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

"Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. I'm much better now!"

"We apologize for having you stay in the woodshed to recover!" They simply don't have any extra rooms left!

They could only be settled in the woodshed. "Your Majesty, you are too kind. There is nothing wrong here. It is already a blessing that you are alive!"

The fact that they were able to save him and help him find a doctor is already a blessing from heaven, how could I possibly look down on them!

He spoke with his head down, avoiding any eye contact with Han Zixuan.

Han Zixuan noticed his unease and guessed it was because of her.

As the two were talking, Shen Qingxi had already brought the food to An Jinglan's bedside!

"In that case, An Jinglan, please finish your meal first. We'll head out now!"

"Young Master An, just leave your food on the table after you finish eating, and I'll come and collect it later!"

"Thank you!"

The night passed peacefully, and as dawn broke, Han Zixuan got up early.

After stretching his limbs, he started practicing Baduanjin (Eight Pieces of Brocade) in the yard!

This not only strengthens the body but also heats it up quickly!

To participate in scientific expeditions, one must not only have solid knowledge, but also a strong body.

After all, the exams last for several days, and all the eating, drinking, relieving oneself, and sleeping are done in a small cell.

Moreover, the weather wasn't very warm in early February!

She had to prepare early, and feeling a warmth spreading through her body, Han Zixuan began to go out.

I would run around the fields at the foot of the mountain, and when I got home, I would bury myself in books and start reading and reciting.

As she read aloud, Shen Qingxi, An Jinglan, and Han's father had just woken up.

Shen Qingxi quietly went to the kitchen to cook, while An Jinglan heard Han Zixuan reading aloud.

He secretly admired her; it turned out that Lady Han was actually a scholar.

The Kingdom of Fenglin values ​​both literature and martial arts, and highly regards scholars.

Han's father got up without disturbing Han Zixuan, and his health has improved somewhat.

My chest doesn't hurt as much as before, and my vision is gradually becoming much clearer.

Now, ginseng chicken soup is made at home every two days, and An Jinglan, who is injured, also participates in it.

In the blink of an eye, three days had passed, and An Jinglan really didn't want to lie down anymore!

I'm starting to try getting out of bed and walking around. It's a beautiful day, sunny and bright.

The sky was a clear, bright blue. Shen Qingxi moved a chair into the sunlight and began making clothes for his wife.

Seeing An Jinglan come out, he quickly stepped forward to help him up, saying, "Brother Jinglan, take it easy. Sitting in the sun will help you recover faster."

After spending a few days together, we gradually became familiar with each other!

"Is Qingxi making clothes?"

"Yes, yes, clothes made for my wife." He finished speaking with his ears turning slightly red.

An Jinglan chuckled and teased, "Qingxi, what a fine husband you are!"

"Oh, Brother Jinglan..."

The two were chatting and joking around, while Han Zixuan inside the house was concentrating on practicing calligraphy!

His brows were furrowed, as if he were facing a massive army!

I picked up my pen, took a deep breath, and carefully examined what I had written, comparing it with the calligraphy model.

They are not exactly the same, but rather completely unrelated.

Han Zixuan's handwriting is illegible even with a pen, let alone with a soft, limp brush.

"Who invented calligraphy? It's practically a form of torture!"

"I refuse to believe I can't master it."

Despite grumbling, I picked up my pen again and started practicing.

These past few days have been a huge blow. I picked up my pen with great confidence to write, but I just couldn't get the hang of it.

Her calligraphy was just a large blot of ink.

The basket was already piled high with round balls of paper!

Just then, there was a knocking sound at the door, "Bang! Bang!"

"Is Han's girl home?"

Han Zixuan opened the door when she heard someone calling her.

Seeing Shen Qingxi get up and go to open the door, he quickly stopped her.

"Qingxi, don't move, I'll go check on her!"

Shen Qingxi nodded and sat quietly with An Jinglan.

Han Zixuan strode over and opened the door.

"Aunt Zhang?"

Outside the door stood the village chief, Zhang Guihua, but behind her were two female constables dressed in yamen runner uniforms and carrying knives!

Han Zixuan's eyes sharpened, but she calmly turned back to Zhang Guihua and asked.

"What's wrong, Aunt Zhang?"

Zhang Guihua looked at the two people behind her and spoke with a smile.

"Han girl, it's nothing serious. These two ladies from the government want to ask you some questions!"

Zhang Guihua was also puzzled. The two ladies only said they wanted to ask Han Zixuan about something, and didn't say a word else.

Han Zixuan bowed to the two ladies of the officialdom, then went straight out and closed the courtyard gate!

"If the two ladies have any questions, I will certainly answer them to the best of my ability, but my household is entirely populated by men."

"It's inconvenient, let's talk outside!"

It's likely that these two people came for Wang Mei and the others.

Let's not scare Dad and Qingxi!

Zhang Guihua smiled and replied, "It's true. The two ladies may inquire here!"

The two ladies exchanged a glance and nodded to each other. One of them then asked seriously.

"Were Zhang Ercui, Liu Daniu, Sun Hui, and Wang Mei previously on good terms with you?"

Han Zixuan nodded, "Yes!" Many people already knew about this, so there was no need for her to hide it!

"But I haven't seen them since I married my husband!"

"Oh? Why? Aren't you friends?" The official's wife stared at Han Zixuan with some suspicion, trying to find some information on her face!

Who is Han Zixuan? She killed at least 8,000,000,000 zombies in the apocalypse.

His expression had long been numb, and he spoke calmly.

"They're just a bunch of fair-weather friends! They have a seriously ill father and a newlywed husband."

They all need to go downstairs to take care of them; I'm the only breadwinner in the family now. How can I still call them friends?

Zhang Guihua was very gratified to hear this; Han Yatou was finally able to support the family!

The two ladies frowned and nodded, their gazes toward Han Zixuan becoming much more amiable.

Han Zixuan asked the two women with an innocent expression, "Why are you two ladies asking them?"

The official's wife admitted, "Three days ago, our yamen received a report from someone."

They said their wife and daughter hadn't returned for several days, and that all four women had disappeared at the same time!

"The magistrate ordered us to investigate. We heard from the younger sister of one of the families that they came to see you a few days ago!"

We haven't heard from you since, so we came here to investigate and ask you questions!

Han Zixuan nodded and then shook her head, looking completely bewildered, and said, "They came to see me a few days ago? I didn't see any of them!"

Zhang Guihua spoke up again, "Yes, yes, none of these people came to the village today!"

A few hooligans and thugs, who might also be involved in petty theft, would make the entire village on high alert whenever they came to the village.

The two ladies frowned for a moment, then instructed, "If you have any news about these people, be sure to report it to the authorities immediately!"

Han Zixuan nodded, "Don't worry, Madam, I will definitely keep it in mind and will not hide any information!"

There don't seem to be any clues here. Where could a few grown people go?

They've disappeared without a trace, are they going to keep searching everywhere?

They investigated for a long time and learned that these people were not good people either.

Perhaps it was that chivalrous woman who rid the people of a scourge!