Transmigrating Female Supreme: The Peerless Husband Depends on Me

Inside the Su Mansion, Shen Yunyan leaned on the couch, with four little kids tossing and turning around him.

Shujin grabbed her brother Shuyi's feet and stuffed them into her mouth; Shunuo and Shuran fought fiercely over a cloth tiger.

"Look, they're fighting now." Mu Feng smiled and separated the two little girls.

Liang Junze gently stroked Yaoyao's head: "In the future, you don't have to be forced to marry, nor do you have to marry..."

"Freedom." Zhou Ziqian replied softly, tears in his eyes.

Gu Qingyan had a bandage on his shoulder, but he still insisted on holding Hanhan and teaching him how to recognize weapons.

Hanhan followed in clear voice: "Sword...bow..."

Lin Yuxuan suddenly popped his head out of the pharmacy: "Brother Yan! It's time to change the medicine!"

"No." Gu Qingyan turned his face away.

"It's none of your business!" Lin Yuxuan rolled up his sleeves and rushed over, followed by the Shangguan brothers who were watching the fun.

Su Yue looked at this chaotic yet heartwarming scene, and suddenly remembered what the empress said to her in the imperial garden that day:

"Su Qing, changing a century of accumulated problems is not a one-day job. But someone has to take the lead..."

She reached out to catch Yaoyao who was rushing towards her and kissed the little girl on the face.

Yes, someone has to take the lead.

For her husbands, for her children, and for all the souls in this world bound by rules...

As the sun sets, the eaves of the Su Mansion turn golden.

The newly hung plaque on the courtyard wall gleamed brightly in the afterglow—it was inscribed by the Empress herself:

“Free and easy”

The days passed by inadvertently, as if they were gone in the blink of an eye

Zhou Chufan held ten-month-old Ningning in his arms and rocked gently on the swing in the Su Mansion.

Ningning has liked staying outside to enjoy the scenery since she was a child. She never cries or makes a fuss, but just looks around with her big black eyes open, and from time to time she babbles a few words that no one can understand.

Zhou Ziqian looked at his cousin from afar and suddenly felt that he was a little lonely.

It was obvious that a year ago, he was still the sickly but proud young prince, but now he was like a little animal drenched by the rain, curled up on the swing, holding Ningning in his arms, but his eyes drifting into the distance.

Zhou Ziqian walked over, sat down beside him, and reached out to gently pinch Ningning's little hand.

"Brother, what's wrong?"

Zhou Chufan raised his eyes, his eyes slightly red: "Brother, I really envy you."

Zhou Ziqian was stunned: "What are you envious of me?"

"I envy you for being able to stand by her side openly." Zhou Chufan whispered, "I envy you for being spoiled by her, I envy you for being able to... become her family."

Zhou Ziqian's heart tightened.

Of course he knew what Zhou Chufan was thinking.

During this year, he saw countless men flocking to Su Yue, including talented, handsome, and gentle men, but Su Yue never wavered.

She rejected everyone and only doted on the eight of them.

But Zhou Chufan is different.

He is not an outsider.

He is a frequent visitor to the Su Mansion, Zhou Ziqian's cousin, and the young prince who once acted like a spoiled brat in front of Su Yue.

"Xiao Fan..." Zhou Ziqian sighed, "You don't want to..."

"I originally thought that when I turned twenty, I would use the marriage law to force her to marry me." Zhou Chufan smiled bitterly, "She's so soft-hearted, she'll definitely agree, right?"

Zhou Ziqian was silent.

He knew how soft-hearted Su Yue was.

He pretended to be sick to gain sympathy, and Su Yue indulged him even though she knew it was fake.

If Zhou Chufan really used marriage laws to force her, she might really compromise.

But now, the marriage law has changed, and Zhou Chufan no longer has any reason to ask her to marry him.

"Brother, you said..." Zhou Chufan clenched the rope of the swing, "Do I have no chance at all?"

Zhou Ziqian looked at him and suddenly reached out to rub his head: "Silly boy, you are only eighteen years old, why are you in such a hurry?"

Zhou Chufan pursed his lips: "But I don't want to wait any longer."

"Then go tell her." Zhou Ziqian said softly, "You are not the sixteen-year-old Zhou Chufan anymore. You are the eighteen-year-old Prince Mingxi. You are qualified to stand in front of her and tell her that you like her."

Zhou Chufan's eyes lit up, but then dimmed again: "But she... only treats me as a younger brother."

“How will you know if you don’t try?”

Zhou Chufan was stunned.

Yes, he has been very cautious over the years, afraid of crossing the line, afraid that Su Yue would think he was ignorant.

But if he doesn't even dare to fight for it, how can he be content?

In the following days, Zhou Ziqian began to mention Zhou Chufan in front of Su Yue intentionally or unintentionally.

"Yuer, Xiaofan is learning horseback riding recently. Do you want to go and see him?"

"Yuer, Xiaofan made some snacks today and saved a portion for you."

"Yuer, Xiaofan said he wants to learn sword from Ayan, what do you think?"

Su Yue didn't notice it at first, but after hearing it so many times, she finally couldn't help but raise her eyebrows: "A Qian, why do you always mention Xiao Fan recently?"

Zhou Ziqian blinked: "Is there?"

"Yes." Su Yue pinched his face, "Are you planning something?"

Zhou Ziqian coughed lightly: "I just think... Xiaofan is not young anymore, it's time to consider marriage."

Su Yue was stunned: "Marriage?"

"Yes." Zhou Ziqian pretended to be worried. "He is a prince after all. If he marries someone casually, I'm afraid he will be wronged."

Su Yue seemed to be lost in thought.

She had indeed always treated Zhou Chufan as her younger brother. After all, when she met him, he was less than sixteen years old. She was not a beast, so how could she have any feelings for a teenager?

But now, Zhou Chufan is already eighteen years old.

He was no longer the sickly young boy, but a tall and handsome young prince.

"..." Su Yue was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Ah Qian, are you trying to match me up with Xiao Fan?"

Zhou Ziqian blushed: "I just think... he's pretty good."

Su Yue laughed: "Are you trying to push me into the fire pit?"

"How could it be!" Zhou Ziqian was anxious, "Xiao Fan has a good temper and is sensible, and..."

"And what?"

"And he likes you." Zhou Ziqian whispered, "very much."

Su Yue was stunned.

She is not a fool, she can more or less sense what Zhou Chufan is thinking.

But she had been deliberately avoiding him because she didn't want to let him down or let him down.

But now, the marriage law has changed, and Zhou Chufan will never be forced to marry again.

in case……

If she really has feelings for him, then can she... give it a try?

Su Yue decided to have a good talk with Zhou Chufan.

She deliberately chose a sunny afternoon to wait for him in the garden of the Su Mansion.

When Zhou Chufan came, he was holding a bunch of freshly picked wild flowers in his hand. When he saw her, his eyes lit up: "Sister!"

Su Yue took the flowers with a smile: "Why did you suddenly give me flowers?"

"Because..." Zhou Chufan's ears turned red, "Because it looks good."

Su Yue looked at him and suddenly realized that he had really grown up.

He is no longer the skinny boy, but a tall and straight young man.

Her eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, and when she smiles, her eyes are curved as if filled with stars.