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

It started to rain in the evening, so the banquet was moved from the Qingyin Waterside Pavilion to the West Flower Hall.

Ji Zhen went back to her room to change clothes. When she passed by Lanyun Pavilion, she saw that there was not even a guard at the door of Lanyun Pavilion. She couldn't help but frown.

As far as she knew, if one brought a family to a banquet in Nanyue, one could only bring the king's wife. Although the unmarried Ji Zhen was the host, she could not break the rules and bring a concubine or a male lover. Jiang Yan and the others were arranged to perform sword dance in the front yard, while Yunzi had been staying quietly in Lanyun Pavilion, and it seemed that he had never even left the door.

But even so, there shouldn't be no guard arranged. What is Wen Daoxing doing?

Especially today, with so many people coming and going, and so many officials and servants, who knows if any strange people will sneak in.

Thinking of this, Ji Zhen suddenly felt uneasy and walked into Lanyun Pavilion.

Ever since Zhao Youqing stabbed Yunzi with a sword, Ji Zhen had been cautious and had not come to Lanyun Pavilion again. Coming in now, she actually felt a little strange.

Lanyun Pavilion is located in the northeast corner of the palace. According to the terrain, a two-story building was built. The three characters "Lanyun Pavilion" hung on the plaque on the building were painted in black gold. It was written by Ji Zhen himself.

The courtyard of Lanyun Pavilion is not big. The two tall jacaranda trees in front of the gate have already bloomed a little. Countless small tubular flowers are spread on the huge treetops, and the purple color is like a waterfall, which is very beautiful.

The flowers and plants in the yard were also trimmed very delicately. Clusters of blooming roses and hydrangeas almost turned this small yard into a sea of ​​flowers, which was even more beautiful than her Canglan Garden.

The more Ji Zhen looked at it, the more she liked it, and she actually stood in the rain to admire it.

The wind blew the raindrops, and soon Ji Zhen's skirt was wet. The attendant holding the umbrella for her wanted to remind her, but he didn't dare to disturb her interest in enjoying the flowers. At this moment, the tightly closed door of the small building creaked open, and Yunzi stood at the door holding a small glass lamp and called softly:

"Your Highness."

Ji Zhen looked up and looked at him through the rain curtain.

Yunzi was still wearing the aquamarine robe, but had taken off the silver gauze. His black hair was half hanging and half tied up behind his back, making him look even thinner.

"Yun Zi." Ji Zhen smiled at him.

Yunzi's face flushed slightly, and she tightened her grip on the glass lamp. She glanced at Ji Zhen's wet skirt and said:

"It's dark and raining hard, your Highness's skirt is wet, would you like to come in and change before going to the front yard?"

"Uh......"

It's not good, a man and a woman alone. Ji Zhen glanced at Yunzi's neck, and then thought of Zhao Youqing who was sitting in the West Flower Hall at this time, and hesitated.

At this time, the attendant who was holding the umbrella for Ji Zhen became anxious. He mustered up his courage and said to Ji Zhen:

"Your Highness, it's still some distance from here to Canglan Garden. Your shoes and skirt are wet. It's cold in the rainy night. What if you catch a cold on the way there? The banquet will last for two more days. You must take care of yourself!"

The attendant poured out the words he had been holding back all the way, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, which made Ji Zhen laugh. She gently tapped the attendant on the head and said with a smile:

"You are really good at reading. You are almost as good as Mr. Daoxing. All right, I will stay here with Yunzi for a while. Go and get my clothes."

The attendant responded and sent Ji Zhen to Yun Zi. She was afraid that she would regret it and was about to run away, but Ji Zhen stopped her. She looked at Yun Zi thoughtfully and asked:

"Have you finished your meal?"

Yunzi didn't expect her to ask this question, so he just shook his head honestly and said:

"I haven't eaten yet."

Ji Zhen raised her eyebrows, as if to say, "I already knew this," and instructed the attendant:

"Ask the kitchen to send some delicious food over. Yunzi and I will have some here first. Oh, and we need some good wine. The Yantouchun we had at noon is pretty good. Ask them to send two jars over."

The servants responded promptly, and Ji Zhen and Yunzi went upstairs.

The small building was dry and clean, and every detail was elegant, but after walking for a long time, she didn't see any servants. Ji Zhen couldn't help but frown and asked:

"Yunzi, don't you have a servant here to serve you?"

Yunzi was holding a small glass lamp, lighting the way for Ji Zhen. Hearing this, he smiled faintly and said:

"Yes, but today is His Highness' birthday banquet, and there are not enough people in the mansion, so I asked them to help. I am used to being alone here, and I don't need them to serve me."

Ji Zhen nodded. She didn't like being surrounded by people most of the time, so she didn't say anything. The light in the building was a little dim. Ji Zhen followed Yun Zi and walked. She didn't pay attention to her feet and accidentally kicked a stool beside her, causing Ji Zhen to gasp.

The pain of the little toe! Anyone who gets kicked in the foot will understand!

Yunzi was immediately annoyed when he saw Ji Zhen gasping in pain. He hurriedly went to find a candle to illuminate Ji Zhen, but Ji Zhen found that he could not find a complete candle after searching for a long time.

How is this going?

Ji Zhen frowned, rubbing her feet while picking up the small glass lamp that Yunzi had placed on the table and shining it around.

It wouldn’t matter if he didn’t take the photo, but once he did, Ji Zhen’s face turned black.

Throughout the entire building, the candles were half-used, the paint on the tables was peeling, and even the tea sets on the tea tray on the tables were not as exquisite as those in the guest rooms. They looked like they had been picked up and had holes in them.

What was going on? Although she had never spent a night in Yunzi's room, everyone in the mansion knew that Yunzi was her male lover. How could she use such a thing on him?

If this is the case with daily utensils, what about food? What about the monthly allowance? Is there anyone who is deducting money from Yunzi?

My goodness, in her Prince’s Mansion, under her nose, someone actually dared to harass her?

A small flame appeared in Ji Zhen's eyes, burning fiercely, and her face looked extremely ugly.

Yunzi said nothing, but lit up the candles he found one by one, lighting up the entire room. He took out a brand new thin quilt from the cabinet, placed it on the couch in front of the window, pulled a screen over, and said to Ji Zhen:

"Your Highness, this quilt has never been used and is clean. Your Highness, please take off your wet shoes, socks and skirt, dry them, and then cover yourself with the quilt and wait. Wearing wet clothes all the time will make you catch a cold."

After saying this, he placed the clean towel in his hand on the small table beside the couch and turned to go downstairs.

Ji Zhen grabbed him and asked:

"Why are you going?"

Yunzi lowered his eyes and said, "I am here. Your Highness may find it inconvenient. I will go to the door and wait."

Ji Zhen glanced at the sudden wind outside the window, and wordlessly pulled the man to sit on a low stool, frowning tightly, and said:

"Didn't you draw the screen? I'm not taking off my clothes, so what's the inconvenience? But you, why are you hiding from me?"

Yunzi turned away, blushing slightly, and said softly:

"I am not hiding from Your Highness."

"No?" Ji Zhen raised an eyebrow: "Then why don't you come to complain when someone bullies you? Do you still remember who you are? You are my male favorite, mine!"