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

Xuewenzhai is the largest study in the prefectural city, and it has all kinds of books.

Han Zixuan chose the Four Books: the Analects, the Great Learning, Mencius, and the Doctrine of the Mean; and the Five Classics: the Spring and Autumn Annals, the Book of Rites, the Book of Poetry, the Book of Changes, and the Book of Documents.

There are also some poetry collections, articles and travelogues written by some celebrities.

Han Zixuan also took the Hundred Family Surnames and the Thousand Character Classic!

This is what I plan to teach my son when I get home! With the book, I'll also need to prepare the Four Treasures of the Study.

We ordered two sets of each: writing brush, ink, paper, and inkstone!

Finally, carrying a stack of items, he arrived at the counter, which really surprised the shop owner.

"Does this lady want all of these?"

Han Zixuan nodded, "Settle the bill with the boss!" She now considered herself to have several thousand taels of silver.

The shopkeeper chuckled and picked up the abacus to start fiddling with it.

After a series of rapid-fire sounds, the shopkeeper finally gave a number.

"Your Majesty, the total is one hundred and thirty-seven taels and six mace. You can give me one hundred and thirty-seven taels!"

Although I was mentally prepared, I was still shocked by this number!

These things alone cost over 130 taels of silver. No wonder ordinary people have no chance of getting ahead.

The very first hurdle—buying books—has stumped many people.

This doesn't even include the tuition fees at the school and the literary and poetry gatherings with classmates.

Han Zixuan took out two hundred-tael silver notes from her bosom and handed them to the shopkeeper.

I leisurely bought some local specialties from the prefecture, including pastries and fabrics.

We bought over 500 jin of grain and all sorts of seasonings.

Finally, they returned home laden with their spoils.

"Young master, what is your surname?" Qingxi asked after feeding An Jinglan his medicine.

The two started chatting. "My name is An Jinglan!"

"Oh, then I'll call you Young Master An from now on!"

"Qingxi, just call me Jinglan!" In just half a day, the two chatted animatedly.

The two also gained a basic understanding of each other.

It wasn't until dusk that Han Zixuan drove the carriage home.

"Qingxi, I'm back!" She really enjoyed the feeling of being greeted at home.

So every time she came back from going out, she would wait at the door for her husband to greet her.

As expected, upon hearing his wife's voice, Shen Qingxi quickly walked towards the door.

With a face full of joy, An Jinglan, who was in the woodshed, also saw the mistress of the Han family through the window of the woodshed.

As soon as Shen Qingxi opened the door, Han Zixuan hugged her tightly.

He rested his chin on Shen Qingxi's shoulder and said, "Qingxi, I missed you so much!"

This intimate gesture made Shen Qingxi a little stiff, but he remembered that the person holding him was his wife.

He didn't want to push her away anymore, and responded to Han Zixuan with a flushed face.

"My lady, I miss you too!" Although it felt embarrassing, there was no one else around.

Han Zixuan smiled upon hearing the response and gently released her husband.

However, he didn't let go of her hand. "I went to the prefectural city today and brought back a lot of snacks and food that we don't have here."

I think it tastes great, I'll get it for you to try later.

"Oh, thank you, my lady. Let's go inside quickly! Don't keep Father waiting!"

Han Zixuan and Shen Qingxi moved the things from the carriage into the house together.

Worried that the heavy load would tire out her young husband, she gave him a special instruction.

"Qingxi, this one's lighter, you move this one!"

An Jinglan took in everything the two of them said and did.

What a loving couple! You can tell that Ms. Han adores her husband.

I wonder if my future wife will love me as much as she does!

He thought of the young lady of the Rongbo family, although the two had never met.

An Jinglan's eyes were full of anticipation and longing for their future marriage.

"Xuan'er is finally back. Why are you so late today?"

As soon as I entered, I heard Han's father asking a question.

"Father, I went to the prefectural city today and bought some books. I'm preparing to take the imperial examination."

Father Han was shocked and hesitated before speaking, "Xuan'er...you really...but you haven't been to school for so long!"

"Father, I remember everything Mother taught me when she was alive."

I just don't want to spend a few days at home studying and reinforcing all the books.

Leave anything you don't understand or don't know for sure for later at the end of the month to go to the county town to find a school and ask the teacher for guidance!

"Dad, I want to give it a try."

Han Zixuan explained her plans, and there was no need to hide them from them.

Han's father's hands trembled, his eyes slightly moist, "Good...good...Xuan'er has ambition, if your mother were still here..."

The wife must be very pleased to see Xuan'er working so hard!

Since his wife passed away, he has placed all his hopes on Xuan'er.

They hoped she could become a scholar like the wife, but Xuan'er refused to go to school again half a year after the wife left.

He felt extremely guilty, believing that he had failed to properly educate his daughter.

Now that Xuan'er is willing to go back to school, he will continue to support her education even if it means going blind from exhaustion!

If Xuan'er can pass the imperial examination, he will have the face to face his wife a hundred years from now.

Han Zixuan quickly comforted her father, "Dad, why are you crying again? The doctor said you must take good care of your eyes."

"Don't you want to see our Han family prosper!"

Mr. Han nodded hurriedly, "Okay, don't cry, Dad will take good care of his health and watch my daughter achieve great success."

After finally calming down Han's father, Han Zixuan saw that the sky had already darkened!

Changing the subject, "It's time for dinner, let's eat first!"

Qingxi quickly replied, "Yes, my lady, wait for me, I'll serve the rice right away."

Once the food was laid out, Shen Qingxi remembered something.

He inwardly sighed at his carelessness, then turned to Han Zixuan, "My lady, Young Master An has woken up!"

Han Zixuan was taken aback. "Who? What Young Master An?"

Shen Qingxi quickly explained, "It's the person my wife saved yesterday!"

Han Zixuan then remembered that there was someone else at home. "Oh, you're awake! When did you wake up?"

"Not long after the mistress left, Young Master An woke up! Young Master An speaks very gently and pleasantly!"

He knows so much! We talked for a long time!

Han Zixuan chuckled, "Looks like you two had a great chat! You became friends so quickly."

It's rare to see Qingxi so lively, like a child eager to share with others.

Shen Qingxi lowered his eyelids and said, "Young Master An's manner of speaking suggests he is from a distinguished family."

I'm afraid... This difference in status probably makes it impossible for us to be friends!

Seeing his little husband suddenly looking listless, he reached out and stroked his head.

"No matter what you are like, Qingxi is the best in my heart."

Shen Qingxi's face also lit up with a smile, "My wife is the best in my heart!"

He's already very lucky, so why worry about it? "Father, you eat first, I'll go deliver food to Young Master An!"

An Jinglan is still unable to get out of bed, so he has to deliver the meals to the woodshed.

"It's alright, I'll go with you and meet this Young Master An!"

The two arrived at An Jinglan's place together, and An Jinglan, who was in the room, heard footsteps.

Looking up, he saw Shen Qingxi and his wife. "Young Master An, I've brought you dinner! Oh, and my wife is back too!"

"Oh, thank you, Qingxi."

Han Zixuan stood at a distance and asked, "Is Young Master An feeling any better?"

The dim candlelight cast a soft glow on An Jinglan's face, making his features appear even more delicate.

Now that he's sober, there's a faint sense of detachment in his eyes.

She is also a rare beauty!

An Jinglan nodded, "I haven't yet thanked the Lady for saving my life."

Han Zixuan waved her hand, "It was nothing! How are you feeling, young master? Is there anything else that's bothering you?"