Transmigrating Female Supreme: The Peerless Husband Depends on Me

"I'm afraid this is all too beautiful, like a dream..." Zhou Ziqian's voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible. "I'm afraid one day I'll wake up and find that I'm still the Seventh Prince waiting to die..."

Su Yue's heart ached, and she leaned over and hugged him in her arms: "Silly boy, this is not a dream." She held Zhou Ziqian's face and said seriously, "From now on, you have me, Aze and the others, Yaoyao and Hanhan... We are a family, forever."

Zhou Ziqian's eyes warmed, and he nodded heavily. In the misty haze, the two figures gradually approached...

The next morning, Zhou Ziqian was awakened by a rustling sound.

He opened his eyes drowsily and found that Su Yue had stood up and was putting on his outer robe.

"Sister... so early?" Zhou Ziqian rubbed his eyes and sat up. The quilt slipped off, revealing ambiguous red marks all over his body.

Su Yue turned around and saw this scene, her breath suddenly stagnated: "Ahem... I'm going to practice, you sleep for a while."

Zhou Ziqian shook his head: "I get up too..." Before he could finish his words, he suddenly hissed and stood still, holding his waist.

Su Yue quickly sat back on the bed: "Does it hurt?"

"It's okay..." Zhou Ziqian tried to be strong with a red face, but almost fell to the ground when he tried to get out of bed, and was caught by Su Yue.

"Don't move." Su Yue held him down, suppressing her laughter. "I'll go get Xuan to come and take a look."

"No!" Zhou Ziqian hurriedly pulled her back, "It's too embarrassing..."

Su Yue laughed, but still insisted on asking someone to invite Lin Yuxuan.

Soon, not only Lin Yuxuan came, but Liang Junze and Mu Feng also "happened" to pass by, one holding medicinal food and the other holding a plaster.

"Young man..." Lin Yuxuan took the pulse seriously, but his eyes behind the glasses were full of mischief, "You must learn to be restrained."

Zhou Ziqian buried his face in the pillow in shame, causing everyone to laugh.

"Alright, alright, stop teasing him." Liang Junze held back his laughter and handed over the medicinal meal, "Ah Qian, eat it while it's hot."

Mu Feng thoughtfully closed the curtains and said, "Rest for a while. We'll look after the children."

After everyone left, Zhou Ziqian held the bowl of medicine, feeling warm in his heart.

Although I'm not feeling well, the feeling of being cared for by my whole family...is so good.

At noon, Zhou Ziqian finally recovered and decided to go to the yard to get some fresh air.

As soon as I walked to the corridor, I heard Yaoyao crying loudly: "Mine!"

I saw the little girl holding a cloth tiger tightly, and opposite her was Hanhan who also refused to let go.

The two little guys were like two angry kittens, neither of them giving in to the other.

"Yaoyao, Hanhan, what's wrong?" Zhou Ziqian hurried forward.

"Daddy!" Yaoyao complained as soon as she saw her savior coming, "My brother stole it!"

Hanhan couldn't speak, but his little face turned red and he stubbornly grabbed the other ear of the cloth tiger.

Zhou Ziqian squatted down and asked softly, "Whose cloth tiger is this?"

"Yaoyao's!" the little girl said confidently.

Zhou Ziqian looked at Hanhan: "Really?"

Hanhan shook his head, pointed at himself and the cloth tiger with his little hand, and his meaning was very clear - it was his.

Just when Zhou Ziqian was in a dilemma, Gu Qingyan appeared beside the pillar and said, "The cloth tiger belongs to Hanhan, but Yaoyao insisted on playing with it."

"I see." Zhou Ziqian thought for a moment and suddenly pulled out two small puppets from his sleeves. "Look, Daddy's doing magic!"

The two children's attention was immediately attracted.

Zhou Ziqian took the opportunity to say, "How about Yaoyao playing with the fairy puppet? Hanhan can play with the little general."

Yaoyao blinked her big eyes and suddenly stuffed the cloth tiger into Hanhan's arms: "Be good, little brother, sister will play with a new one!" She changed her expression so quickly that the adults were left in tears and laughter.

Hanhan held the cloth tiger that he had lost and found again, but stared at the fairy puppet in his sister's hand with his eyes wide open. His little mouth pouted and he was about to cry again.

"Oh..." Zhou Ziqian was in a panic, but suddenly an idea came to him, "Hanhan, look!" He took out another small wooden horse from his other sleeve, "This one is even more powerful, it can run~"

Now both children were satisfied and squatted on the ground to play with their new toys, as if the "life and death battle" just now had never happened.

Gu Qingyan came over and patted Zhou Ziqian on the shoulder, which was rare: "You have a way."

Zhou Ziqian smiled sheepishly: "When I was little...I often fought with my brothers for toys."

The two smiled at each other, and a wonderful tacit understanding flowed between them.

At dinner time, the family gathered together again.

After the "peace talks" in the afternoon, Yaoyao and Hanhan were able to live in harmony with each other and even shared food with each other.

"Daddy!" Yaoyao held up a piece of cake to feed Zhou Ziqian.

Seeing this, Hanhan also clumsily scooped a spoonful of egg custard and handed it over.

Zhou Ziqian was flattered. He ate a mouthful of pastry and a bite of egg custard in a hurry but enjoyed it very much.

"Slow down." Su Yue smiled and wiped his mouth, "Don't choke."

Liang Junze looked at this scene and suddenly sighed: "After Ah Qian came, the children became much more lively."

"Yeah." Mu Feng teased Ning Ning in his arms, "Even Han Han likes to talk now."

"Ah!" As if to confirm this sentence, Hanhan suddenly uttered a clear syllable, then pointed at Zhou Ziqian, "Dad!"

The cry was so loud and crisp that it startled Zhou Ziqian so much that he dropped his chopsticks.

He reached out and hugged Hanhan with trembling hands: "Call again?"

"Dad!" Hanhan repeated obediently, adding a milky kiss.

Zhou Ziqian couldn't hold back any longer and tears welled up in his eyes.

He hugged Hanhan tightly, then pulled Yaoyao over and kissed both of them on the face: "Good children... You are all daddy's good children..."

Everyone at the table couldn't help but smile as they watched this heartwarming scene.

Only Gu Qingyan's mouth twitched. How could he call someone "Daddy" without calling him his biological father first?

No, he has to find Xinxin and Ningning to comfort his wounded heart!

Su Yue quietly held Zhou Ziqian's hand under the table and whispered, "Look, this is your home."

Zhou Ziqian nodded heavily, his vision blurred by tears, but his heart was clearer than ever before - this was happiness, simple, noisy, but real and tangible happiness.

As soon as the gong struck at Yinshi, Su Yue got up quietly.

Zhou Ziqian was still sleeping soundly on the bed. The morning light shone through the screen window, casting mottled shadows on his face.

Su Yue leaned over and kissed him on the forehead, tucked in the quilt, and then put on her clothes and went out.

"So early?" Mu Feng, who was on night duty in the corridor, hugged the sleepy Ning Ning and asked in surprise, "Doesn't the Hanlin Academy start at noon?"

Su Yue smiled bitterly and tied her belt: "As a new official, I have to put on some pretense." She took the hot towel handed to her by Mu Feng and wiped her face. "If Ah Qian wakes up, tell him I left some almond cakes in the lunch box."

The carriage rolled over the bluestone road, and the capital city had not yet fully awakened.

Su Yue leaned against the wall of the car, her thoughts swirling - now she was a fifth-rank Hanlin lecturer, and if she moved up to the fourth rank or above, she would have to attend court every day.

If you get up at Yin time and can only go home at noon, wouldn’t that mean you have to work like a slave?