Transmigrating Female Supreme: The Peerless Husband Depends on Me

Chapter 382: Pamper your husbands to the sky!



Chapter 382: Pamper your husbands to the sky!

Returning to the Su Mansion, Su Yue just stepped through the gate and was stunned by the scene before her.

Inside the vermilion lacquer gate, the entire courtyard looks brand new.

The corridor was hung with festive red silk lanterns, the courtyard was covered with a brocade carpet embroidered with lotus flowers, and even the century-old crabapple tree was tied with red ribbons, dancing in the breeze under the setting sun.

Her eight husbands, dressed in their wedding attire, lined up in a row in front of the main hall.

Everyone is dressed up and looks so beautiful that you can't take your eyes off them.

Liang Junze stood at the front, wearing a moon-white wedding dress embroidered with silver bamboo, which made him look even more gentle like jade.

He held the wedding wine cup from their bridal chamber in his hand, his eyes smiling: "Yuer is finally back." His voice was like the sound of a clear spring hitting jade, with the elegance and composure unique to a young master from an aristocratic family.

Gu Qingyan stood beside him, her black wedding dress embroidered with an eagle with spread wings in gold thread.

The Shadow Pavilion Master still had a stern expression on his face, but he held the wedding banner that read "May you have a happy marriage for a hundred years" upright.

Seeing Su Yue looking at him, the tips of his ears turned slightly red, and he turned his face away awkwardly, but he slammed the long sword in his hand heavily to the ground, shocking several young men who were hiding on the wall and peeking almost to fall down.

"Yu'er, look here~" Mu Feng walked forward holding the mandarin duck quilt.

He was wearing a light blue wedding suit with a lifelike flounder embroidered on the hem.

Those affectionate eyes were sparkling and so gentle that water could drip out of them.

When she walked, the jade pendant on her waist jingled, like a clear stream flowing through a mountain stream.

Lin Yuxuan suddenly poked his head out from behind Mu Feng.

He was wearing an apricot-yellow wedding gown with herbal patterns all over the lapels, which made his skin look as white as snow.

The miracle doctor puffed out his cheeks and shook a green porcelain bottle in his hand: "My newly developed 'Hundred Butterflies Powder' will make you itch for three days! Let's see who dares to go after Yue'er!" Although he was saying harsh words, his round almond-shaped eyes were as innocent as a child's.

The Shangguan brothers stood side by side, one in crimson purple, the other in indigo, both wearing the standard wedding attire for military generals.

Shangguan Haochen wielded the golden scale lively, the red agate on the sword tassel jingling. "Sister, please lift my veil! This time I want the tiger embroidery!"

Shangguan Haomu held the love pillow calmly, and only when Su Yue looked at him did a hint of heat flash in his eyes, which were always calm and composed.

Shen Yunyan stood quietly aside, with silver lines faintly visible on her snow-blue wedding dress.

He has always been taciturn, and at this moment he just silently handed a sword wrapped in red silk to Su Yue.

The slender fingers tapped lightly on the scabbard - it was clearly the scabbard that Su Yue had given him as a birthday gift.

"Sister~" Zhou Ziqian was the last one to step forward, pulling Su Yue's sleeve and shaking it gently.

He was wearing a crimson palace wedding gown, with a phoenix embroidered with gold thread, shining brightly in the sunset.

The young man from a royal family raised his face, and the teardrop mole at the corner of his eye added a bit of charm: "I have already told the Queen Mother that I will issue an edict tomorrow saying that the Su Mansion will not accept new people..." As he said this, he suddenly coughed twice, which immediately made Su Yue hug his waist with heartache.

Su Yue looked at the eight men in front of her, each with his own unique style, and her heart was burning with joy.

She remembered everyone's wedding day - Liang Junze's dignity, Gu Qingyan's awkwardness, Mu Feng's gentleness, Lin Yuxuan's innocence, Shangguan brothers' heroism, Shen Yunyan's helplessness, Zhou Ziqian's pampering... Each one was a treasure in her heart.

"Yue'er is stunned?" Liang Junze chuckled and took her hand and placed it on his heart. "We have agreed that from now on..."

"We take turns wearing wedding clothes and going out every day!" Shangguan Haochen said quickly.

"Hang a sign on the door of the mansion that says 'There is an evil man inside.'" Gu Qingyan added in a cold voice.

"I'm responsible for preparing the itching powder." Lin Yuxuan shook the medicine bottle.

"I...I am embroidering new clothes for Yue'er." Mu Feng said with a red face.

