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

A group of noble ladies and gentlemen from prominent families were eager to try.

"Sister Chen, do you want to participate? How about we team up?"

"Ah, Lady Fu is the best at riding and archery. I wonder if I could team up with her!"

"Brother Zhou, come with us! Don't worry, I'll protect you!"

"Tch, I could ride a horse at seven and shoot arrows at ten. These are nothing."

Don't worry, this first place will definitely be mine!

"Hehe, is that so? Princess Pingyang just boasted to His Majesty."

Are you going to compete with Her Highness the Princess?

The man's voice went limp instantly. "Ah...this...this..."

"Don't listen to her nonsense... With her amateur archery skills, she might miss her prey."

Then it hits our own people...

The room erupted in laughter. "Ah...haha...haha!"

Fengwu watched the scene of laughter and merriment from afar, feeling extremely happy as well.

"Hehe, young people are just different, so full of energy... Haha!"

An official nearby chimed in, "Haha, a bunch of young girls..."

"Hehe, my naughty girl, sigh... she's so mischievous... she's always playing around!"

She can't compare to the noble ladies of your household!

Although he said he was disgusted, his face was full of joy!

"Oh, Grand Secretary Zheng is too modest. Lady Zheng is both literate and skilled in martial arts."

Kyoto is very famous, I've heard of it too. Your daughter was praised many times by the scholars at the Imperial Academy!

"My dear minister, you are not being honest!"

Fengwu laughed easily, the mountain of complaints gone, along with all sorts of other things.

She could also chat casually with her ministers!

His gaze shifted and he saw the Prince of Nan'an in the distance, his face grave!

He couldn't help but glance sideways at Chang Yudao beside him.

"Chang Yu, go and invite the Prince of Nan'an!"

Chang Yu immediately bowed in agreement and quickly came to Feng Yu's side.

"Your Highness...His Majesty requests your presence!"

Feng Yu, who was lost in thought, finally came to her senses.

Turning to look at Fengwu on the high seat, he immediately got up and walked towards her!

Upon approaching, she immediately bowed and said, "Your subject greets Your Majesty!"

Feng Yu's mother was the daughter of the late Prince Shun, and she and Feng Wu's mother, the Empress, were cousins.

Fengwu smiled and said, "Hehe, Your Highness, there's no need for such formalities."

"I see my younger sister looks very worried; is something troubling her?"

Feng Yu frowned, she had been thinking about how to reunite with Shen Qingxi.

For a moment, he forgot where he was, not expecting His Majesty to notice him, so he quickly knelt down to explain.

"Your Majesty, I was momentarily distracted. Please forgive me!"

Fengwu shook his head with a smile, "Hehe, there aren't many rules at the hunting grounds today."

By the way... now that you have two daughters and a son, have you chosen someone yet?

Feng Yu was slightly taken aback; she had mentioned this matter to His Majesty before!

But now she has learned that her child with Mingxuan is still alive.

She was only thinking about how to reunite with her son, and everything else was forgotten!

As for requesting the title of Lady of the First Rank, let's postpone that for now...

"Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. I have not yet decided on the candidate to be conferred the title of Noble Lady."

Feng Wu waved his hand casually, "Hehe... Well, it is a difficult decision. Then let's think about it some more!"

Let's take a look at some promising young men today, and pick out some sons-in-law for your family! Haha.

Feng Yu nodded in response, "Yes, Your Majesty, I understand." Then she slowly withdrew.

The other officials' eyes darted around, a hint of surprise flashing through their minds.

The atmosphere in the tent of the Southern Consorts led by the Queen was somewhat subtle.

Murong Huang Guijun casually stroked the gilded wine cup with her fingertips, her rose-red wide sleeves sweeping across the low table, bringing with them a fragrant breeze.

He leaned against the cushions, like a thorny poppy amidst the room full of men dressed in black and moonlight.

He took in everyone's gaze and suddenly chuckled.

"Are you all staring at me so intently because the gold thread on my fabric is dazzling?"

The knuckles of the Emperor and Empress Shangguan Shuofeng, who were seated at the head of the table, turned slightly white as they held the jade cup. The rim of the cup tapped lightly against the table, producing a clear sound.

With a faint smile on her face, she said, "The Imperial Noble Consort's newly acquired gold-embroidered brocade? It is even more vibrant than the one from last year's Winter Solstice Palace Banquet."

Murong Che smiled slightly and gently fiddled with the nail guards on his hands.

The magenta lacquer made her fingers appear even whiter and longer.

He said lightly, "Hehe, Your Majesty has such a good memory that you can even remember what clothes your servants have worn!"

This brocade with gold thread was a gift from the Governor-General of Jiangnan, and there were only two pieces in total.

His Majesty said that I looked good in bright colors, so he bestowed them upon me.

As for the other horse, he'll get it sooner or later!

Shangguan Shuofeng's expression was somewhat unpleasant, but in front of so many officials and their families, he had to maintain his composure as the Empress.

"Hehe, it is beautiful. It is an unparalleled honor to be bestowed by His Majesty. Your Highness, you must serve His Majesty wholeheartedly from now on!"

"We hope that the Imperial Noble Consort will bear His Majesty another imperial heir!"

The atmosphere inside the tent froze instantly upon hearing this.

It was no secret that the Imperial Noble Consort had recently lost her child.

When Murong Che was pregnant, he was enjoying great prestige. He had the adult Second Princess Rui Wang in front of him, and the harem had not seen the birth of any imperial heir for ten years.

The Emperor greatly valued Murong Che's child and declared her a noblewoman, even pardoning Prince Rui for his heinous crimes.

With the existence of the Murong family also involved, Murong Che didn't take anyone seriously at all.

There was no noble consort in the harem who had given birth to two imperial heirs yet, and Murong Che was unwilling to be suppressed by Shangguan Shuofeng.

Gradually, rumors began to circulate in the palace that the emperor and empress had been deposed.

However, Feng Wanqing was exiled to the desolate wilderness, and she could not keep the child. Murong Che suffered a miscarriage for no apparent reason.

It caused him to fall from grace in an instant, becoming the laughingstock of the entire palace.

Shangguan Shuofeng's words were undoubtedly a public exposure of his wounds.

Murong Che's eyes looked at the person above him with a murderous gaze.

But what met her was Shangguan Shuofeng's smug smile.

He could only clench his fists tightly, filled with resentment. That old man had dared to humiliate him so openly.

It's truly despicable. The Shangguan family has already fallen into decline, yet only one prince is still clinging to the position of empress.

Then his eyes flashed and he looked at Feng Wuyou, whose face was excessively pale.

"Hehe, that's natural. His Majesty also values ​​me highly and has sent the Imperial Medical Academy to help me recuperate."

The imperial physician said that I am in good health and will be able to bear the imperial heir in the future, so Your Majesty need not worry!"

"Your Majesty's complexion looks strange; why is he so pale?"

In an instant, everyone's attention in the tent was drawn back to Feng Wuyou.

Although it has been re-bandaged and treated, it won't be effective immediately!

Every part of his body ached as if a million needles were pricking him, making him restless and unable to sit still.

Shangguan Shuofeng paused involuntarily as he turned the prayer beads.

Feng Wuyou frowned. Under everyone's gaze, he tried his best to control his trembling body and pretended to look at Murong Che as if nothing was wrong!

"Father Consort Murong, I am unharmed!"

Murong Che chuckled, "Hehe, oh, since it's alright, Fifth Prince, would you like to participate in the hunt?"

The Queen once said that His Highness's riding and archery skills are excellent, no less than those of women!

I wonder if we might get to feast our eyes on this?