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

In the bright light, Jiang Yan's eyes were dazed and innocent.

Ji Zhen wanted to ask him directly, but because of his identity as a spy, she hesitated and didn't know how to start. After thinking for a while, she just laughed dryly and pointed at the small gold bead on Jiang Yan's wrist and said:

"Nothing, I just think the little gold beads on your wrist are pretty."

Jiang Yan's pupils suddenly shrank. He looked at Ji Zhen deeply, then lowered his eyes, remained silent, and just quickened his hands' movements.

After her hair was tied up and her hat was put back on, she pulled up her sleeves, stretched her smooth wrists in front of Ji Zhen, and said calmly:

"This is a gift from my benefactor. Jiang Yan has been wearing it to remind himself that he will never forget the kindness of his benefactor. Would you like to check it, Your Highness?"

Ji Zhen stiffened slightly and couldn't help but look at Jiang Yan again.

This guy, what does he mean by inspection? He said it as if she suspected that he had smuggled some stolen goods from the palace. How could she bear to look at his little golden beads?

Ji Zhen pursed her lips, suppressed her curiosity, and waved her hand:

"There's nothing to check. I just think that little golden bead is pretty. No need to check."

"Yes."

Jiang Yan obediently lowered his sleeves and put the little golden bead into his sleeves, never to be seen again.

At this moment, footsteps were heard outside the palace door, and Ji Zhen and Jiang Yan immediately became alert.

The two looked at each other, and Ji Zhen pointed to the old incense table beside him, and Jiang Yan immediately understood. Just as the footsteps reached the door of the side hall, there was no one in the hall. There was only a small night pearl, emitting a bright light under the cover of a broken bowl, like a forgotten moonlight.

"No one is in the palace."

The night patrol guard poked his head into the side hall and then continued patrolling in other palaces.

After the footsteps disappeared, Ji Zhen and Jiang Yan appeared from behind the old incense table. Jiang Yan picked up the night-shining pearl, walked to the door of the hall, looked around vigilantly, and said to Ji Zhen who was following behind him:

"Your Highness, it is not appropriate to stay here for long. I have prepared a palace for you to sleep in. Please follow me."

Ji Zhen nodded and followed Jiang Yan away.

Under Jiang Yan's guidance, Ji Zhen was quickly settled in a side hall not far from the East Palace.

The warm and bright candlelight and the dry and soft bed relaxed Ji Zhen's nerves. She didn't even notice when Jiang Yan left.

A strong wind suddenly arose at some point, howling all night long, but Ji Zhen slept well. However, when she woke up in the morning, she was startled by the twenty men waiting in the outer room. She was distracted for a long time, and only recovered a little when she saw Jiang Yan.

In this way, Ji Zhen followed the order given to her by Princess Li Yuanzhen, stuffed the twenty men into four carriages, and brought them back to the Prince's Mansion.

The usually peaceful Prince's Mansion was in turmoil today.

Butler Wen Daoxing stood in the courtyard, looking at the twenty men of varying sizes, his dull features showing a rare hint of emotion.

"Your Highness is truly a man who would have made a splash if he hadn't made a name for himself. Taking in twenty male favorites at once is truly a brave act."

Ji Zhen's scalp tightened when Wen Daoxing said the word "brave" with such force that he laughed awkwardly. He pulled him aside, asked him to lower his head, and whispered in his ear:

"Daoxing, you must take good care of these twenty people. Don't let them do anything. Keep them well. I will have some use for them."

"Use?" Wen Daoxing stood up, looked at Ji Zhen meaningfully, and said slowly: "What other uses can a male pet have?"

Ji Zhen didn't know why this butler who had always been respectful and polite to her suddenly became strange. She said one sentence and he would reply with three sentences.

Ji Zhen rubbed his brows helplessly, looked at the people in the yard, and felt that he couldn't explain it. He simply frowned, put on a stern face, and directly ordered:

"Anyway, I'm leaving the people in your hands. I'll come to see them in ten days. Take good care of them. If you lose a bit of meat, all your monthly salary will be deducted!"

Wen Daoxing rolled his eyes upon hearing this and replied:

"Your Highness, being obsessed with sex is not good. Your Highness is not productive, and now there are 20 more mouths to feed. It can still last for ten days. If it goes on for a long time, I'm afraid the palace will run out of money and food, and will have to pawn the things bestowed by His Majesty to make ends meet."

However, Ji Zhen always had her own thoughts about Wen Daoxing's advice. She didn't hear anything else he said, except for the sentence "you want to pawn the things that His Majesty gave you." She immediately became alert, blinked her big eyes brightly, glanced at the twenty male favorites standing not far away, and asked Wen Daoxing in a low voice:

"Seriously? Have you figured out how to turn that crap into cash?"

Wen Daoxing was almost pissed off by Ji Zhen. He flicked his sleeves, shook off Ji Zhen's hand that was pulling his sleeve, stepped back three steps, took a deep breath, and endured it again and again before confirming with Ji Zhen again:

"Your Highness, where do you plan to place them?"

"Hmm? Don't we have a yard in our house to house them? Any yard will do."

Ji Zhen answered absentmindedly; her mind was still on how to cash in on the gift from the empress.

Wen Daoxing couldn't stand Ji Zhen's absent-minded look, as if the entire Prince's Mansion had nothing to do with her, which made him feel very uncomfortable. So he coughed heavily, finally pulling back Ji Zhen's gradually drifting thoughts, and continued:

"Of course there are empty courtyards in the mansion, but there are not as many as twenty. So, please let Your Highness give us instructions on how to arrange them."

Wen Daoxing knew that Ji Zhen was away from home day by day, never cared about the affairs in the Prince's Mansion, and didn't even know what was in his own yard. Wen Daoxing felt that this complete trust in him was very considerate, but after a long time, he found that his Prince's Highness, rather than trusting him, was heartless and didn't take the Prince's Mansion seriously.

This made Wen Daoxing feel a little uncomfortable. He wanted to give Ji Zhen advice many times, but he couldn't find an opportunity. Unexpectedly, this opportunity came today.

Sure enough, Ji Zhen was stumped by this question. She really didn't know how many people could live in her courtyards.

Fortunately, Ji Zhen was smart. She immediately called Jiang Yan to her side and said to him with a smile:

"Jiang Yan, look, these 19 people are all your subordinates. How about you take charge of the arrangements?"

Before she finished her words, Ji Zhen felt that the air pressure around Wen Daoxing, who was standing beside her, suddenly dropped. She looked up and saw that Wen Daoxing's originally dull eyebrows were now even more depressed. His amber eyes stared at Jiang Yan coldly, flashing with cold light.

What's going on here?

The coldness on Wen Daoxing's face was an expression Ji Zhen had never seen before, and she was a little puzzled. But the next second, she suddenly had an idea, took Wen Daoxing's hand, and said to Jiang Yan:

"But since you are new here, there are many things to do in my house. I will let Daoxing take care of everything. Can I let Daoxing help you?"

Jiang Yan naturally had no objection, and just as he was about to nod in agreement, he heard a voice from outside the crowd:

"Your Highness, Young Master Jiang is an old friend of mine. Can you let him live with me?"