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

"You Qing? What's wrong with you? You hurt me!"

Zhao Youqing's face was really scary. Ji Zhen didn't know what was wrong with him, so she didn't dare to struggle too much and could only push him gently. Unexpectedly, he held her tighter and hugged her into his arms.

"You should be mine, marry me."

The unstoppable cry roared in the bottom of my heart, rushing madly to my throat, wanting to speak out the secret that had been hidden for many years. But it was firmly locked by those tightly pursed lips, with nowhere to go.

Reluctance, helplessness, struggle, pain.

Zhao Youqing's heart was torn and bleeding, and even the corners of his eyes were covered with a layer of bright red. He looked extremely weird and charming.

"Yu Qing..."

Ji Zhen had never seen Zhao Youqing like this before, and was at a loss. Unexpectedly, before she could finish her sentence, he suddenly fainted and fell on Ji Zhen, almost making her die.

"Youqing? Zhao Youqing!"

No matter how Ji Zhen called out, Zhao Youqing did not respond. He just pressed on Ji Zhen, making her unable to move.

Ji Zhen struggled for a while, but she didn't dare to use too much force, fearing that she might hurt Zhao Youqing who had fainted. No matter how she struggled, it was useless. She had no choice but to shout to the outside:

"Yefeng! Come in!"

"Yes, Your Highness."

As soon as Ye Feng entered the carriage, he saw Ji Zhen being pinned down by Zhao Youqing, with only two arms and two legs hanging out. Without a second thought, he drew his sword from his waist and placed it against the unconscious Zhao Youqing's neck.

Ji Zhen was startled when he saw Ye Feng drawing his sword, and hurriedly stopped him:

"Ye Feng! What are you doing? Put away the knife quickly, Zhao Youqing has fainted, help me to get him up! Your Highness is about to be crushed to death!"

"oh oh......"

Ye Feng, who had made a mistake, pursed his lips, his ears turned red, and he quickly put away his knife. He pulled Zhao Youqing up and pushed him onto the couch opposite.

Ji Zhen got up quickly, took a deep breath of fresh air, patted her chest which was almost crushed, and said with lingering fear:

"Oh my god! I thought I was going to be crushed to death!"

Ye Feng turned his eyes away, looked at Zhao Youqing and asked:

"Your Highness, what happened to the guest minister?"

"I don't know. He just passed out all of a sudden."

Ji Zhen went forward and flipped Zhao Youqing's eyelids, then felt his pulse and began to ponder. Ye Feng, who was kneeling beside Ji Zhen, was a little curious and asked:

"When did Your Highness learn to take a pulse?"

"I haven't learned it yet." Ji Zhen pulled Zhao Youqing's clothes and said seriously: "I just want to see if he is still alive."

Ye Feng's eyes twitched. His Highness was clearly a hero on the battlefield, but he was just not sane in some matters.

He just waited there, watching Ji Zhen staring at Zhao Youqing for almost a quarter of an hour, and asked, unable to bear it any longer

"Your Highness, what are you looking at? Or should we find a doctor to see the guest? It doesn't seem right for him to lie like this."

Ji Zhen lifted the light green curtain of the carriage and looked out warily. When she retracted her head, she looked a little more confused.

"It's strange. Zhao Youqing is here alone. There is no carriage or attendant. He has fainted. I thought there would be some secret guards or bodyguards. Why is there no one here?"

Ye Feng was speechless, and even wanted to persuade his Highness to read less storybooks. But Ji Zhen's face changed, and he kicked the carriage under Zhao Youqing, and said angrily:

"Even if you want to avoid being seen, you shouldn't come out like this without even an entourage! What if someone robs you of your money and your body?"

Zhao Youqing was unconscious, so he naturally couldn't respond to her. Ji Zhen was sulking for a while, so she asked Ye Feng to drive back to the palace to ask for a doctor.

But when Ye Feng brought a tall female doctor and said he wanted to undress Zhao Youqing for acupuncture, Ji Zhen refused to do it again. She drove the doctor out and forced Ye Feng to find a male doctor.

