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

There was only an unfamiliar blue cloth carriage parked quietly beside the deserted Yudai River. There was no driver and no sign of Zhao Youqing.

What about people?

Ji Zhen pulled the reins, and took a look with Ye Feng on each side. She found that the car had neither a family crest nor a family emblem, so she pulled the reins back two steps, tilted her head to Ye Feng and asked quietly:

"Do you recognize this car?"

Ye Feng shook his head. Ji Zhen was about to ask something else when he saw the light blue curtain of the carriage lifted, revealing Zhao Youqing's extraordinary and beautiful face.

"Get in the car." He said calmly.

"okay!"

Ji Zhen threw the whip directly to Ye Feng, got on the carriage swiftly, and sat down opposite Zhao Youqing.

The carriage was not big, and the interior was plain. Ji Zhen even felt her butt was a little uncomfortable sitting inside. She moved quietly, and when she saw Zhao Youqing's clear eyes looking at her, she stopped moving.

"There's something wrong with you." Zhao Youqing half leaned against the carriage and looked at Ji Zhen and said indifferently.

Ji Zhen was certainly not feeling well. Ever since she discovered that she had thought of marrying Zhao Youqing in the study room, she had been scared to death. Now that she saw Zhao Youqing in person, she felt even more uncomfortable and didn't dare to look him in the eye.

But she was still stubborn, raised her head, and forced herself to look at him straight, and asked:

"You're talking nonsense, what's wrong with me?"

"Too obedient, too quiet, and not alert at all."

Zhao Youqing's slender fingers casually rested on the low handrails of the carriage, fiddling with the tassels hanging from them. With a pair of sparkling eyes, he quietly looked at Ji Zhen opposite him, watching her lower her head like a frost-bitten eggplant.

"Hey, you guy...why should I be wary of you?"

Ji Zhen pointed at Zhao Youqing listlessly, wanting to say something to him, but she just couldn't muster the energy. She simply leaned against the carriage, grabbed a big pillow, and lay on it like a dead dog, sighing heavily.

Zhao Youqing's eyelashes trembled slightly, he pursed his lips, took out a small plate of cakes from the secret compartment in the carriage and handed it to Ji Zhen.

"Ok?"

Ji Zhen turned her head lazily, her eyes suddenly lit up when she saw the pastries, and she couldn't wait to reach out to take them, but Zhao Youqing slapped her on the back of her hand lightly.

"I've been riding for half a day, and my hands are so dirty."

Zhao Youqing looked at her with disdain, knelt down in front of her, and like a magic trick, brought out a tea box from another secret compartment. Inside, there were all kinds of white peony and tea cakes that were brewed just right, which made Ji Zhen dumbfounded.

"You are..."

Before Ji Zhen finished her words, Zhao Youqing took out a green square handkerchief from his sleeve, poured some tea on it, pulled her hand over, and carefully cleaned each of her hair.

Ji Zhen's eyes widened. She pinched Zhao Youqing's face with her other hand. When she saw him frown and glare at her, she patted her chest with relief and said:

"Oh my god, it's actually you! I thought someone put your face on you and impersonated you! How come you suddenly changed your personality and are so nice to me?"

Zhao Youqing didn't say anything, but silently wiped Ji Zhen's other hand clean, placed the cakes and tea box next to her hand, and then stepped back, watching Ji Zhen eat with a satisfied look on her face without saying a word.

The things Zhao Youqing prepared, from tea to tea and fruit cakes, were all Ji Zhen's favorites. She ate to her heart's content, then belatedly asked:

"Youqing, did you run into any trouble? Why are you waiting for me here? You wiped my hands and gave me food, as if you were offering me tribute. Tell me, what's the matter? I'll show you what your boss and I, the elders, are capable of!"

Zhao Youqing was stunned for a moment, then he frowned and smiled softly:

"You can't spit out ivory from a dog's mouth. If that's what you said, then just take it as a favor I have."

"Tell me, what's the matter? You're so secretive, and you even changed the carriage. It's like you're having an affair with someone."

Ji Zhen teased him without caring about whether it was meat or vegetables, and took a bite of the red bean cake.

"Marry me."

? !

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Half a piece of crushed red bean cake got stuck in Ji Zhen's throat. He felt like he was going to choke to death and coughed violently.

Zhao Youqing knelt beside her, patting Ji Zhen's back to help her calm down, while holding a cup of tea and feeding it to her in small sips, as if he had expected her to do this.

Ji Zhen finally managed to eat half of the cake. She drank the tea in one gulp and immediately summoned the system.

"707, come out! How much do you think Zhao Youqing likes me now?"

"Character to be captured: Zhao Youqing, the hostage of Yan State, current favorability is 10%."

Still lost 5%?

Ji Zhen was confused and asked, "Wasn't it 15% before? Why did it suddenly drop to 5%?"

"Yes, just now, it dropped by 5%." This time the system answered every question.

"Just now, was it when they asked me to marry him?" Ji Zhen asked in disbelief.

"Yes." The system confirmed.

The answer given by the system made Ji Zhen want to beat someone, or to be more precise, beat Zhao Youqing.

You dare to propose with 15% favorability? And your favorability drops right after you propose? Is this the result of weighing the pros and cons and having to do it even though you feel wronged?

After her breathing became smooth, Ji Zhen's face turned cold. She looked at Zhao Youqing who was kneeling in front of her, as if she had just met him for the first time.

I didn’t know before that his favorability towards me was so low. Now that I know, I find many of his behaviors strange.

Why did he care about her so attentively when he obviously didn't like her that much? Was it a habit? Or was he always like this to everyone?

Ji Zhen didn't know that her original confidence was shattered. It was the first time she realized the cruelty of time. In just three years, the little tail that followed her in the past became so unfamiliar.

Marriage is no joke, not to mention that he is a hostage of the State of Yan. The empress had just told her in the upper study that Zhao Youqing was going to move into the princess's mansion. He did this... Could it be that he already knew about this and wanted to get away with it?

Ji Zhen's mind suddenly became clear, and all her anger and suspicion were thrown behind her. She was sure that Zhao Youqing's proposal at this time had absolutely nothing to do with love, but was a matter of life and death.

Ji Zhen suddenly calmed down, his eyes were cold and serious, and there was a hint of deep calculation in his eyes when he looked at Zhao Youqing.

Zhao Youqing's eyes met hers, and his heart was shaken. This was a look he had never seen before. It didn't belong to the little bully Ji Zhen who was rampant in the capital and stood up for him, but to the Qingyan County Prince who had returned from a bloodbath and was in a high position.

Ji Zhen used the handkerchief Zhao Youqing gave her to clean her hands again, helped him up, and sent him back to sit opposite. She also straightened her clothes, sat down steadily, looked at him seriously and said:

"Youqing, just tell me, who coerced you?"

The wind was blowing outside the carriage, pulling at the small green curtain and window, as if it wanted to rush into the carriage to find out what was going on.

Zhao Youqing stared at Ji Zhen, whose face was stern, and suddenly he was impulsive and blurted out:

"I just want to marry you, okay?"