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

"The Sixth Commandment..."

"Mother, no!"

With a muffled thud, Yu Jingxi suddenly opened his eyes. He didn't know where he got the strength from, and he jumped off the bed towards Ji Zhen's kneeling position, and fell directly off the bed to the ground.

"Son!"

Mingyue was startled by this sudden change and rushed over to help Yu Jingxi up. But Yu Jingxi only had Ji Zhen in his eyes.

He reached out and grabbed the hem of Ji Zhen's skirt, staring at her. He found that although her face was pale, there was no blood or wound on her body. He took a breath, turned to look at Yu Min and said with all his strength:

"Mother, Your Highness has just recovered from a serious injury. How can he bear the punishment of the Marquis' Mansion? Please think twice."

Yu Min, who was standing aside, glanced at Yu Jingxi who fell to the ground, handed the ruler in his hand to the servant beside him, lifted his robe and squatted beside him.

Without saying a word, he pulled the man up from the ground and looked at his bruised elbow and broken knee.

"It's useless. She just fell and broke her skin. Do you still want to stop me from punishing her?"

Yu Min sneered, and then probed Yu Jingxi's forehead again, and found that his heat had not faded at all. He frowned and pushed him directly into Ji Zhen's arms. He stared at her with a pair of eyes, and said slowly:

"This kid's fever hasn't even gone away, and he just woke up like this, just to beg for mercy for you. Girl, did you put a curse on my son?"

Ji Zhen knelt on the ground, enduring the severe pain in her back, and quickly caught the fallen Yu Jingxi. She held him with one hand, and with the other hand pulled open the hem of her skirt to cushion him, and then she replied:

"I didn't. I'm not idle enough to do such a boring thing. Although Jingxi is sick, he is not stupid enough to let anyone cast a curse on him."

After that, she waved to the attendant holding her outer robe and said:

"Come here and help your son to bed."

The servant she greeted felt very distressed when he saw Yu Jingxi fall to the ground, but he didn't dare to move. He just stared at Yu Min.

After all, the servants in the mansion were most afraid of Yu Min. Although Ji Zhen was well-known and not easy to mess with, Yu Min was right in front of them, and they would rather offend Ji Zhen than act rashly and anger Yu Min.

But Yu Min didn't even look at him, which made him feel embarrassed.

Help him, he didn't dare to move without Yu Min's order. If he didn't help him, it was really inappropriate for his son to lie in the arms of the Qingyan County Prince in his middle clothes, dying.

What should I do?

Just when the servant's face was as bitter as a bitter gourd and he was about to cry, Ji Zhen gritted his teeth and stood up. He took his outer robe from the plate he was holding and put it on Yu Jingxi, and said loudly to Mingyue who was standing by the bed at a loss:

"Mingyue, come over and give me a hand."

Mingyue finally came back to her senses after hearing Ji Zhen's call. Without thinking, she rushed over to help Ji Zhen lift Yu Jingxi up and put him back on the bed.

"Go heat up the medicine and bring it over for Jingxi to take."

Ji Zhen instructed Mingyue while pulling the quilt for Yu Jingxi.

Mingyue hurriedly took the medicine bowl and ran straight to the small kitchen in Xiyuan, but Yu Jingxi held Ji Zhen's hand tightly.

His eyes were full of worry. He looked around Ji Zhen's pale face, then looked at Yu Min who was standing beside him with a cold face and said nothing. He tried to sit up and pleaded again:

"Mother......"

As soon as Yu Jingxi opened his mouth, Ji Zhen pushed him down on the bed, pulled the quilt up to his chin, tucked it in on both sides, and said:

"Just lie down, take your medicine, and sleep. You don't have to worry about the affairs between me and the Marquis."

"But Your Highness..."

Yu Jingxi wanted to say something else, but Ji Zhen put her index finger on his lips, sealing all his worries.

