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

But in just a moment, before Ji Zhen could even ask another question, "What is the All-Poison Gu?", he fainted.

The last image she saw before she passed out was the night wind rushing towards her.

Ye Feng's face was filled with unprecedented panic, but his movements seemed to be slowed down. His hand was clearly within reach, but he didn't even touch her sleeve.

Time slowly passed by Ji Zhen, dulling her hearing and sense of touch. She watched the night wind move further and further away from her, and then slowly fell down, just like those people under the porridge stall and in front of the tea stall, falling to the ground slowly and silently.

It’s really terrible…

The warm wind of early summer passed by her ears. In the dimness, Ji Zhen seemed to be in the clouds, her whole body was light and floating, and she felt like she was flying, or like someone was holding her carefully and running all the way.

So annoying!

Ji Zhen's heart suddenly swelled with anger, and her delicate eyebrows were tied into a knot over her blindfolded eyes.

Blame it on...

It's all... eh? What's the blame?

Ji Zhen tried hard to turn his brain which seemed to be pulled by something. He always felt that he should have a place to vent his anger.

It should be someone, someone who made her very angry. But who? Why couldn't she remember?

hateful!

Ji Zhen waved her arms unconsciously, and the next moment they were gently held by a pair of slender white hands.

"Shh, don't move."

A voice sounded in her ear, hoarse and rough. The hot breath sprayed on Ji Zhen's ear, making her turn her head away uncomfortably.

It seemed that this action angered the owner of those hands. Ji Zhen felt her chest tighten, and her whole body was firmly wrapped in a hot embrace.

"Hide from me? I'm not him."

The voice, which came and went with a burning breath, surrounded her, falling lightly or heavily on her ears and neck, making Ji Zhen even angrier.

What the hell?

Bully her?

asshole!

Ji Zhen tried hard to wake up. She waved her hands vigorously, trying to get rid of the fog and shackles that bound her. However, her hands were locked tightly to the man's chest, leaving deep and shallow red marks on that man's body.

"Ji Zhen!"

Sharp nails, hands covered with calluses from years of holding swords, carved red marks on the bare skin, the touch was rough and stinging, and it actually made the delicate white skin tremble with excitement.

"Ji Zhen..."

The uncontrollable panting sound rose and fell beside Ji Zhen's ears. She was held so tightly that she couldn't breathe, and couldn't open her eyes. She felt extremely uncomfortable. In the suffocation, her already chaotic thoughts became more distracted, and she even had a sense of impending death.

Damn it! You really want to kill me!

Ji Zhen's tightly closed eyes trembled twice because of anger. The serious crisis of approaching death awakened the potential in her body. A pure internal force surged from her dantian, rushing to her limbs and bones with unprecedented strength.

"roll!"

The sudden shout startled Lu Ziyan, and the palm that followed, with pure internal force, hit him hard on the chest, knocking him to the ground.

"How could you..."

Lu Ziyan covered his chest in surprise, fell to the ground, and looked at Ji Zhen who suddenly regained consciousness.

Ji Zhen was also looking at him. Even though she had just slapped him hard, her mind was still a mess and she could not even see the person clearly.

"You...you are..."

Ji Zhen evened out the turbid air in her chest and blinked hard, trying to see the person in front of her clearly, but she heard the person suddenly laugh and say faintly:

"It's good that you're awake. I'm not like that useless little prince who only dares to secretly yearn for you. I like your lively and spirited appearance."

What the hell?

Ji Zhen felt a chill when she heard this, and her anger surged. She immediately got up from the bed. Even though she couldn't tell whether he was a human or a ghost, she wanted to let that guy know that she was not easy to bully.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the man on the ground finished speaking, his body swayed, and with a "plop" sound, a mouthful of blood spurted onto the ground, and the whole person fell down, and there was no movement. Ji Zhensheng froze beside the bed, and was suddenly in a dilemma.

What's going on here?

Could it be that she hit too hard, lost her sense of proportion, and beat the man to death?

