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

"Zhen Zhen."

Zhao Youqing gently took Ji Zhen's hand and pulled her to the soft couch to sit with him. He said softly:

"In fact, what General Yu told me was not about the Eastern Palace."

"Oh?" Ji Zhen looked at him noncommittally and asked, "What else could it be?"

"I'm talking about... Master Lu."

Zhao Youqing hesitated for a moment and handed the note in his sleeve to Ji Zhen.

"Lu Yuhuo Zhen? Who sent the note?" Ji Zhen asked.

"It was said that it was General Yu's attendant who brought this note, left it at the gatehouse and left." Zhao Youqing replied.

"Not handed to you personally?" Ji Zhen looked at the note and frowned.

"No."

Ji Zhen's solemn expression confirmed Zhao Youqing's guess.

In the past, letters were sealed with wax seals and stamped with family crests or family emblems to distinguish them. They were then sent by special persons to show their discretion.

But this note didn't have a wax seal. The person who delivered it just left it at the gate and left. He was in such a hurry, as if he was afraid of being discovered by others.

This is not the way to send a letter, but why?

Zhao Youqing was originally suspicious of the note, but when he thought of the complicated look Lu Ziyan gave Ji Zhen, he couldn't help but feel sour. As a man, he knew what Lu Ziyan was looking at without saying anything.

However, at this moment, he was more willing to believe Ji Zhen. After all, his Ji Zhen was so good and naturally attracted attention.

But once a person becomes the focus, not all love follows. But he had to leave, and he couldn't even stay by her side.

Zhao Youqing looked at Ji Zhen with a heavy gaze, and he felt mixed emotions in his heart. Thousands of words welled up in his throat, but he couldn't utter a single word. At this time, Ji Zhen took the note in his hand, read it for a while, and suddenly stood up, took the note to the candlelight, read it carefully for a while, and said:

"No, this is not Bojun's handwriting."

Yu Bojun and Ji Zhen had fought together when they were young, and had killed enemies together when they grew up. Ji Zhen knew his handwriting best. The handwriting on the note in front of him, although 70% similar, only depicted the skin and not the bones, and had no momentum at all under Yu Bojun's handwriting.

And the four words written on the note... "Lu Yu Huo Zhen" are simply nonsense!

"You Qing."

Ji Zhen placed the note on the small Huanghuali table next to Zhao Youqing, tapped it with her fingers, looked at him seriously and said:

"This note was not written by Bojun himself, and the things mentioned above are completely nonsense. As the prince of the crown princess, Master Lu was arrested and interrogated in the Yin Office because he was involved in the incident of the witch doctor in Southern Xinjiang causing chaos in the Eastern Palace.

He was imprisoned in the dungeon. Although I went to Yin's office this time and met him, everyone was in the dungeon, including Bo Jun. I talked to Lu Zi about public affairs, not private ones. You Qing, do you understand?"

Having said that, Ji Zhen looked deeply at Zhao Youqing, leaned over and whispered in his ear:

"Lu Ziyan is the legitimate husband of the princess. If he has a private relationship with me, then I am causing trouble in the Eastern Palace. Who dares to easily resort to the death penalty of nine generations of the family? However, someone actually wrote such a note to you without any evidence. His heart is extremely vicious. Youqing, how could you believe it?"

"I, didn't believe it." Zhao Youqing's face suddenly turned red, he turned away and denied it flatly.

"Are you really not having any wild thoughts or feeling jealous?" Ji Zhen raised her eyebrows.

Zhao Youqing was slightly stunned, and the next moment her face turned even redder. But she finally nodded honestly and said:

"It's not entirely because of Lu Ziyan, it's just that you and I haven't seen each other for a long time, I feel a little..."

Zhao Youqing suddenly stopped talking and shook his head, wanting to say something. Ji Zhen saw his desolation and sighed helplessly.

She knew what Zhao Youqing had not said, but it happened so suddenly that she did not expect that a defense map would lead to a witch doctor from southern Xinjiang. She also did not expect that someone would use this incident to make a fuss and put her to death.

The circumstances of life have always been one of honor and disgrace, and life and death are unpredictable.

Ji Zhen sighed and shook his head gently:

"I don't know your temper yet, so don't try to deny it. But the person who sent this note really has ulterior motives."

