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

Shen Qingxi blinked gently, then suddenly remembered something, "My lady, Brother Jinglan's relatives have arrived."

So, is he leaving?

Han Zixuan nodded, and Shen Qingxi's mood dipped for a moment.

"But I'm a little reluctant to see Brother Jinglan leave!"

Having spent so much time with An Jinglan, he had long regarded him as an older brother.

The thought of An Jinglan leaving the Han family soon filled her with a faint sense of reluctance.

Han Zixuan felt somewhat helpless and comforted her young husband, "But if he doesn't go home, wouldn't his family be even more worried?"

Shen Qingxi stiffened. "Yes! Brother Jinglan's family must be very worried!"

After lunch, everyone gathered together, and Xue Shanshan treated Han Zixuan's family with great respect.

"On behalf of the Xue family, I thank Lady Han for saving my cousin's life."

"And for the care you've given me during this time, my mother had a generous gift prepared before my arrival to express her gratitude."

Soon, several burly women carried two huge boxes.

One box was filled with neatly arranged silver ingots, and the other box contained some jewelry and jade.

Han Zixuan quickly waved her hand upon seeing this scene.

"Miss Xue is too kind. It was just a small favor, and there is no need for such a generous gift."

Saving An Jinglan was just a side thing; the initial thought was to avoid getting the Han family involved in trouble.

Over time, it was discovered that An Jinglan was very quiet and polite, and had no bad intentions.

Han Zixuan gradually began to treat him as a friend.

There's no need for so many thank-you gifts!

An Jinglan pursed her lips, "Ms. Han, it's better not to refuse. I will always remember the care you, Qingxi, and Uncle have given me."

If it weren't for the Lady's rescue, I would surely be a wandering ghost by now.

Where can I find my family again? And these are merely external possessions, insufficient to express my gratitude to the Han family.

"Yes, yes, Miss Han, you'd better not refuse anymore!"

If it weren't for the great distance, the elders in the family would definitely have come to express their gratitude in person.

If you refuse, how can I face returning home to report?

Xue Shanshan and An Jinglan spoke eloquently, and Han Zixuan could no longer come up with a reason to refuse.

He could only nod and say, "In that case, I'll accept it!"

The two breathed a sigh of relief, and Han Zixuan spoke again, "I wonder if the Xue family has found the murderer who tried to assassinate Young Master An!"

Based on some information obtained from An Jinglan, it seems that someone deliberately wanted to kill him.

Xue Shanshan frowned and lowered her head. "Sigh, we sent many people to inquire, but all we found out was that it was a group of people from the martial arts world who made the move."

There was no further news.

An Jinglan lowered his eyelids, his mind racing.

Seeing this, Han Zixuan didn't dare to ask any more questions, as she shouldn't comment too much on other people's family matters.

Xue Shanshan glanced at her cousin's expression and said, "The elders at home have repeatedly instructed me to bring my cousin back to Jinzhou as soon as possible!"

Now that we have found my cousin, it is not appropriate for us to disturb Ms. Han and her family any further.

Thinking of returning to Jinzhou today!

It's somewhat inappropriate to have my cousin, an unmarried man, living here.

She should bring her cousin back to Jinzhou as soon as possible, as he is still unaware of the matter of settling down in Kyoto!

Han Zixuan frowned slightly. Such a quick turn of events must mean something else!

I had no reason to try to keep them.

"Oh, in that case, I won't try to keep you any longer."

An Jinglan looked at Han Zixuan with a slightly evasive gaze, which she quickly concealed.

Shen Qingxi felt a pang of reluctance knowing that An Jinglan was leaving today.

She quickly stepped forward and took An Jinglan's arm, her eyes red-rimmed.

"Brother Jinglan, take good care of yourself when you get back!"

Oh, and remember to write to me! I know a lot of words now!

Seeing this, An Jinglan smiled gently and patted Shen Qing's hand lightly.

"Okay, I will definitely write to Qingxi! Qingxi, please remember to write back to me!"

Shen Qingxi's innocence and kindness, even though the two haven't spent much time together.

However, it was quite opportunistic. At the Han family home, An Jinglan felt a sense of ease he had never experienced in eighteen years.

Now that he has to leave, he feels a little reluctant.

"Yes, Jinglan, don't worry, I will!"

Han's father felt a pang of sadness watching this scene; he had a very good feeling about Jinglan.

Han Zixuan, still worried, reminded her, "Lady Xue, we should hurry back to Jinzhou! Judging from the weather, there's a chance of heavy snow. If we're too slow, we might get stuck in the snow!"

Xue Shanshan nodded. "Thank you for the reminder. Don't worry, Ms. Han, we will speed things up."

An Jinglan sat in the carriage and looked out the window at the entrance of the Han residence.

She stood quietly in front of the Han residence, her moon-white silk dress fluttering in the wind, her figure slender and supple, like a willow swaying in the breeze.

Her eyes were bright and expressive, her temperament gentle yet noble, and her every move exuded elegance.

Her cool and aloof demeanor makes one want to get close to her, like a beautiful woman who has stepped out of a painting.

Such a woman, as pure and beautiful as a lotus, is probably the ideal woman in every man's heart.

I was so engrossed in watching that I was almost lost in thought, my heart pounding like a drum.

An Jinglan quickly put down the curtain in her hand, secretly despising herself in her heart.

An Jinglan, you are already engaged, how dare you still covet Han Nvjun?

And Qingxi trusts and cares for me so much, how could you have such thoughts?

Han Zixuan and Shen Qingxi stood side by side, watching the departing carriage.

Han Zixuan looked at the sky, and the two of them hoped they wouldn't make it!

On the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, dark clouds, as black as ink, piled up layer upon layer from the horizon, rolling in and gradually swallowing the last ray of sunlight.

A sudden north wind arose, its biting howl sweeping across the land, rustling the withered branches and leaves.

Pedestrians hurriedly wrapped their cotton-padded coats tighter and quickened their pace home, leaving a chilly and lonely atmosphere in the streets and alleys.

Immediately afterwards, the air became increasingly damp, cold, and heavy.

Han Zixuan looked at the dim sky and began!

At first, the snowflakes resembled tiny specks of light.

They drifted down sporadically from the leaden sky, dancing silently in the cold wind.

People on the street were still unaware of the snowfall and were happily admiring the scenery of the first snow.

"Wow, it's snowing! It looks beautiful!"

"It looks like this snow is going to be heavy!"

"Hehe, heavy snow is a good thing, it foretells a bumper harvest!"

The children chattered excitedly as they chased after the falling snowflakes.

Excitedly, he held it up to his companions to show off, "Look how beautiful my snowflakes are!"

Before you could even turn around, the snowflakes melted into water that soaked your palms.

They would go and collect other snowflakes, repeating the process endlessly with great enjoyment.

However, as the wind picked up, the snowflakes seemed to be awakened, fluttering down like goose feathers.

Inside the school, the sound of students reciting their lessons continued until lunchtime.

Large snowflakes swarmed and pushed each other as they fell, like a shower of pear blossoms, obscuring the view.

In an instant, the world turned white, all sounds ceased, except for the soft patter of falling snow, vast and boundless.

Lin Moyan watched the snow falling heavier and heavier, lost in thought. This snowfall was rather unusual.

"This snow is likely to be very heavy. Those of you who live near the school should hurry home!"

Those who live far away will stay in the school for now!

Only then did everyone look out the window, where the snow on the ground was already ankle-deep.

The snow is falling more and more heavily, and it seems unlikely to stop anytime soon.