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

In the darkness, the candlelight outside the window was particularly bright. The warm yellow candlelight shone on Yu Bojun's face, adding a bit of warmth to his thin face.

His breathing was weak, and his dim eyes flashed with a barely perceptible joy when he saw Ji Zhen's figure.

Ji Zhen's body was slightly warm from running all the way. She threw herself on Yu Bojun recklessly, letting him hug her tightly, and her whole body became warm.

A trace of redness appeared on Yu Bojun's pale face. He turned his head, raised his hand to hold Ji Zhen's hand that was covering his mouth, coughed lightly, and said to the servant outside the door:

"It's okay, I just knocked over a stool. Please leave and don't disturb me to rest."

Yu Bojun was a man of his word, and his prestige in the mansion was higher than his mother's. Now, he was ill, and Yu Jingxi in the next yard was not much better. The servants served carefully all day long, fearing that they would disturb the two young masters' rest. Now, after hearing what he said, they hurriedly said yes and left quietly.

Ji Zhen curled up on Yu Bojun's bed, half leaning in Yu Bojun's arms, with one hand on the edge of the bed, listening to the noise outside. Only when she heard the servants go downstairs did she pat Yu Bojun's hand with satisfaction to show her praise, and then turned over and got down neatly.

The warmth in his body suddenly disappeared, Yu Bojun gently rubbed his empty hands, and his eyes gradually dimmed.

The dim moonlight shone in from the wide-open window, dispelling some of the darkness. Ji Zhen fumbled around Yu Bojun's bed in the faint moonlight. Yu Bojun stared at her for a while, and couldn't help asking:

"What are you...doing again?"

"Looking for a tinder to light a candle. Why don't you have one here?"

Ji Zhen answered as a matter of course, and expressed dissatisfaction with the fact that there was no fire-making material beside Yu Bojun's bed.

The wind blew the clouds and the bright moon in the sky lifted the half-covered veil and sprinkled its sparkling light on the world.

The bright moonlight illuminated half of the bedroom, and Ji Zhen finally found the tinder.

She lit the candle on the table, brought it over and placed it on the small table beside Yu Bojun's bed, looked at him seriously, and said:

"I came here specially to see you. How can I see you without candles? How are you? Did I crush you just now?"

The man in front of me had serious eyes, as if coming to see him was a very important matter.

Under Ji Zhen's gaze, Yu Bojun turned his eyes away, stared at the candle on the small table, and said lightly:

"It's okay. I have nothing to see. Your Highness, please go back and don't come again."

"Huh? What did you say?"

Ji Zhen was so angry at Yu Bojun's words "Don't come again" that she simply kicked off her shoes and jumped onto the bed. She grabbed Yu Bojun's hand and put it on his pulse. She looked at him with a fake smile and said:

"You've grown wings, haven't you? You dare to ask me to 'stop coming'? I'm telling you, let alone your mansion, even if it's the imperial palace, I can go there whenever I want and leave whenever I want. Since I said I'd come to see you, even if you don't want to show me, it won't work!"

When Yu Bojun saw Ji Zhen holding his pulse, he knew that she wanted to test his internal strength and immediately wanted to pull her hand back.

Normally, Yu Bojun was very strong, and if Ji Zhen didn't use his internal strength, he wouldn't have the upper hand at all. But now was different, even if Yu Bojun used his strength, he couldn't be more stubborn than Ji Zhen. She even threatened him:

"You are suffering from the backlash, so you cannot use your inner energy. Just lie down and let me take your pulse. I will let me know how badly you are injured so that I can prescribe the right medicine for you."

The moment the candlelight lit up, Ji Zhen was shocked by Yu Bojun's sick appearance. He was so tall, but he was so thin that his eye sockets were sunken, his jawline was as sharp as a knife, and his whole body looked like skin and bones. Ji Zhen's heart suddenly tightened when she saw him.

She held Yu Bojun's hand and used some real strength to turn Yu Bojun's resistance into vain. Ji Zhen pushed Yu Bojun down on the bed, holding his shoulder with one hand and his pulse with the other to check his pulse.

"do not move."

Ji Zhen glanced at Yu Bojun, who was pinned down on the bed by her, with a warning look in her eyes, and slowly injected her internal energy into his meridians.

However, the pure inner energy that was continuously inputted was like a stone sinking into the sea, without any feedback. Yu Bojun's Dantian was empty, just like an ordinary person who had never practiced martial arts.

"you......!"

Ji Zhen was shocked and withdrew his hand abruptly. He stared at Yu Bojun who was calm, and then pressed his pulse again without giving up, and injected more internal energy into it.

"Don't waste it."

Yu Bojun gently held Ji Zhen's hand and shook his head at her.

"You were just teaching me martial arts, how could this happen?" Ji Zhen's brows were knotted.

"It was my own negligence."

Yu Bojun supported himself and tried to sit up. Ji Zhen did not suppress him this time and quickly supported him.

The head of the bed was flat, and Yu Bojun had nowhere to lean on. Ji Zhen looked around and didn't see anything soft to lean on on the bed, so she had to hug him and let him lean on her.

Yu Bojun wanted to move aside, but Ji Zhen held him down angrily and said angrily:

"Why are you so awkward? You and I are going to be husband and wife, why are you still being so awkward? Or is it that I have a thorn in my body that is making you so uneasy?"

Yu Bojun froze when he heard this, his lips moved, and he spoke with difficulty:

"What husband and wife? The letter Jingxi brought over, did you..."

Just as he was halfway through his words, Ji Zhen rolled his eyes at him and cut him off, saying unhappily:

"What letter? It's just eight words, how can you call it a letter? Besides, you don't have a mouth? If you have something to say, why don't you call me over and tell me yourself? Why are you beating around the bush to find Jing Xi?"

Yu Bojun felt bitter at Ji Zhen's words. He took a deep breath, moved outside, and said:

"Well, I will make it clear to you now. Please return to the northwest as soon as possible. Our engagement..."

"Is the Northwest your territory or mine?"

Ji Zhen suddenly asked, interrupting Yu Bojun's words again. She lowered her eyes and looked at him, saying sharply:

"Do you know that I have a nickname in the northwest, the King of the Northwest? You ask me to go back, so I should go back? I won't go back! And you are not allowed to cancel the engagement!"

Yu Bojun was stunned when he heard this. He seemed to have said something like this not long ago.

At that time, his heart was burning with passion, and his heart and eyes were filled with the person in front of him. But it was this passion that made him lose his vigilance, causing Ji Zhen to be assassinated in the palace and narrowly escape death.

Yu Bojun closed his eyes, sighed deeply, and whispered:

"The situation in Beijing is about to change. It will be very dangerous if you stay here any longer. Go back to the northwest as soon as possible."

"Oh, you're finally telling the truth?"

Ji Zhen glanced at Yu Bojun, stretched out his hand to hold him tightly, and sneered:

"What's there to be afraid of? I want to see what they can come up with."