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

The Spring Banquet was still going on. Li Yuanying was tired of seeing the handsome men with long fluttering sleeves pretending to be banished immortals, so she waved her hand and the dancers at the banquet were replaced by muscular warriors wearing only soft armor under their skirts.

Three people stood in a row, waving swords, striking shields, and dancing swords enthusiastically, bringing the banquet to a new climax.

But Ji Zhen didn't get to watch such a passionate sword dance. Zhao Youqing was clinging to her like a ball of fire, and his shallow breathing was extremely hot.

"Why hasn't the licorice soup been brought yet?"

Ji Zhen couldn't bear to see Zhao Youqing in pain, so she frowned and felt somewhat dissatisfied with the palace maids in Princess Xianyao's mansion. She turned her head and looked behind her, and told her attendant Ye Feng:

"Go and ask them in person, and have the palace servants bring the licorice soup immediately."

"Yes." Ye Feng retreated as ordered.

At this moment, a slender white hand brought a glass of wine, and the young man's clear voice sounded in Ji Zhen's ears.

"Don't worry, Your Highness. This place is still far from the Princess's Household Food Bureau. I think it will take time for the palace servants to go back and forth to get the soup. Have a glass of wine to moisten your throat."

Ji Zhen looked over when she heard the voice and saw that it was the man that Li Yuanying had forced upon her, Yunzi.

She hadn't noticed it just now, but now he was kneeling beside her, serving her wine, and there was only an arm's length between them. Ji Zhen realized that although he looked thin, he was very good-looking.

A boy of about sixteen or seventeen, with a very fair complexion. His eyes were slightly pale, and his eyebrows were long. His eyelashes were thick and long, dark and curled like wings, outlining his curved eyebrows. When he smiled at her, he was particularly charming.

Ji Zhen's heart was beating fast when he looked at her. But she didn't want him to notice anything, so she just nodded slightly:

"Well, you are interested."

After taking the wine, Ji Zhen began to wonder belatedly: Could this man be one of her five legendary husbands?

Although she has been in this world for eighteen years, she has not forgotten the purpose of her coming here.

Right now, this bloody plot of a poor young man from Xiu Le Fang being sent to the heroine, being pitied because of his miserable life experience, and finally succeeding in falling in love and living in the backyard, isn't it the traditional development of the hero and the heroine meeting and falling in love?

The more Ji Zhen thought about it, the more reliable it seemed, so he called the system to confirm:

"707, is this Yunzi one of my five husbands?"

However, there was no response from the system.

"707?"

Ji Zhen tried again, but the system didn't respond. Instead, she felt a pinch on her waist, which hurt so much that she almost couldn't sit still.

Ji Zhen turned her head and saw that it was Zhao Youqing who noticed that she had been staring at Yunzi and pinched the tender flesh on her waist.

"Is he that good-looking?"

Zhao Youqing blushed so much that even the corners of his eyes were erotic. He looked at her with a half-smile, put his hands around her waist, and pulled her into his arms. His sparkling eyes were filled with infatuation and anger, and he said:

"Am I not as good-looking as him?"

The iron-like hand made Ji Zhen feel like her waist was going to break. She took a deep breath and quickly patted Zhao Youqing's hand, saying:

"You Qing, let go! I'm going to be strangled to death by you."

"If you don't let go, I'll strangle you to death."

Zhao Youqing muttered as he tightened Ji Zhen's grip, leaning his head on Ji Zhen's shoulder like a scoundrel, not even close to the self-respecting and humble prince of Yan State that he usually was. Ji Zhen suddenly felt something was wrong, and he glanced across the table, and found two more wine jugs, picked them up and shook them, and they were indeed empty.

Ji Zhen sighed helplessly. Zhao Youqing had always had a bad drinking habit. Once he got drunk, he would lose his temper and hug people randomly. Even after three years, he hadn't changed at all.

Yunzi, who was kneeling beside him, was very smart. Before Ji Zhen could tell him to do so, he had already called the palace servants to find some hangover tea. Soon, the licorice soup that Ye Feng had found and Yunzi's hangover tea were placed in front of Ji Zhen.

Ji Zhen struggled to free one hand from Zhao Youqing's arms, patted his face, and advised kindly:

"Youqing, wake up. Drink the licorice soup and hangover tea. You won't feel so bad after the effects of the drugs are neutralized, okay?"

Zhao Youqing raised his head, his sparkling eyes swept across the dishes on the table, his gaze lingered on Yunzi for a moment, then he put his chin on Ji Zhen's shoulder, pushed the licorice soup in front of him with disdain, and gently uttered two words:

"It tastes bad."

This drunkard still complains?

Ji Zhen struggled hard, pressed his shoulders with her backhand, held him in her arms, picked up the licorice soup and pushed it towards Zhao Youqing's mouth, narrowed her eyes, and ran out of patience:

"If you don't want to take Wu Shi San, I don't need to feed you licorice soup. Give it to me."

Zhao Youqing was very tall, much taller than Ji Zhen even when sitting. Ji Zhen's domineering posture made him lie diagonally in her arms, with his clothes slightly open, revealing a bit of his delicate collarbone. He lost three points of the reserve of a noble prince, but gained seven points of romantic laziness. The palace servants on both sides blushed and lowered their heads.

Ji Zhen didn't realize that there was anything wrong with what she did. There was a hint of threat in her narrowed eyes, and she looked at Zhao Youqing fiercely, as if she was going to pour the bowl of licorice soup on his face if he didn't drink it.

Zhao Youqing raised his head slightly and looked at the woman in front of him. Under the brilliant palace lantern, his appearance was reflected in her eyes. Her hands were tightly around his shoulders, and her cool body temperature was transmitted to him through their clothes, which made the sudden unhappiness in his heart dissipate. He obediently took her hand and drank the licorice soup clean.

“Drank this too.”

Seeing that he drank the licorice soup obediently, Ji Zhen picked up the sobering tea on the table and fed it to him.

At this time, two officials came to toast her. They walked to Ji Zhen with wine glasses in their hands, and saw Zhao Youqing with a gorgeous face, lying softly in Ji Zhen's arms, with drunken eyes, holding Ji Zhen's hand, his thin red lips opening and closing, drinking sobering tea in small sips. The description of a demon who brought disaster to the country made the two people's hands tremble, and they almost couldn't even hold the wine glass.

The two looked at each other and couldn't help but sigh:

Wow! This famous guest official in the capital has been in and out of Princess Xianyao's mansion in recent years. He is so strict in observing male virtues and is meticulous.

Regardless of winter or summer, he was wrapped up tightly from the neck down. He looked gentle and modest, but no one could get within three feet of him.

Who would have thought that such a beautiful lady would be held in the arms of Prince Qingyan at this moment, allowing her to do whatever she wants. What a good trick!

Thinking of this, the two men wanted to worship Ji Zhen as their teacher and learn two tricks to tame men. There was also a little more envy in their eyes when they looked at Ji Zhen, and their faces were squeezed and their smiles were particularly obscene.

"Oh my, Your Highness Qingyan is so lucky that he even accepted the guest official who is one of the four beauties in the capital into his arms. I am so envious of you."

The two men flattered and raised their glasses as they walked forward, but Ji Zhen didn't even raise his eyelids. He just stared at Zhao Youqing as he finished the sobering tea in his hand. Then he handed him to Ye Feng to take care of him. He slowly stood up and glanced at the person who came.

One is the assistant minister of the Ministry of War, and the other is the deputy minister of the Ministry of War. Both of them are under the command of the third princess Li Yuanying, which is interesting.