Ji Zhen tapped her fingers lightly on the small Huanghuali table and said thoughtfully:

"First there were rumors that I had captured the princess and was going to rebel. Now someone sent you this note, and it was in the name of Bo Jun. It seems that someone is really plotting to get me killed."

"Zhenzhen...be careful with your words."

Zhao Youqing's brows were furrowed, his heart was pounding, and he didn't want to hear Ji Zhen say the word "death" like that.

But Ji Zhen waved her hand nonchalantly, tapped the note with her finger, and said to him:

"What are you afraid of? There are so many people who hate me in the vast country of Nanyue. But this person actually dragged you and Bojun into this. He is really brave.

What's more, this person left the note unsealed at the gatehouse because he was afraid that others would not know that the princess's husband and I were related."

"Don't worry, Zhenzhen. Everyone in my house has been trained and will never do anything like reading letters." Zhao Youqing explained hurriedly.

Ji Zhen picked up the note, held it up to the firelight, looked carefully at the fold, and nodded in agreement.

"That means this person doesn't know the people in your house. But he knows our relationship, and he knows that Bojun was in Yin's office at that time, so he wrote the note in Bojun's name, hoping to kill three birds with one stone."

Ji Zhen sneered, put the note away, glanced at the sky, took Zhao Youqing's hand and walked towards the flower hall.

Zhao Youqing saw that Ji Zhen took the note but did not leave. Instead, he pulled him to the flower hall. He could not help but ask curiously:

"Aren't you going to Dongdaying?"

"Go ahead, but you cooked for me yourself, didn't you? I have to have a bite, right, husband?"

Ji Zhen held Zhao Youqing's hand, interlocking their fingers, and her smile was full of tenderness and affection, which made Zhao Youqing blush and he held Ji Zhen's hand tightly without leaving a trace.

The dishes Zhao Youqing cooks are simple, but they are all what Ji Zhen likes to eat.

Ji Zhen was really hungry and ate voraciously, which was a bit indecent. However, Zhao Youqing only tasted a little bit and just held the teacup, watching Ji Zhen eat, with a heavy look in his eyes, and no one knew what he was thinking.

The steamed fish tasted good, but it was a bit dry and looked a bit messy.

"It wasn't cooked through the first time, so I steamed it a second time," Zhao Youqing explained.

"Delicious!" Ji Zhen ate half of it out of courtesy.

The stir-fried vegetables were a bit mushy, but Ji Zhen was considerate enough to eat most of the remaining part.

"This one is delicious too!" It's just a little salty.

Ji Zhen drank three cups of tea and continued to encourage:

“Green vegetables may seem simple, but they are actually the most difficult to prepare. It is very rare to be able to prepare them like this for the first time.”

There was another dish, which turned out to be braised pork elbow. It looked attractive in color and tasted soft, salty and fragrant, and it tasted exactly like the braised pork elbow at Shiyanlou. Ji Zhen was stunned and pointed at the braised pork elbow on the plate and asked:

"This tastes exactly the same as the one in Shiyanlou?"

"Yes, it was bought at Shiyanlou." Zhao Youqing said calmly.

He looked at Ji Zhen's happy face with greasy mouth after eating, picked up the handkerchief and wiped the sauce stains on her lips, smiling faintly:

"I was afraid that if I didn't cook well, you wouldn't have anything to eat, so I bought you a portion of braised pork elbow as a base."

Ji Zhen laughed, patted her bulging belly in an indecent manner, and said:

"How can there be no food? Look, now that you're full, you can go beat someone up!"

Zhao Youqing was amused by her strange appearance, and asked Chaoge to bring tea and rose water, and helped Ji Zhen rinse her mouth and wash her hands. He was very serious and methodical. Ji Zhen couldn't help but burst out laughing and said:

"You Qing, you are so virtuous, you really look like a married young man from South Vietnam."

Zhao Youqing smoothed Ji Zhen's long black hair behind her, took the cloak handed over by Chaoge, tied it for her, looked at her solemnly, and said:

"I am very lucky to have you. I am not a bad person even if I become your husband in Nanyue."

"Women in South Vietnam all want three husbands and six maids. The most I can do is make you the biggest one."

Ji Zhen teased him heartlessly, but unexpectedly Zhao Youqing nodded and said:

"Zhengjun, yes."