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

At this moment, Yu Jingxi felt his collar tighten, and heard Yu Bojun say to Ye Feng and the attendant holding the brand new quilt behind him:

"Don't bother, Jingxi and I can just sleep on the floor outside."

After saying this, without waiting for Ye Feng's answer, he pulled Yu Jingxi to the outer room.

Seeing that Yu Bojun had retreated decisively, Ye Feng did not stop him. He just waved his hand and asked the servant to put the things back. He then lowered the heavy curtain between the inner room and the outer room, locking in the subtle fragrance of the inner room and the owner's willful appearance.

Yu Jingxi looked at the lowered curtains in the inner room and for some reason felt relieved.

The night wind brought them brand new camp bedding, and they slept on the floor. However, the bedding was dry and warm but not soft enough. Yu Jingxi had just laid on it for a while, and his skin, which had been carefully cared for by silk and satin since childhood, was rubbed red by the coarse cloth.

"hiss......"

The sudden inhalation in the darkness made Yu Bojun frown and ask:

"what happened?"

"Brother, the quilt here is too rough. It's making me uncomfortable."

Yu Jingxi complained quietly, but heard Yu Bojun sneer:

"Who asked you to come to the camp? Just bear with it."

Yu Jingxi didn't say anything, but just groped the rough quilt cover with his hands, and asked after a while:

"Brother, you guys are fighting in the northwest, is this what you sleep on?"

"This kind of thing?"

Yu Bojun's sneer was particularly abrupt in the darkness. He snorted and said:

"You are a member of the Loyal and Brave Marquis's Mansion after all. Are you stupid if you spend your days writing poems in the mansion? How could you ask such a question?

During a war, having "this kind of thing" is a great luxury. When Your Highness and I fought against the Northern Di, we were deep behind enemy lines without backup. We could only sleep under the sky, holding our guns and guarding our baggage. We slept on a stone as a pillow and nestled in a pile of weeds. You dare not even think about "this kind of thing" that makes you uncomfortable. "

Yu Jingxi stroked the rough quilt again and again. Listening to Yu Bojun's words, his heart softened and he murmured:

"Your Highness, she has suffered so much."

The air was silent for a moment, and after a long while, Yu Bojun's deep voice sounded again in the darkness:

"It hasn't been easy for her to get to where she is today. Jingxi, don't have any delusions. Don't hold her back."

Yu Jingxi was choked by Yu Bojun's words. Thinking about the time Yu Bojun and Ji Zhen spent together, and also thinking about the few times he had met her in a hurry, he suddenly felt a sour feeling in his heart.

So what if they knew each other earlier? So what if they knew each other for a long time? He liked Ji Zhen as much as anyone else, not even his brother. Why was his liking for her a "delusion"?

Yu Jingxi suddenly turned over and sat up, looking at Yu Bojun and asked:

"Brother, why do you think I would hinder His Highness? Why do you think my love is just wishful thinking? You can't say that to me just because you are engaged to her!"

"You also know that I am engaged to her! She is your future sister-in-law, how dare you have any improper thoughts about her?"

Yu Bojun was also angry. He sat up and laid his cards on the table.

Yu Jingxi didn't expect that Yu Bojun would directly break through this layer of window paper, throwing his thoughts to the ground and forcing him to retreat.

Yu Jingxi was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed. The thought hidden in his heart was suddenly revealed by someone, and he felt relieved. He leaned against the wall leisurely and said slowly:

"Eldest sister-in-law? Who said she is my eldest sister-in-law? If she can marry you, why can't she marry me too? Your Highness is of noble status, and sooner or later she will marry three husbands and six servants. Rather than letting her marry someone else who is not related, it is better for her to marry me too. I can also help you establish yourself in the backyard of her palace."

Yu Bojun was so shocked by Yu Jingxi's words that he couldn't utter a word. He stood up and could only utter:

"absurd."

But Yu Jingxi continued to say:

"How am I ridiculous? There are many South Vietnamese brothers who share one wife, why can't you and I do the same?"

"Because you are not an ordinary person, you are the son of the Loyal and Brave Marquis!"

Yu Bojun was so angry with Yu Jingxi that he lit a candle, picked up the teapot and drank a lot of cold tea. But Yu Jingxi said disapprovingly:

"I am not the son of the loyal and brave Marquis. I am just a gift to pave the way for my mother."

"Jingxi, you..."

Yu Bojun paused as he held the teacup in his hand. Actually, he had no way of refutation of Yu Jingxi's words. After all, he didn't know what his mother was thinking.

As early as when Ji Zhen accidentally ran into his house, his mother had made up her mind to arrange a marriage between him and Ji Zhen. But at that time, it seemed that the general was not satisfied with this marriage. She felt sorry for Ji Zhen's young age and did not want to restrict her too early. But his mother said:

"In the future, Xiao Zhen'er will inherit the title of the general. With such a noble status, three husbands and six maids are indispensable. If Xiao Zhen'er doesn't like my uncle in the future, she can find someone she likes to be her concubine, even if he is a commoner. But the position of the main lord should remain in the Loyal and Brave Marquis' Mansion. This is the best choice for the general and Xiao Zhen'er."

Yu Bojun, who was hiding behind the screen at the time, had only a vague understanding of the adults' conversation. He only remembered that the girl who pinned him to the ground and beat him didn't seem to like him.

Then he shouldn't like her either.

When he was young, Yu Bojun had secretly competed with her in his heart, but when he grew up, he found that his heart was not under his control at all. Little by little, he fell hopelessly on the woman named Ji Zhen.

But Ji Zhen, just like when she was a child, would always focus her attention on the man named Zhao Youqing.

This made Yu Bojun feel fortunate that he and Ji Zhen still had an engagement. As long as the engagement was there, he would always have a place of his own beside Ji Zhen.

However, at this moment, Yu Jingxi smiled to himself, and looked at the hooded cloak that Ji Zhen gave him hanging on the screen with an obsessed look, and said slowly:

"Luckily I met Her Highness. She said she would save me, and she definitely would. But I have nothing. She saved me, and I have no way to repay her, so I can only repay her with my body."

"That's great, that's great~"

Yu Jingxi chuckled without warning. The look in his eyes when he looked at Ji Zhen's hooded cloak was filled with fanaticism and paranoia, which made Yu Bojun break out in a cold sweat. He turned around abruptly, opened the bedroom door, and rushed out.

Yu Bojun was in a state of confusion, his hands were cold, his lips were numb, and he was running around like a headless fly. When he came to his senses, he had been standing at the door of Ji Zhen's study like a wooden stake for a long time.

The guard outside the study just looked at him standing there, with an extremely ugly expression on his face, motionless. He didn't dare to ask him if he wanted to go in to help him inform Ji Zhen, nor did he dare to ignore him.

Just when he was in a dilemma, he heard a bang, and Yu Bojun slapped the door of the study open with a slap, rushed in, and shouted to Ji Zhen who was flipping through the files at the desk:

"You, are not allowed to cancel the engagement!"