Transmigrating to a Female-Dominated World: Pampering My Little Husband

When they came down the mountain, their baskets were full of firewood.

"Bang, bang, Qingxi, I'm back! Open the door!"

The two people in the room exchanged a glance, and Shen Qingxi looked at Han's father with some hesitation.

A faint blush rose to her cheeks. "Father, is this really how it has to be?"

Mr. Han nodded, "Yes, yes, she's your wife, you can just sneak a peek!"

We can't tell him the real reason, lest we scare the child!

Shen Qingxi quickly went to open the door and saw that Han Zixuan was carrying so much firewood.

A pang of heartache shot through me. "My wife, why are you carrying so much? I should have gone with you!"

"Hey, this weight is nothing. I also hunted some game on the mountain!"

We also caught a goat. I'll feed it some hay later; I think it's about to give birth.

That way we'll have a few more in our family!

Shen Qingxi was delighted to see the goat and took it, removing all of Han Zixuan's belongings!

After settling in, Han's father heard the commotion and came out to check. He saw that Shen Qingxi was only busy feeding the sheep and cleaning the pheasants.

He completely forgot what he had been told and appeared at the door of the main room, leaning on a cane.

He gently tapped the ground. "Cough cough!"

Shen Qingxi then turned her head and suddenly remembered something.

Han Zixuan also heard her father coughing. "Dad, you're not better yet, so don't come out in the wind!"

"Oh, oh, okay, I'm going back to my room!" Han's father looked flustered and quickly went back to his room.

However, his eyes remained fixed on the movements in the yard!

Shen Qingxi hesitated before speaking, "Wife... Mistress, um... I boiled water for you, you must be tired after a long day."

Go take a shower first, I'll cook!

Han Zixuan raised an eyebrow. "My little husband is so considerate?"

He chuckled and replied, "Okay, I'll go wash up!"

After stacking all the firewood, head to the west wing! That's where the bathing area is.

Seeing Han Zixuan leave, Shen Qingxi looked around the main room somewhat awkwardly.

Carefully carrying a bucket of hot water, I walked towards the shower room!

He knocked gently on the door. "My lady... hot water, I've brought you some."

Han Zixuan, who was in the wooden tub, was startled and shrank her body further down.

Feeling the temperature of the water in the wooden tub, she said, "No need for Qingxi, the hot water is enough!" Her little husband is so thoughtful.

Hearing his wife's refusal, Shen Qingxi outside became anxious, then thought, "Wife...would you like me...to rub your back?"

Han Zixuan then realized that Qingxi seemed to be acting strangely!

After frowning and thinking for a moment, I'm afraid there might be a problem.

"I don't need Qingxi, I can manage on my own!"

Let's ask Qingxi more carefully later tonight!

Helpless, Shen Qingxi could only go and cook first, while Han Zixuan washed up.

Steaming from his body, he entered the main room and saw the food laid out on the table.

Seeing that Han's father and Qingxi both looked rather strange, she was very puzzled.

Ming was perfectly fine this morning. I was only gone for a day, but I have a feeling that the two of them are hiding something from me!

"Father, Qingxi, what's wrong?"

When asked in a soft voice, Han's father trembled and his eyes darted around.

"Oh, Xuan'er...it's...nothing, what could be wrong!"

"Ahem, eat quickly!"

"Wife... Wife, let's eat." Shen Qingxi quickly served Han Zixuan a bowl of rice.

His complexion looked a little off, but Han Zixuan noticed and didn't ask any further questions.

After eating quickly, Shen Qingxi returned to her room, lit a concoction, and sat down to sew clothes.

Han Zixuan then went to bed early, saying she was too tired!

After a quarter of an hour, Shen Qingxi quietly went to the bedside to check on her.

Seeing that his wife was asleep, he gently lifted Han Zixuan's inner garment!

Han Zixuan, who was pretending to be asleep, was inwardly excited. What was her little husband going to do?

Soon I felt a slight coolness coming from my lower back.

Han Zixuan mustered her mental strength and prepared herself!

Shen Qingxi blushed instantly when he saw his wife's fair skin!

Only after looking closely and noticing the birthmark on the side of his waist did he slowly pull his wife's clothes back up!

I pulled the covers back up and quietly opened the door to go out.

Han Zixuan on the bed suddenly opened her eyes, her expression slightly stern. She wanted to see what was going on.

He was surprised that the two of them had kept it from him, and his mental energy instantly surged forth.

With the image forming in her mind, Shen Qingxi went to the main room.

"How is it?" Mr. Han asked anxiously, his eyes filled with both expectation and fear!

Shen Qingxi nodded to Han's father, "Father, I saw the wife's birthmark!"

Then, looking puzzled, he asked Han's father, "Why did you want me to see my wife's birthmark?"

He didn't understand why his father insisted on making him look at his wife's birthmark!

When Han's father heard about the birthmark, the huge weight that had been hanging over him finally lifted.

He let out a long breath and saw Qingxi looking at him curiously.

He coughed lightly. "Ahem, it's nothing. It's getting late, you should go home and get some sleep!"

What did he say? Did he say he suspected his daughter was a ghost?

Seeing that Han's father was unwilling to talk about it, Shen Qingxi didn't ask any further questions.

Han Zixuan overheard their conversation and reached out to touch her lower back.

There's a birthmark here. Could it be that Mr. Han suspects he's not her daughter?

That's right, it would be strange if you didn't suspect something if your own daughter had changed so much in just a few days.

But he didn't know that it was the same body, only the soul was different!

It seems that Han's father did not tell Shen Qingxi his suspicions.

Seeing the two separate, Shen Qingxi also went back to her room.

Seeing that his wife was still fast asleep, he felt relieved and took off his shoes to get into bed.

He moved closer to Han Zixuan, smelled his wife's scent, and fell into a deep sleep!

On Han's father's side, he knelt before Han's mother's memorial tablet, his lips trembling slightly.

“My lady, I shouldn’t have doubted Xuan’er. Her recovery must be thanks to your blessing from heaven.”

Seeing this, Han Zixuan thought to herself that her father had dispelled his suspicions about her.

That's perfect, at least we didn't have to invite a Taoist priest to our home to perform rituals.

It was just a trivial matter, and everyone was relieved!

The next day, a light drizzle began to fall, and the temperature suddenly dropped.

Shen Qingxi felt the chill and instinctively looked for a source of warmth, then rubbed against it. (Han Zixuan)

Han Zixuan felt the movement of the person in her arms, and looked down to see Qingxi's sleeping face.

He lay quietly in his arms, his long eyelashes drooping, casting a fan-shaped shadow under his eyes, like butterfly wings gently covering his face.

A few strands of hair were messy on her forehead, her breathing was even, and her chest rose and fell slightly.

Looking at his sleeping face, time seemed to stand still. Shamefully, she felt an impulsive desire.

What the hell? That stupid thought that just flashed through my head!

Cough cough! I didn't have this thought before; it must be this body's idea.

He secretly cursed in his heart, "What a beast! According to the age standards in China, Shen Qingxi is still a flower of the motherland!"

To stop her delusions, Han Zixuan quickly got out of bed, moving very quietly.

I tucked the blanket around Qingxi and went outside to breathe some fresh air to calm my restless heart.

Looking at the rain curtain on the horizon, Han Zixuan stretched her body.

The rainwater falling on the ground carried a faint, damp, earthy smell, along with the stench of blood.

Han Zixuan frowned. The strong smell of blood in the rain meant that the distance was very close.