"Men and women should not touch each other!" Ji Zhen said.

Yun Zi, who was kneeling beside Ji Zhen, laughed silently and said to Ji Zhen jokingly:

"All the women in South Vietnam say this, but Your Highness is absolutely not allowed to say it."

"Huh? Why?" It was the first time that Ji Zhen heard someone say that to her. She turned her head and looked at Yun Zi with her hands on her hips and asked, "Why can't I say that?"

Yunzi served her tea and said with a smile:

"Your Highness, most of the soldiers in the Northwest Camp are male soldiers. If Your Highness really wants to discuss the distinction between men and women, I'm afraid that the Dingyuan Army will have to lay off more than half of them."

Ji Zhen was startled when he heard this, but he made her laugh again and said:

"Nonsense! You Qing is a thin-skinned guy who cares most about these things. If I'm not careful, I'm afraid he'll be angry again when he wakes up and finds out."

Yunzi lowered his eyes, raised his hand to touch the white gauze on his neck, and whispered:

"Your Highness is so kind to the guest minister."

Yunzi's mood was visibly depressed. Just as Ji Zhen was about to say a few words of comfort, she saw Ye Feng finally brought a male doctor back. Ji Zhen quickly took the man to see Zhao Youqing.

"It's because of internal depression. He was angry for a moment, and the blood and qi attacked his heart, causing him to faint." The doctor carefully felt the pulse and glanced at Yunzi beside Ji Zhen with dissatisfaction. He then looked at Ji Zhen and said, "Young Master, you worry too much. If this continues, even gods may not be able to save you. Your Highness should treat you well."

Ji Zhen didn't care about being scolded for no reason. She quickly asked when Zhao Youqing would wake up. The doctor said that although he could wake the patient up with an injection, Zhao Youqing's fainting was also related to excessive mental exhaustion. It would be best to let him have a good sleep and wake up slowly.

After hearing what the doctor said, Ji Zhen finally felt relieved.

After sending the doctor away and keeping the boiled medicine warm, Ji Zhen asked the servants not to disturb Zhao Youqing and let him have a good sleep. She then went to the study as she had more troubles to worry about.

In the study, a gilded incense burner with two ears and a beast was burning incense quietly, and on the large desk was the picture album of the children of noble families.

Ji Zhen paced back and forth with his hands behind his back and frowned. Every now and then he glanced at her, his expression becoming even more gloomy.

She had just flipped through the album from beginning to end, and it included almost all the unmarried young men of noble families in South Vietnam. The number of people and the exquisite painting skills made her amazed. But Zhao Youqing was not among them.

It is impossible to think so. How could he, a hostage of Yan State, appear in the picture album of the children of aristocratic families in Nanyue?

She is not a princess, and he is not a descendant of a noble family in Nanyue. How can she marry him? How can she marry him?

Ji Zhen sighed deeply, sat back in his chair, and frowned.

Difficult!

The imperial decree is hard to disobey, and she doesn't have much time left.

So annoying! She still has a mission to complete! Why is the emperor making trouble?

"707!" Ji Zhen immediately summoned the system and asked directly: "If I disobey the emperor's order here and get killed, will it be considered a mission failure?"

"If it's an accidental death, it's considered an accident. The system will revive the host and restart the task." The system answered immediately.

"You mean starting over?" Ji Zhen frowned even deeper.

"It means starting over." The system answered more directly.

His grandpa's big watermelon! What the hell!

Ji Zhen slapped the table, very angry. Suddenly, an idea flashed in her mind, and she asked again:

"Don't I have a life-saving system? Can't I fake my death and change my identity?"

The system was silent for a moment, and when it spoke again, it actually sounded helpless:

"Host, I thought I said that it was your life-saving system, not your death-seeking system. Those functions you mentioned do not exist."

"Humph! Neither this nor that works! Your systems are so useless!"

Ji Zhen complained angrily while flipping through the album. Suddenly, she saw a familiar face in the album, and her eyes lit up immediately.

God will not kill me!