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

What is Zhao Youqing doing in Dongdaying?

Ji Zhen's hand holding the wine glass trembled involuntarily, and the full amount of sweet apricot wine spilled out, soaking Ji Zhen's crimson clothes.

"Why are you panicking?" Yu Bojun frowned, looking at Ji Zhen's flustered appearance, and the displeasure in his heart spread.

She came to Dong Daying just to avoid Zhao Youqing! Of course she panicked!

Ji Zhen unconsciously reached out and touched the teeth marks on her neck that she had carefully covered. After these days, they finally faded, but Ji Zhen still had lingering fears about that night in Tingyu Pavilion. After nine years of being together, this was the first time she saw Zhao Youqing's crazy appearance, which made her feel terrified.

Yu Bojun looked at her pale face, his brows knitted into a knot, and snorted coldly:

"But it's strange that Zhao Youqing could scare you like this. Aren't you and him the best friends? You were even jealous of him at the Spring Banquet with His Highness Xian Yao."

Ji Zhen's eyes widened in disbelief, and she pointed at herself: "Me, jealous of Zhao Youqing and Li Yuanying?"

"Well, according to rumors, in order to protect the lives of the 'Four Beauties of the Capital', His Highness Qingyan and His Highness Xianyao almost came to blows at the Spring Banquet."

Yu Jingxi put down the white jade wine glass in his hand, glanced at Yu Bojun inconspicuously, and added a light comment.

Ji Zhen suddenly felt a breath of foul air stuck in his chest. He couldn't swallow it or spit it out, and felt extremely uncomfortable.

It's true that good news doesn't travel far, but bad news travels far and wide. Which bastard dares to make up such a story about her!

Can't stand it!

A small flame ignited in Ji Zhen's eyes and burned fiercely.

The messenger who was kneeling on the ground waiting for a reply glanced at Yu Bojun, who ignored him. He then looked at Ji Zhen with trembling eyelids, whose face was flushed with righteousness. He was immediately in a dilemma. The two gods inside ignored him, and the guest official outside was standing in the hot sun waiting for him. What should he do?

Helplessly, he made up his mind, raised his voice a little, and asked again:

"My Lord, Your Highness, the guest official wants to see you."

Seeing Ji Zhen's face flushed with anger, Yu Bojun thought that maybe she and Zhao Youqing really had some disagreement. He was about to refuse, but he saw Ji Zhen stood up and told the attendant:

"See you here! I want to see what kind of weird things can come out this time."

The attendant took the order and left. Soon, Zhao Youqing entered the flower hall.

Although Yu Jingxi and Zhao Youqing are known as the "Four Beauties of the Capital", he has always lived a secluded life. This is the first time he has met Zhao Youqing in person.

He was quite tall, with a complexion like jade, clear eyes, sword-like eyebrows, and delicate facial features. The inconspicuous light autumn silk official uniform was tied around the waist by a gold and jade belt. Wearing it on him, he actually looked quite romantic. Seeing this, Yu Jingxi's eyes darkened and he immediately classified him as an enemy.

Zhao Youqing stood in the middle of the hall, swept a cold gaze among the three people, and stopped at Ji Zhen.

"Your Highness Qingyan, I am here on the orders of His Highness Xian Yao to invite you back to the mansion for a chat."

The cold voice, word by word, struck Ji Zhen's heart. She looked at Zhao Youqing's thin lips opening and closing, and felt that her neck seemed to hurt again, and she couldn't help but touch it.

Ji Zhen's little action was seen by Zhao Youqing. His eyebrows curved slightly as he stared at her, and there were sparkling lights in his eyes. Ji Zhen's heart beat violently and her face turned even redder.

She turned her head away stiffly, took the small white jade wine cup in her hand, and said:

"What good things can Li Yuanying have from me? If you have anything to say, just say it here. I won't go to her unlucky princess's mansion."

"Yes."

Zhao Youqing looked at Ji Zhen's awkward expression, raised his eyebrows and followed her words, saying:

"Her Highness Xian Yao has instructed that Her Highness Qingyan's birthday will be in three days. Gold, silver and jade are too vulgar. Her Highness Xian Yao knows that Her Highness Qingyan likes men, so she wants to send twenty male favorites as gifts. But I don't know what Her Highness Qingyan likes. Now they are waiting for Her Highness at Princess Xian Yao's mansion. Please choose them yourself."

puff--

Ji Zhen sprayed the sweet apricot wine she had just drunk onto the ground. She choked and coughed, cursing Li Yuanying eight hundred times in her heart:

"Asshole Li Yuanying! You only know how to hurt me every day! I will fight you to the death!"

The atmosphere in the flower hall was extremely weird at this time. Zhao Youqing was waiting for Ji Zhen's reply with a faint expression, while Yu Bojun's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

He knew that there must be a reason why Li Yuanying gave Ji Zhen a male lover at the spring banquet at Princess Xian Yao's mansion that day.

Hobby boy? This guy is really bold.

Yu Bojun's glare at Ji Zhen seemed to have substance. Ji Zhen caught a glimpse of it and coughed even harder. The maidservant was about to come forward to serve her tea, but she didn't expect that Yu Jingxi, who was sitting on the other side of her, had already handed her the tea. While holding it for her to drink, he patted her back to calm her down.

"Your Highness, be careful. Since the guest ministers are here, there is no need to rush to reply. Your Highness, why should you be in a hurry? Wait a minute. Is the tea hot? Do you want another cup?"

Yu Jingxi bent over, holding the teacup in one hand without any hesitation, and gently stroked Ji Zhen's back with the other hand, almost holding her in his arms.

Yu Bojun and Zhao Youqing's expressions suddenly changed, and they turned their interrogation gazes from Ji Zhen to Yu Jingxi.

"This guy is so attentive, there must be something wrong with him." Yu Bojun looked at his younger brother with a complicated look in his eyes.

"Is this the second son of the Loyal and Brave Marquis's Mansion? 'Snow Prince', one of the 'Four Beauties of the Capital'? He dares to covet something that does not belong to him. He really does not know his own limitations."

Zhao Youqing's cold eyes were fixed on Yu Jingxi's hand that was gently stroking Ji Zhen's back. Suddenly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the temperature in the entire flower hall suddenly dropped a few degrees.

The maids shuddered involuntarily, and Yu Bojun keenly sensed an unrestrained murderous intent.

He immediately turned to look at Zhao Youqing, but at this time Zhao Youqing's eyes had returned to normal. His indifferent eyes crossed with Yu Bojun, and he nodded slightly, and said with a smile:

"I wonder if General Yu's gift is ready. If you need my help, please let me know."

At first glance, this statement seemed to be flawless, but it sounded so awkward to Yu Bojun. He had naturally prepared a birthday gift for Ji Zhen a long time ago, but these days Ji Zhen was standing on the stage every day, training new soldiers with a gloomy face, so he had no chance to mention this matter. Now that Zhao Youqing had said it, he simply said:

"I have already prepared a birthday gift for our Marshal. But I heard that you and our Marshal are always very close. I wonder what gift you have prepared. Can you tell us about it?"