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

The person in the room stood sideways under the heavy curtains. Seeing Ji Zhen's gaze, he swayed, but did not dodge. However, his fingers clenched his sleeves, revealing his nervousness.

"Don't be nervous, Master Lu. I am not here for you."

The door closed behind Ji Zhen. She put her hands behind her back and walked slowly to Lu Ziyan's side. She scanned him from head to toe with cold eyes.

Sure enough, this guy was wearing the same clothes as Zhao Youqing, which was worn at the banquet today. This meant that the prince of Princess Li Yuanzhen came to see Zhao Youqing without even changing his clothes after the banquet.

What was it that made him so anxious? Did Li Yuanzhen know he was coming?

In an instant, countless questions flooded into Ji Zhen's mind. Her brows tightened, and her eyes looked at Lu Ziyan with a little more coldness.

Lu Ziyan felt very uncomfortable being looked at by her. He gritted his teeth, stepped forward and bowed to Ji Zhen, saying:

"Zi Yan pays respect to His Highness Qing Yan."

Ji Zhen looked at Lu Ziyan's submissive appearance. She sneered, turned sideways, put her hands behind her back, and said lazily:

"Master Lu, there is no need to be so polite. Please take a seat. I dare not accept it."

Little Prince of Beidi, do you think I won’t be able to see your claws if you hide them?

Ji Zhen's sharp eyes were filled with extreme coldness. Lu Ziyan raised his head and their eyes met in the air, and he could see clearly what she had not said.

Lu Ziyan's eyes trembled, his throat rolled, he wanted to say something several times but stopped, but finally lowered his head. He sat down on the soft chair under the window with his head drooping and didn't say anything.

Zhao Youqing followed behind Ji Zhen, watching the two's expressions quietly, and said nothing. He just asked Ji Zhen to sit on the soft couch in the outer room, brought a plate of fresh bayberries, placed it on the small table next to Ji Zhen, and said with a smile:

"There are bayberries at the banquet today. I saw you left without eating any, so I left some for you."

Zhao Youqing said it very casually. Ji Zhen glanced at him, then at Yang Mei, and couldn't help but complain in her heart:

Such fresh bayberries would go bad if left for a few more hours. He kept them for himself because he knew she would come. Did he install a radar on her? How did he know she was coming?

Ji Zhen looked at Zhao Youqing deeply, raised his eyebrows and said:

"You reserved the bayberries for me because you were afraid that I would ruin your business and wanted to shut me up. Or do you want me to finish eating and leave quickly because you don't want me to disturb you?"

Zhao Youqing glanced at Ji Zhen with a look of resentment and anger, sat down beside her, picked up the bayberry and pitted it for her, and said softly:

"Your Highness, please don't talk nonsense. Master Lu came here to see me for something serious."

"What is it? Tell me, I won't tell anyone else."

Ji Zhen leaned lazily on the large purple pillow behind her, took the bayberry handed to her by Zhao Youqing, and winked at him.

Zhao Youqing sighed helplessly. He knew that Ji Zhen hated Beidi. Her behavior in front of Lu Ziyan further proved that she was angry. She was not the kind of person who would show affection and flirtation to him in front of others. However, he enjoyed her intimacy.

"Your Highness, why are you looking for me at this time?" Zhao Youqing asked evasively.

"It's very important and urgent. But Master Lu is here, so I can't tell you."

Seeing that Zhao Youqing asked the question, Ji Zhen sat up straight and stopped slouching.

Lu Ziyan, who was called, moved uneasily, as if he wanted to say something, but he looked at Zhao Youqing.

Zhao Youqing didn't look at him. He just picked another bayberry for Ji Zhen slowly and fed it to her. He looked at her and said calmly:

"Let me guess, is it for the invitation to the Dark Market?"

This sentence shocked Ji Zhen and Lu Ziyan at the same time. Lu Ziyan could no longer sit still. He stood up and walked to Zhao Youqing in two steps. He frowned and said:

"Brother Zhao! Why are you......"

Before Lu Ziyan finished speaking, Ji Zhen said in a sinister voice:

"Brother Zhao? When did the two of you become so close?"

Lu Ziyan immediately shut up. Ji Zhen's knife-like eyes swept across his face, and Lu Ziyan became obviously panicked.

"Won't you explain it, Mr. Keqing?"

Ji Zhen's eyes were cold and aggressive. Zhao Youqing, however, calmly picked the last bayberry for her and put it in the bowl. He stood up, washed his hands in the basin, straightened his sleeves, glanced at Ji Zhen, and smiled:

"Compared to this, why aren't you curious about why I know what you want?"

Ji Zhen's eyes were extremely cold. In fact, she had already vaguely guessed it from Zhao Youqing's determined expression. But she didn't expect that he would say it so brazenly.

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew in his face, and Lu Ziyan felt his throat tighten. Ji Zhen had already swung in front of him, clamped his collar, pressed him tightly against the back of the soft chair, and said coldly:

"What I'm curious about is, Master Lu, what do you want to do in the dark market? What do you want to buy?"

Ji Zhen couldn't control her anger when she saw Lu Ziyan. She was very glad that she didn't bring either a soft sword or a saber with her today, otherwise it would be difficult for her to control herself from putting the knife on the neck of this Master Lu.

"I......"

Lu Ziyan was pressed down by Ji Zhen, with his fragile throat in Ji Zhen's hand. He just felt that his throat was squeezed very uncomfortable, making him feel a little nauseous and unable to speak.

He reached out and grabbed Ji Zhen's hand that was pressing on him, and struggled hard, but it was all in vain.

"say."

Ji Zhen's patience quickly disappeared and her grip tightened a little more.

Zhao Youqing, who had been watching coldly, finally stepped forward and patted Ji Zhen on the shoulder when he saw Lu Ziyan's face start to turn blue, and advised:

"Zhenzhen, let him go. If he dies in the mansion, you will have to bury the body, which is too much trouble."

Ji Zhen didn't expect Zhao Youqing to say this, and she actually found it a little funny. She burst out laughing and let go of Lu Ziyan.

"You fellow, people call you 'Brother Zhao', yet you think it's troublesome to collect his body."

Ji Zhen took a step back, looked at Lu Ziyan who was coughing violently and breathing heavily, frowned in disdain, and said:

"You are the prince of Beidi after all, how can you be so useless? You look like you are going to die after being pinched?"

Lu Ziyan coughed until his throat was hoarse, and was mocked by Ji Zhen. Finally, he could no longer bear it and glared at Ji Zhen, saying in a hoarse voice:

"Although I am weak, it is not that easy for me to die. Your Highness, would you like to try again?"

Amazing! In just one day, he dared to be so fierce in her palace? He is a real man!

Ji Zhen licked his canine teeth, narrowed his eyes, and twisted his fingers. He was about to teach Lu Ziyan, who was ignorant of the world, a lesson, but Zhao Youqing gently held his hand. He smiled faintly at Lu Ziyan and said:

"Master Lu, you have seen it. It is not that I am unwilling, but that my prince is unwilling to go with you. Master Lu, please go back."

Um? How is this going?

At this moment, Ji Zhen suddenly felt like she was being used as a shield by Zhao Youqing.