightly, and the long sword in his hand moved downward, passing over his neck, and stopped at his slightly open collar. With a slight flick of the sword tip, Miao Yi's collar opened. His fair chest was immediately exposed to everyone's sight, and the hall was silent for a moment.

"Your Highness? This is..."

Lin Jiahuai, who had been standing by without moving, saw Ji Zhen suddenly open Miao Yi's collar in the hall, which made the yamen runner blush. He really didn't know what Ji Zhen wanted to do. Unexpectedly, as soon as she opened her mouth, Ji Zhen waved his hand and said to her:

"Come and see, is this beauty's beauty in the skin or in the bones?"

After saying that, there was a flash of cold light in his hand, and the sword in his hand cut open Miao Yi's chest without warning.