I traveled to the era of female supremacy and became a bad woman

The next morning, Jiuyi knocked on the door and said, "Master, the Prime Minister's Office, the Shangshu Office, and several other officials, along with their daughters, are kneeling at the gate of the palace."

Feng Zhaoyun was still immersed in his dream and could not hear what Jiuyi said at all.

Seeing no movement inside, Jiuyi didn't want to disturb his master. He let the group of people outside kneel down. Who made them so arrogant? Not killing them was already a mercy from the master!

It was almost noon when Feng Zhaoyun woke up. After her maid came in to help her wash up, she began to choose clothes. She had bought clothes yesterday specifically for today's banquet. In the end, she chose a set with a rose-colored tube top and a white coat. The peony embroidered on the chest made her look even more noble.

After Feng Zhaoyun put it on, she sat in front of the mirror to put on her makeup. The maids beside her served her and admired their own princess in their hearts, saying that she was so beautiful, like a fairy from heaven.

Feng Zhaoyun walked to the main hall, and Jiuyi came up to report. A group of people were kneeling outside. Feng Zhaoyun walked to the door after hearing this. The prime minister, the ministers, and other officials, along with their families, knelt and saluted. "Greetings, Your Highness. Your Highness, may you live a thousand years, may you live a thousand years, may you have mercy and pass me by."

Feng Zhaoyun looked at the kneeling women indifferently without saying a word and waved his hand, "Get out of here! If you continue making noise here, I will kill you!"

After saying that, he turned and walked into the palace.

The prime minister and the others knelt in a heap. Feng Zhaoyun hadn't dared to look up when he first arrived. Now everyone slowly stood up. The prime minister wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Let's go, let's go back! Don't cause any more trouble in the future!"

The group of people slowly dispersed.

In fact, Feng Zhaoyun didn't feel sorry for them, but was afraid that they would hinder Feng Yunjin from coming to pick him up.

If Jiuyi knew the reason, he would definitely hold his head in his hands.

Feng Zhaoyun had lunch and drank half a cup of tea, but Feng Yunjin still hadn't arrived. A moment later, a servant from the Duke's Mansion entered and knelt in the main hall. "Your Highness, I'm from the Duke's Mansion. The young master said he's suddenly feeling unwell and dizzy, so he can't come to fetch His Highness. He's specially ordered me to bring someone to fetch him."

Feng Zhaoyun's expression was cold, "Get lost"

"Yes, yes..." The servant was so scared that he ran away without looking back. It was really unacceptable that he was asked to do such a dangerous job.

Jiuyi was angry and said, "Master, are we still going?"

Feng Zhaoyun smiled and said, "Yes, of course I'll go. I'll go and see how dizzy he is! He actually sent a servant to pick me up! He's breaking his promise!"

After saying that, she got on a carriage suitable for a princess and went to the Duke's Mansion.

The Duke was at the gate, welcoming guests. Many dignitaries and prominent figures had arrived, making the atmosphere bustling. Several princesses had also arrived long before. Suddenly, a line of personal guards cleared the way, and an eight-horse carriage pulled in from the crowd.

Everyone stepped aside, and the Duke personally stood beside the carriage to greet the ancestor. The curtains opened, and Feng Zhaoyun stepped down with a cold demeanor, exuding a chilling aura. With a look of distancing himself from strangers, Jiuyi suddenly felt his master had returned!

The Duke and the others bowed, "Greetings to the Fifth Princess. May the Princess live a thousand years, a thousand thousand years, and a thousand thousand years."

Feng Zhaoyun looked at everyone coldly and said, "Get up!"

After saying that, he walked straight in.

The banquet was held in the central garden of the Duke's Mansion. The second, third, and fourth princesses were already seated at the top. Although Feng Zhaoyun was the fifth child, he held a very high position in the Shang Kingdom. The top seat had been reserved for him.

Feng Zhaoyun walked straight to his seat and sat down, his every move and gesture revealing elegance and indifference.

