The Command to Pamper the Husband - Chapter 1

The cold wind howled, and the northern wind roared.

However, the study in the residence of the First Prince was warm, heated by a ground dragon. Leaning against a soft couch, the First Prince didn’t lift his eyes from the book in his hand.

“Have the men been sent out?” he asked.

A servant bowed respectfully and replied, “A total of thirty death warriors have gone to Yuzhou.”

The First Prince’s lips curled into a cold smile. “Don’t let him come back alive.”

The servant agreed but hesitated for a moment before asking, “Your Highness, the Fourth Prince is the least favored. His Majesty rarely even sees him. The case he is investigating in Yuzhou has nothing to do with you. Why…?”

The First Prince lifted his gaze, looking at the servant over the edge of the book.

“I recently read a few storybooks. In most of these books, the one who ends up inheriting the throne is either a sickly prince or one who was initially disregarded. Someone like me, who has had smooth sailing from the start, never ends well.”

The servant was speechless…

Assassinate the Fourth Prince just because of this? Really… preparing for a rainy day! Stunned by this reason, the servant was at a loss for words and quietly left.

As soon as he left, the First Prince continued reading his book.

“If I kill everyone, no one will compete with me. It’s better to kill the wrong person than to let them go. Which of these princes doesn’t have suspicions of vying for the throne? They wouldn’t be wrongfully killed! Like picking the softest persimmon to squeeze, the Fourth Prince is the softest.”

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In Yuzhou, the northern wind could not blow away the drooping willows of the south.

In a sunny courtyard, the sound of paddles could be heard repeatedly.

Master Song stood with a stern face under the porch, glaring at the person in front of him, gnashing his teeth. “Do you dare to do it again?”

Song Jin…

One moment, she was holding a bowl of brown sugar water, clutching her stomach, and shouting to the sky, “Let me be a man!”

As soon as she shouted, she heard a crack of thunder above her head.

And then…

She was here.

The paddle landed on her buttocks with a crack, hurting her so much she couldn’t think.

She shouted, “I don’t dare, I don’t dare! I will never do it again. Whatever you want me to do, I’ll do it. Whatever you don’t want me to do, I absolutely won’t do it!”

Before she finished speaking, she saw the old man’s face across from her showing a look of shock.

Shock? Shocked by what? Isn’t admitting mistakes the right thing to do? This is a survival instinct.

If she didn’t admit her mistakes, she’d be beaten to death!

Master Song frowned, staring deeply at Song Jin for a moment, then raised his hand.

The paddles that were falling on Song Jin immediately stopped. The two servants wielding them looked at Master Song.

“Wan Xi, take the young master back.”

Song Jin…

Young master?

Following the order, a servant immediately ran to Song Jin’s side, picked her up, and carried her away swiftly.

After they left, Master Song took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. “What did that troublemaker just say?”

The servant respectfully replied, “The young master said that from now on, he will listen to you in everything.”

A complex light flickered in Master Song’s eyes. He stood in the courtyard for a moment before turning to go back inside.

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Pine Fragrance Courtyard.

Wan Xi carefully placed Song Jin on the bed, removed her blood-stained trousers, and cleaned the blood.

Lying there, with her buttocks burning with pain, Song Jin clearly and strongly accepted a fact: she had transmigrated.

Moreover, judging by her clothes and the words of that old man just now, she was now the eldest young master, a man!

So, Heaven had heard her plea and fulfilled her wish in this way? Although her buttocks hurt, her heart was filled with a surge of excitement.

Hehe, she’s a man now.

Laughing mischievously inside, Song Jin endured the pain and reached into her clothes.

As soon as her hand touched her chest, her mischievous laughter stopped abruptly.

Uh…

Why is her chest wrapped in cloth?

Inside the cloth, it seemed…

Oh my god!

This body is a woman’s!

She transmigrated only to remain a woman, and a woman disguised as a man! Feeling as if her heart had been twisted, Song Jin lay on the bed, utterly dejected.

What had she done to deserve this!