Shen Yunyan silently stuffed a stack of land deeds into Su Yue's hands - all of them were the mansions of several neighboring families who wanted to propose marriage.

Zhou Ziqian threw himself into Su Yue's arms: "Sister~"

Su Yue couldn't bear it any longer and hugged all eight of them.

Her husbands, who were usually either dignified or aloof, were now jealous of her to this extent.

This strong love made her heart ache.

"Having you is enough for me." She kissed each of them on the forehead one by one. "I will never be able to spoil you enough in this life, the next life, or even the rest of my life."

As dusk deepened, the red lanterns in the courtyard lit up one after another.

The eight husbands surrounded their wives and walked towards the inner courtyard, their clothes fluttering in the wind, as if it was a dream that would never end.

Outside the wall, a few young men who were unwilling to give up were climbing up the wall to peek, but they were frightened by Gu Qingyan's glare and fell down.

Lin Yuxuan took the opportunity to sprinkle some medicine powder, and suddenly a wailing sound was heard outside the wall.

"Serves them right!" Zhou Ziqian leaned on Su Yue's shoulder and said softly, "Who told them to try to snatch my sister away..."

Su Yue smiled and pinched the tip of his nose, her eyes sweeping over every handsome face.

She knew that tomorrow the capital would be filled with new stories about Lord Su being "henpecked".

But so what? In this world where women are king, she chooses to go against the grain and pamper her husbands to the heavens!

The next morning

"Master Su is truly blessed!" the Minister of Rites said in a pinched voice, "I heard your family held another wedding yesterday? How many times has this happened?"

Su Yue remained calm and said, "Excuse me, my wives were just joking."

"Nonsense!" The old tutor trembled with anger. "A man should be chaste and quiet. How can you flaunt it like this?"

"I think Lord Su is a good steward of the household," the young Vice Minister of the Honglu Temple suddenly said. "The Book of Rites says, 'Within the boudoir, there is harmony and joy.' The harmony within the Su household is a sign of good fortune."

"Ridiculous!" The Minister of War slammed the table and stood up. "A dignified fourth-rank official was completely controlled by a few men. If this gets out, wouldn't it be a laughing stock?"

There was a lot of noise in the court, and the empress suddenly chuckled.

The whole hall suddenly fell silent.

"I found something interesting yesterday," the empress said, leisurely fiddling with the jade paperweight on the imperial desk. "Mr. Gu from the Su family had a new sword made at a weapon shop on the main street of the capital. The scabbard is engraved with 'Su Mansion Exorcist Sword,' and the tassel is specially decorated with eight heart-shaped knots."

Some ministers couldn't help laughing out loud.

"There's something even better." A mischievous look flashed in the Empress's eyes. "The young master of the Shangguan family is telling a story in a teahouse. He's been telling the story 'Lord Su Rejects Eighteen Beauties' for three consecutive days. I heard every show is packed?"

Su Yue's ears burned, but she saw the empress suddenly become serious: "I think that Su Qing's devotion has saved a lot of trouble in forming cliques and engaging in personal gain. It's better than some families..." She glanced meaningfully at several important officials, "who have a fire in their backyard every day and still have the mind to meddle in other people's affairs."

In the Beijing Teahouse

"Have you heard? In order to please her husband, Master Su specially built a Star-Picking Tower in her mansion!"

"What's that? The other day, Mr. Mu wanted to eat lychees, so Lord Su directly chartered a fast ship to transport them from Lingnan!"

"The most amazing thing is that on General Gu's birthday, Lord Su actually asked His Majesty for three days of leave to accompany him to practice swordplay and appreciate plum blossoms..."

In the private room on the second floor, Zhou Ziqian was eating melon seeds while nudging Su Yue: "Sister, now the whole capital is saying that you are the 'most henpecked minister'!"

Su Yue smiled and wiped the melon seed crumbs from the corner of his mouth: "Then Ah Qian, will you maintain this reputation for your wife?"

Su Yue looked at the bustling streets and suddenly remembered the empress's meaningful words that day: "Su Qing, do you know why I helped you out?"

"because......"

"Because I am fed up with those endless marriages." The empress threw the memorial on the table, "Sitting on this throne, even who I favor will be criticized by others." She suddenly looked at Su Yue, "Those eight people in your house..."

"It is my weak spot, but also my armor."

The Empress laughed loudly: "What a great armor for your weak spot! Reward!"

At this moment, Su Yue held her husbands' hands tightly.

What does this worldly perspective mean? She insists on living in this feudal dynasty and becoming known as a doting husband!


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