The princesses looked at each other and didn't dare to step forward to say hello.

At this time, the Third Princess, Feng Yaoxue, stood up and walked towards Feng Zhaoyun with a wine glass in hand. "Fifth sister, I heard that you just woke up not long ago. Are you feeling well? I'll toast to you."

The Third Princess was the only one capable of vying for the throne, and she had always considered Zhao Yun a thorn in her side. But she couldn't do anything about her. She only had the support of the civil officials at court, while Feng Zhao Yun possessed military power. The Shang Dynasty had been founded on horseback. Compared to her, she was nothing.

Feng Zhaoyun raised his head after hearing this and said, "Thanks to Third Sister, I'm safe now. I'm sorry to have disappointed the bad guys." Then he raised his wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.

Feng Yaoxue was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "As long as Fifth Sister is fine, it's good. Why did you say that? Is there something else behind your words?"

In fact, Feng Zhaoyun has always suspected that the fall off the cliff was done by a competitor, and this third princess is her only opponent. Who else could it be if not her?

Feng Zhaoyun slowly stood up after hearing this. "We both know what's going on, so why bother asking questions? The air here is not good, I'm going to go out and relax. Bye."

After saying that, he walked away.

Feng Yaoxue looked at the person in front of her, her teeth itching with hatred. Her troops could not defeat anyone, but all the blame was put on her. Don't let her seize the opportunity, or I will personally push you to hell.

The princesses standing by smiled faintly when they saw Feng Yaoxue being humiliated. They were not willing to fight for the throne and only wanted to keep themselves safe.

The Ninth Princess, who was sitting at the end, looked at the scene just now, lowered her head and drank tea with an expressionless face. What a bunch of idiots.

Feng Zhaoyun walked out of the main arena and asked Jiuyi to grab a servant. The servant was so frightened when he saw the princess that he knelt on the ground. "Where is your young master Feng Yunjin?"

The servant didn't dare to look up. "The young master is feeling unwell and is recuperating in Yunge Garden."

Feng Zhaoyun hummed softly, "Lead the way."

The servant quickly led him to Yunge Garden. As he entered the courtyard, he saw that the layout here was very elegant, simply arranged to his liking. As he approached the bedroom, he saw that the door was filled with various flowers, and there was a path in the middle, which was very beautiful.

Feng Zhaoyun walked among the flowers, like a fairy descending to earth. Feng Yunjin stood in his bedroom, watching through the window, lost in thought, thinking, how wonderful it would be if you weren't a princess.

The secret guard behind him reminded him, and Feng Yunjin turned around and lay back on the bed.

When they reached the door, Jiuyi stepped forward and said, "The princess is here. Please have your young master come out to greet her."

The servant knelt down and reported to Feng Zhaoyun, "My princess, the young master is unable to get up and greet His Highness."

Feng Zhaoyun was furious. "Open the door."

The servant didn't dare to disobey and opened the door. Feng Zhaoyun walked in and saw Feng Yunjin lying on the bed with his eyes closed, looking unconscious. He turned around and said to the servant and guards, "Get out."

Everyone left and closed the door. Jiuyi leaned aside with his arms folded, "Jiuyi, you get out too!"

"Ah? Oh... yes, my lord." Jiuyi turned around and went out, closing the door behind him.

Feng Zhaoyun approached Feng Yunjin and sat down beside the bed. "Still pretending? Why don't you get up and greet me!"

Feng Yunjin lay motionless on the bed, still looking unconscious.

"Are you really sick? Are you really unconscious? If you keep pretending, I'll be rude to you."

Feng Yunjin was not afraid. Why should she be rude? All the secret guards were here. Besides, he had already sent someone to report to the front hall, so she couldn't touch him.

Just as he was thinking, "Hmm..." a cold touch spread across his lips. Feng Yunjin's mind went blank and his handsome brows furrowed slightly. Feng Zhaoyun's lips curled slightly. Hehe, I told you to pretend. Let's see if you wake up now.