Ji Zhen was thinking randomly, and the smell of blood in the air made her mind clearer. She immediately sat back on the bed, chanted the mantra, and tried to use her internal energy to break through the obstacles.

After a moment, the pure internal energy filled her eight extraordinary meridians. She slowly opened her eyes and looked around. The gleam in her eyes dimmed and she immediately realized something was wrong.

She was still wearing the same dress she usually wore. But this room was unfamiliar. Although the furnishings were exquisite and the layout was elegant, there was a man lying on the ground in his underwear.

The man was lying face down on the ground, motionless, with his face unclear. In front of him, a pool of bright red blood pierced the eyes, and it looked like he was in danger of death.

Ji Zhen frowned, turned over and got out of bed, approaching the man while piecing together the still fragmented memories in his mind.

She remembered that she seemed to be doing something before, but what was it? Why couldn't she remember it?

Ji Zhen stood in front of the man, looking at the man lying on the ground in front of him, his brows furrowed even more.

"Hey, wake up."

Ji Zhen carefully raised her foot and kicked him, but the man didn't react at all. After repeating this three times, Ji Zhen simply used force on her foot and turned the man over, and only then could she see his face clearly.

The man on the ground had fair skin, deep facial features, a high nose with a raised bridge, thin lips, and a somewhat exotic demeanor. Even with his eyes closed, he was still a stunningly handsome man. If this wasn't Lu Ziyan, who else could it be?

But at this moment, Lu Ziyan's lips were covered with blood, his face was pale, and he looked half dead. There was a clear palm print on his chest, as if to tell who had caused him to be in this state.

"Lu Ziyan?"

Why is he here?

Ji Zhen retracted his foot and moved a step to the side. He touched his nose with a guilty look, turned his eyes away, and thought helplessly:

What should she do? She usually thinks she is a martial arts expert and knows how to control her strength. But how could she hurt someone so carelessly this time? And it was Lu Ziyan who didn't know martial arts? I want to die!

Ji Zhen knocked his head in annoyance, and his eyes involuntarily glanced at Lu Ziyan's naked upper body. Suddenly, he saw the tiny red mark under the palm print on his chest.

Eh?

this......

Ji Zhen suddenly realized that the guy who had just behaved inappropriately and spoken wildly to her seemed to be this guy!

You are not small in courage.

The regret and guilt in Ji Zhen's eyes disappeared instantly, and he kicked Lu Ziyan again, saying coldly:

"Hey, are you dead? If not, get up."

However, what responded to her was the blood that was sporadically flowing from the corner of Lu Ziyan's mouth. Seeing this, Ji Zhen frowned, and had no choice but to squat beside him with great disgust, picked up his wrist, and while checking his pulse, he cursed:

"You are so weak, yet you still imitate others to act like a hooligan? I think you are really tired of living..."

Ji Zhen's cursing voice disappeared into the room along with Lu Ziyan's weak pulse. She frowned and glanced at the dying man, then moved him to the bed.

Ji Zhen laid him flat on the bed and quickly sealed his four vital points. Seeing that Lu Ziyan finally stopped bleeding, he pulled open the quilt and covered him. Standing beside the bed with a serious face, looking at the pale Lu Ziyan, he thought in his heart:

It was really strange. Even if he had just received a blow from her, Lu Ziyan's pulse shouldn't have been so weak, like a dying person.

not to mention......

Ji Zhen walked to the window, gently pushed it open and looked outside.

Outside the room was a small courtyard, with willows swaying and petals falling. It was extremely beautiful, but there was no one in sight, and it was impossible to tell where it was. It was extremely strange.

Why were she and Lu Ziyan in such a place?

Ji Zhen pushed open the door and looked around carefully while trying to search for her previous memories, but she found that a piece of her memory was missing and could not be pieced together no matter how hard she tried.

It's ok.

After checking around, Ji Zhen returned to the room, took out a small black pill from her hairpin, held it in her hand and thought to herself:

The situation is unclear now, and even though she has great abilities, she dares not act rashly.

Fortunately, although she forgot some things, she never forgot the important people. With this cloud-breaking bomb, she was able to survive.