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

At noon, restaurants and wine shops had just opened their doors, and waiters stood at the doors of their shops enthusiastically, calling out their customers. The hot sun shone through the thick green gaps between the tall trees on both sides of the official road, falling on the heads and shoulders of the passers-by, bringing a hint of the spring and summer.

Ji Zhen, with the night wind and her light skills, moved silently through the shade of green trees.

From a distance, she saw the big tree that was lying across the alley. The break in the middle was smooth and fresh, and it was obvious that it had been cut down temporarily.

These guys are really unrefined. Are they afraid that she can't see that someone is blocking the way on purpose? Don't they know how to decorate?

Glancing at the women wandering around the broken wood, Ji Zhen frowned and quietly went to the other end of the alley in the night breeze.

The two of them landed gently at the corner, on the branch of a towering ancient tree.

Directly below the tree is an open-air tea shed.

Ji Zhen was very familiar with this tea stall. Not long after she returned to Beijing, this tea stall was set up here.

The boss Zhou Daxian sells hot porridge in winter and tea in summer. He is not only skilled in cooking, but also hardworking. He always sets up the stall before dawn. When Ji Zhen gets up early to go to court, she can always see him and his quiet brother busy at the stall.

When she was free, Ji Zhen would ask Ye Feng to go buy some porridge and fried fruit and send them back to her house. After a while, Zhou Daxian didn't know Ji Zhen, but he was very familiar with Ye Feng.

At this time in the past, porters and vendors who had been busy all morning would gather at this tea stall to drink hot tea and rest their feet.

But today is different. Although the tea stall is still there, none of the vendors who usually come here are there, even Zhou Daxian and his brother are nowhere to be seen.

There were only seven or eight women in short shirts sitting lazily on the tea stand, fiddling with the fruits and tea boxes on the stand, occasionally glancing in the direction of the palace.

At the entrance of the alley not far from the tea stall, there were five or six women dressed as vagrants leaning against the roadside to chat. When they saw a handsome man passing by, they approached him and said a few words. The passerby was so scared that he ran away or hid, which made the women laugh.

Wow, this job is really relaxing.

Ji Zhen leaned on the branch, sneering in his heart. He pulled off a leaf and swung it at the woman who was happily eating the fruit.

Then, the green leaves, as sharp as blades, broke through the wind and silently pierced into the woman's hair.

The woman who was eating happily suddenly felt a chill on the back of her head. She was stunned for a moment, looked at the woman in front of her and asked:

"Boss, it's strange, why do I feel a chill on my head?"

The spy leader on the opposite side, while watching the movements in the Qingyan Palace not far away, looked at her with disdain as she had a mouth full of crumbs, and said with a frown:

"Cool? Why are you cool in such a hot sun? Could it be that the bird in the sky couldn't stand you for tearing the young boss's clothes just now, so it shit on your head?"

As soon as these words came out, the people around them laughed. The woman smiled awkwardly and said:

"Boss, what are you talking about? I just thought he was good-looking and wanted to touch him. I didn't expect that thing to be so fragile, like a chaste husband, which made it really boring."

However, before she finished her words, she felt her head getting colder and colder, as if something was really brushing across her scalp.

She was afraid that a bird really had pooped on her head, so she quickly wiped her mouth and touched her head.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she moved, her hair fell off along with three leaves. When she jumped up, her black hair had been cut by Ji Zhen's leaf blade to only half.

"There's a trick! There's a trick here!"

The woman touched her half-bald head in horror, grabbed the long knife hidden under the table, and screamed.

The pedestrians on the road were frightened by her shout and the long knife that suddenly appeared, and they all dodged. The women who were originally scattered on the road immediately became alert, holding the knife handles, and went against the flow of people to gather at the tea stall.

"One, two... six, seven... twelve..."

Ji Zhen hid on a tree branch, counting heads one by one, and catching all the spies who appeared in secret.

well.

Ji Zhen turned his head, made a split-in-two gesture to Ye Feng, and said silently:

"half each."

After saying this, she left the night wind behind, concealed her figure, and went in the opposite direction.

Ye Feng didn't expect Ji Zhen to run in the opposite direction. Before he could ask, he saw Ji Zhen had already landed lightly in an inconspicuous corner about ten feet away from the corner. Waving a small fan that he had taken out from somewhere, he walked towards the tea stall with three steps and three swaying steps.

When she walked outside the tea stall, the half-bald woman rushed up with a long knife in hand to stop her.

"Who are you? Here..."

However, Ji Zhen had already been furious when she heard her talking about the disrespectful things she said about Zhou Daxian while standing on the tree. How could she wait for her to finish her words?

Ji Zhen didn't wait for her to finish her words, and kicked her in the chest. Unexpectedly, the ground under her feet felt extremely hard, and Ji Zhen knew that she had kicked the woman's chest armor.

Ye Feng was right. These people were holding long swords, wearing breastplates and short shirts, pretending to be refugees and guarding here. When they found someone, they could kidnap or rob him. It was obvious that they had made a perfect plan.

Just for Lu Ziyan?

Who on earth would rather offend her, Prince Ji Zhen of Qingyan, in order to snatch Lu Ziyan from her?

Ji Zhen's eyes suddenly became sharp as a knife as she looked at everyone. The woman who was beaten was kicked to the ground by Ji Zhen, but under the gaze of her sharp eyes, she shivered for no reason and almost couldn't catch her breath.

"A good dog doesn't block the road, who dares to block my way?"

Ji Zhen slowly withdrew his foot and spoke calmly, with a sense of authority without being angry.

Ji Zhen has always been famous in the capital. If you ask which prince dares to be so rude and arrogant at the doorstep of the Qingyan County Prince, there is no other prince in the capital except Qingyan County Prince himself.

Everyone looked at each other, lowered their swords in tacit agreement, and silently took a step back. They were only here to arrest people, not to die.

The tall woman in the lead frowned and thought to herself:

"What's going on? Didn't the higher-ups say that the Prince of Qingyan County would stay at the Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery's mansion and wouldn't be back for at least ten days or half a month? How come he's coming back just like that?

The higher-ups asked her to come and arrest the person, and specifically told her not to confront the troublemaker prince head-on. But before she could find the person, the troublemaker prince himself came. He was determined not to give up until he had a fight with him. If she didn't confront him head-on, how could she catch the person?"

The woman's anxious eyes met Ji Zhen's sharp eyes. Her hand holding the knife tightened involuntarily, but a smile spread across her face. She bowed to Ji Zhen and said:

"Your Highness, please forgive me. We are just passing by here. In the hot sun, we come to ask for a cup of tea. We are all country folk, crude and ignorant. I don't know which prince has come to visit. If we have offended you, please forgive me."