Lips and teeth rubbed against each other, but Feng Zhaoyun felt it was not enough, so he pried open the obstruction with his tongue and entered inside. Feng Yunjin couldn't help but let out a "hmm" sound...

He had forgotten that this woman was quite courageous. He thought so in his heart, but he let Feng Zhaoyun kiss him. As they kissed, he slowly felt his lower abdomen tighten, and then he opened his eyes and hugged Feng Zhaoyun's waist with his hands.

Feng Zhaoyun saw that he was awake, so he let him go. "Are you not pretending anymore?"

Feng Yunjin looked at the person in front of him, his eyes were charming, his face was slightly red, and his lips were crystal clear. He pressed her waist, turned over, and pressed her under him.

"What are you talking about, Your Highness? I don't know."

Feng Zhaoyun hadn't expected him to be so bold. Wasn't she the princess? Shouldn't she have been the one to pounce on him? Why was something wrong?

Putting his hands on his chest, he said, "How dare you! Do you know what you are doing?"

Feng Yunjin curled his lips, "Your Highness, you were the one who first took the initiative to flirt with me. I was acting in self-defense. If you let your bestial nature take over, what shall I do?"

Feng Zhaoyun felt something poking his lower abdomen and lightly hit him on the chest. "You said you weren't faking illness, but who would carry a dagger when they're sick? Get up quickly! You're poking me."

Feng Yunjin suddenly laughed out loud, "Your Highness is really better at pretending than me. We are the same."

Then he turned over and got up. There was a knock at the door, "Master, someone is coming!"

Feng Zhaoyun stood up, straightened her clothes, and walked out of the bedroom. "I came here specifically to see you today. Don't let me down. I'll be waiting for you at the banquet."

After saying this, she headed towards the banquet garden. As she left the bedroom, she saw the Duke and his men hurried over. The Duke looked nervous, deeply worried that her son would be hurt. Seeing Feng Zhaoyun, he led his men to pay their respects. Feng Zhaoyun couldn't help but find the Duke's behavior amusing. "No need for formalities. I heard your son was ill, so I came to see him. Go back and lead the way."

"Yes, Your Highness. This way, please."

The Duke brought Feng Zhaoyun back to the banquet, and Feng Zhaoyun returned to her seat. Suddenly, she saw Xiao Qingyue not far below. He was there too.

Xiao Qingyue saw her nodding from a distance. Feng Zhaoyun smiled back, but her eyes remained on Xiao Qingyue. Qingyue was still the best, as gentle as the moon and as soft as jade.

This scene happened to be witnessed by Feng Yunjin, who had just entered. The arrival of Feng Yunjin and Xiao Qingyue attracted the attention of all the women present. The third princess looked at Feng Yunjin and wondered how such a charming man could exist. He was so handsome. Those peach blossom eyes seemed to be able to seduce people. Such a man, who was also the legitimate son of a duke, should belong to her.

Feng Yunjin was originally in a good mood, but when he came in and saw the way Feng Zhaoyun looked at Xiao Qingyue, he immediately became unhappy again. This restless woman...

Following the Duke's introduction, he paid his respects to the princesses. When it came to Feng Zhaoyun, he greeted her with a very casual manner. Even the Duke was startled. Was his son going to play his cards so openly? How could it be so obvious...

Everyone was puzzled. Logically speaking, the Fifth Prince was the richest, most powerful, and most handsome, so why did Feng Yunjin not seem to be trying to curry favor with him? Everyone secretly praised him for not fearing power and being a gentleman...

Feng Yunjin returned to his seat and noticed a pair of fierce eyes hidden among the crowd. He followed their gaze and spotted the Ninth Prince, seated at the end of the table next to the princess. But when he looked over, the Ninth Prince's face was expressionless as he watched the song and dance. Feng Yunjin knew this man was no ordinary person.