"My Lord Marquis, I have behaved magnanimously and have always been a public figure. I should accept these six commandments. I can bear them. Don't worry."

Ji Zhen's eyes were bright and clear. Her hands were warm and dry. She gently patted the back of Yu Jingxi's hand, calming all the anxiety and restlessness in his heart.

At this time, Mingyue walked in carefully holding the medicine bowl. Ji Zhen took the bowl from him, supported Yu Jingxi's back and let him sit up a little, and then drank the medicine.

Yu Min sat on the other side of the bedroom and waved to the servants who had been waiting there. The two servants hurriedly came forward with mouthwash.

One of them obediently handed the cup of mouthwash directly to Ji Zhen. Mingyue saw this and felt something was wrong, so she tried to snatch it away.

How could they let the dignified Prince of Qingyan serve their son to rinse his mouth? Are these servants crazy?

Mingyue glared at the man fiercely, but unexpectedly Ji Zhen took the cup of water without even looking at him and fed it to Yu Jingxi.

"Slow down, rinse your mouth."

Yu Jingxi had already exhausted all his strength after all the tossing and turning. With Ji Zhen's comfort, he felt relieved and had no more strength left. He let Ji Zhen do whatever she wanted with his soft body, his dark eyes, like a painting, trying to stay open, staring at her.

One hand grasped the hem of her clothes, hidden in the quilt, stubbornly and cautiously.

Ji Zhen tried to comfort him softly for a while, and considering that Lord Loyalty and Bravery was still sitting there, she stood up and prepared to leave. However, she was pulled by Yu Jingxi's clothes and almost fell on him.

"Jingxi..."

Ji Zhen turned around with a headache and looked at Yu Jingxi who was staring at her blankly. Yu Jingxi stared at Ji Zhen blankly for a moment before realizing what he had done. His face flushed red. He quickly let go of her skirt and huddled into the quilt, covering even his head.

Yu Jingxi's action caused even the originally frank Ji Zhen's face to turn red.

She suddenly remembered what Yu Jingxi had said in her painting of late spring:

"I can't keep a third of the spring, I wish this inch of my heart could be exchanged for true love."

However, this thought only flashed through his mind before being cut off by Ji Zhen.

What kind of place is this? Who is Yu Jingxi? What time is it now? How could she have such wild thoughts!

Ji Zhen reflected deeply in her heart and complained silently. When she turned around, she saw Yu Min sitting steadily on a chair on the other side of the room, holding the small fan in her hand, fanning it intermittently, with an expression of watching the fun, which made Ji Zhen feel uncomfortable.

Is this really a real mother? Her own son is so sick, and she is just fanning him here, not caring at all?

Just as I was thinking about it, I saw Yu Min, who was sitting on the chair, put down the fan, picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, and said slowly:

"I am his biological mother, but the person who tied the bell must be the one who can untie it. If you don't take care of my son's illness, who will?"

Ji Zhen's face turned even redder when her true feelings were exposed.

Are you putting the blame on her?

Forget it. Considering that Yu Jingxi was burned so badly and still did not forget to plead for her to his mother, she endured it.

Ji Zhen didn't say much, just walked up to Yu Min, bowed and asked:

"Jingxi has taken the medicine. As long as he sleeps and sweats, it should be fine if he rests more. I have one ring left out of the six rings I received. Can you continue?"

Yu Min put down the teacup, glanced at the respectful Ji Zhen, and snorted:

"Jingxi has already begged for you, why are you still fighting? Just keep your debt. You will stay here for the next few days. When Jingxi recovers from his illness, that will be when you will repay the debt."

Ji Zhen stood up immediately upon hearing this, took a step closer, and asked in a low voice:

"Why did you detain me in the mansion? Is it because of the things in the box?"

Yu Min glanced at Ji Zhen with a half-smile, stood up, patted her shoulder, and whispered in her ear:

"It's not just for that. Girl, your personal guard is downstairs, go ask him if you can go back to the palace now."