Struck by lightning, beaten with a paddle, and now a woman disguised as a man.

Why did she even transmigrate!

Heaven, were you dozing off when you transported me?

“Young Master, I need to apply medicine. It will hurt a bit, please bear with it.”

Wan Xi, holding a bottle of medicine, spoke to Song Jin with a face full of concern.

Song Jin shivered, quickly turning over.

“Ah, my butt!” She cried out, tears welling up as she glared at Wan Xi. “Get out!”

She was a woman; how could she let a servant apply medicine! Wan Xi’s eye twitched, looking at Song Jin with confusion.

“Young Master, if I leave, what about your butt? The medicine must be applied, or it will scar. Also, your bloody trousers need to be changed.”

Song Jin took a deep breath, unable to speak, only staring at Wan Xi.

Wan Xi felt uneasy under her gaze, touched his face, and said blankly, “Young Master, why are you looking at me? To be honest, today’s incident wasn’t entirely Old Master’s fault. You wanted to wear a skirt out of spite; it scared both Old Master and me.”

With a small glance at Wan Xi, Song Jin pondered. This meant that this guy, Wan Xi, knew she was a woman?

He knew she was a woman and still wanted to apply medicine…

Song Jin’s eyes scanned Wan Xi from head to toe, then she beckoned him over.

Wan Xi dumbly stepped forward. “What is it, Young Master…”

Startled, Wan Xi clutched his chest and screamed, “Young Master!”

Song Jin, satisfied, turned over and lay back down. “Just kidding, apply the medicine.”

Wan Xi…

Is she crazy!

It seemed that after applying the medicine, it was necessary for Old Master to get a doctor to check the Young Master’s head. Perhaps she had eaten too much pig brain lately!

As the cool medicine was applied to her buttocks, the burning pain eased. Whether it was due to the exhaustion from transmigrating or the effect of the medicine, Song Jin fell asleep before Wan Xi finished applying the medicine.

In her dream, she wandered like a ghost through the Song family mansion.

This was high-level; even in her dream, she had a navigation system.

Not only did it come with navigation, but also character analysis.

After the dream ended, Song Jin had a rough understanding of the Song family’s affairs and her own original self.

The Song family was a merchant household, and their business was very, very large!

Her original self was also named Song Jin.

She had been disguised as a man since childhood, with only her father, Master Song, and Wan Xi knowing she was a woman.

She had followed her master to study literature and martial arts from a young age and was considered a young prodigy. However, she had a strange temperament, always opposing her father without exception.

Yesterday, Master Song suggested she take the imperial examination to enter the officialdom.

The original Song Jin refused outright, her reason being clear: she was a woman. Once discovered, the entire family would be exterminated.

Master Song naturally did not back down, patting his chest and guaranteeing she would not be exposed.

To dispel Master Song’s dangerous idea, the original Song Jin threatened that if Master Song signed her up for the exam, she would immediately wear a skirt and go out in public.

To intimidate Master Song, she even went out to buy hairpins.

In a fit of rage, Master Song gave her a beating.

In her dream, Song Jin was extremely curious.

What was her father thinking? Why raise a good daughter as a son?

Moreover, the Song family was a merchant household. If she was raised as a son, she could have inherited the family business. Why risk her life to take the imperial examination?

Although she didn’t understand this, Song Jin realized why Master Song was shocked when she admitted her mistake and begged for mercy.

From childhood to adulthood, Song Jin not only opposed her father in everything but also had a stubborn mouth and never admitted defeat!!!

What a troublesome child!

With the original’s memories, she could see that her father had a fervent fatherly love for her.

Too rebellious!

As the dream ended, three words suddenly appeared: Great Yan Dynasty.

These three words flashed with seven-colored light, echoing loudly: Great, Yan, Dynasty~~~

Song Jin’s heart skipped a beat, and she woke up.

In the Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming, and Qing dynasties, there was no Great Yan Dynasty!

Going back further, there was a state of Yan, but it wasn’t exactly the Great Yan Dynasty! Was this a legendary, fictional transmigration?