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

Zhang Yongqing and Jin Linmoyan exchanged a glance. Linmoyan then asked, "That's fine too. Tell us your name and address so we can write it down."

After thinking for a moment, Han Zixuan gave her name and the address of Qingshan Village.

"Uh, Ms. Han must come very early tomorrow," Zhang Yongqing added, not because he was afraid of scaring her.

Zhang Yongqing wanted to go home with the person immediately to keep an eye on things, lest someone steal him away!

Lin Moyan remained calm, saying, "See you tomorrow!" and then pulled Zhang Yongqing away.

Han Zixuan also spurred her horse to leave, and the two of them watched until the carriage turned the corner!

Zhang Yongqing looked around with some unease. "Senior sister, this person didn't give a fake name and address, did they?"

"It shouldn't be. Judging from how composed this woman is, she must be looking for a school to participate in the imperial examinations."

We can just wait patiently!

Han Zixuan felt relieved that she had solved the school problem and didn't need to go to other counties!

After all, Qingshan Village is relatively close to Mingxi County!

If it's too far, I'm afraid I'll have to leave early and return late every day.

When he returned home, he told his father and Shen Qingxi the news, and they were both very happy about it!

"Good, good, my Xuan'er is really amazing, she'll be starting school tomorrow!"

Oh, right, here's the silver note you gave your father before. Buy whatever you need when you get to the county town!

Han's father heard about the tuition fees for the school and what he needed to prepare.

Fearing that Han Zixuan might not have enough money, he wanted to give her the silver notes he had saved up.

Unexpectedly, Han Zixuan stopped him, saying, "Father, I don't need to take it. I have money on me."

If it's not enough, I'll let you know.

I have several thousand taels of savings in my own space; I'll leave a few hundred taels for my father to keep in peace.

At dinner time, four people sat down together to eat!

An Jinglan was able to move around slowly, so he no longer wanted to trouble Shen Qingxi to deliver things to him separately.

Eating with the Han family in the living room made him feel the warmth of family.

"Young Master An, your letter has been sent to you!"

It should take your grandparents three days to receive it!

This is the time given by the post station; because it's not too far, the time is a bit short.

An Jinglan nodded slightly, hoping that her grandparents wouldn't worry when they saw this!

He also wrote the address of Qingshan Village in his letter, hoping that his grandparents would send someone from the family to pick him up!

As for settling down in Kyoto, we can only discuss it with my grandparents later!

The next morning, Han Zixuan wore a new, elegant cotton dress.

She wore a light pink padded jacket on top and a light green plain long skirt on the bottom.

She was dressed in a fox fur cloak, looking every bit the noble lady.

Shen Qingxi stared wide-eyed, while Han Zixuan chuckled as she looked at her stunned husband.

Shen Qingxi gently leaned in and kissed him on the cheek before she came to her senses.

His face flushed red, "My lady..."

Han Zixuan smiled and instructed, "Even when I'm not home, you must practice writing the characters I taught you diligently."

Ever since Han Zixuan bought the books from the prefectural city and returned.

Every night, Han Zixuan would teach Shen Qingxi to recognize characters, starting with some simple numbers.

Han Zixuan's writing of the numbers she saw was acceptable. As for the other characters, Han Zixuan found calligraphy books by famous people for Shen Qingxi to learn by copying.

My handwriting is so bad it's unbearable to look at; I shouldn't mislead others!

Then I secretly seized the time to practice calligraphy, determined to improve my brush calligraphy!

"My lady, I understand. I will definitely practice diligently at home!"

Shen Qingxi was initially unwilling to learn to read because he felt that learning to read would interfere with his wife's studies.

Moreover, it was a waste for a man to learn such a thing, yet Han Zixuan rejected it outright.

"If Qingxi is unwilling to learn to read, then I will not study either!"

This startled Shen Qingxi, and she had no choice but to agree.

Every day, Han Zixuan would set aside an hour to teach Shen Qingxi.

Mr. Han saw this but did not stop them, thinking it was just a playful interaction between the young couple.

After Qingxi learned to read, the two of them were no longer at a loss for words.

Passing by An Jinglan's door, Han Zixuan smiled and nodded before leaving!

An Jinglan's heart skipped a beat when he saw Han Zixuan's jade-like appearance.

My heart skipped a beat, and the tips of my ears turned slightly red as I became aware of my reaction.

An Jinglan pinched his palm and cursed himself inwardly, "What are you thinking?"

How could a man who is engaged have such thoughts?

But Han Zixuan's image still lingers in my mind, I can't shake it off!

At the main entrance of Mingjing Hall, Lin Moyan and Zhang Yongqing were eagerly waiting.

However, the students still maintained a serious expression.

When the students who came to the school saw their teacher standing at the school gate, they were all very surprised.

I wondered if I had done something wrong, so I quickly checked myself.

Hesitantly, he stepped forward to greet her.

"Greetings, Master Lin! Greetings, Master Zhang!"

"Okay! Let's go inside quickly."

"Hello, Master!"

"All right!"

Zhang Yongqing and Lin Moyan grew anxious as they watched the crowd dwindle.

"Why hasn't that Lady Han shown up yet? Is something holding her up?"

"Could they have changed their minds?... "

How about we drive to Qingshan Village...?

Zhang Yongqing was somewhat conflicted and listed a series of possibilities!

Lin Moyan remained calm, saying, "Junior sister, don't be impatient. It's still early. Let's wait a little longer!"

She was anxious, but she didn't show it.

Yesterday, she and her junior sister studied a series of methods written by Han Zixuan.

I copied it again and became very interested in the method described above.

However, there are still some names whose meanings are not clear.

They could only hope that Han Zixuan would arrive soon so they could ask her what she meant.

Just as the two were losing their patience, the carriage from yesterday finally appeared at the street corner.

The two were immediately filled with excitement, "Senior sister is coming soon!"

Zhang Yongqing tugged at Lin Moyan's sleeve and spoke quickly.

Lin Moyan glanced at his junior sister, then helplessly pulled aside her tugged sleeve to comfort her.

"Alright, alright, now that people are here, you should be more dignified."

He's a scholar after all; he shouldn't lose his composure.

Zhang Yongqing then pretended to tidy his clothes.

He exuded the air of a learned scholar. He asked Lin Moyan in a low voice, "How about this?"

"Not bad!"

Han Zixuan saw the two people standing at the door from afar.

I sighed inwardly, "Do they even enforce tardiness and early departures in ancient times?"

This looks exactly like a school's dean of students before the apocalypse.

The supervisor checked the students' school uniform attire and noticed that two of them were staring at him with serious expressions.

Feeling a bit uneasy, Han Zixuan carefully checked her clothes and hair.

After tidying himself up, he strode forward and greeted, "Greetings, two teachers!"

"Ahem! Alright! Let's go inside quickly!"

Han Zixuan breathed a sigh of relief and stepped into the Mingjing Hall.

Lin Moyan and Zhang Yongqing led the way, looking back every three steps.

Han Zi didn't notice; she was observing the layout and decoration of the Mingjing Hall.

A bluestone pavement stands in front of the hall, where several pine and cypress trees stand proudly, evergreen throughout the four seasons.

In the middle is a square with some unique and novel miniature rock landscapes.

Upon entering, the main hall is spacious and bright, with several rows of desks neatly arranged, each complete with writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones.

The plaque inscribed with "Advancing in Virtue and Cultivating Knowledge" hangs high in the hall, its characters flowing like dragons, exuding an extraordinary aura.

The left and right side rooms are where books are stored, with a vast collection of volumes and the air filled with the fragrance of ink.

Han Zixuan checked out the school environment and was quite satisfied.