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

He immediately sensed the abnormality and then activated his psychic abilities.

The surrounding situation was clearly visible; many ferocious wild beasts had appeared from multiple directions—something had happened!

He turned to look at the fifth prince, who was already on the verge of death in his arms!

The black robe was soaked in blood, turning it a dark red.

Feng Wuyou's face was as pale as paper, devoid of any color, and covered in bright red bloodstains, making it impossible to discern her features for a moment.

But one could still vaguely make out his delicate features, and Han Zixuan felt a sticky sensation as she wrapped her arms around him.

The blood-soaked silk clung to the skin, and the stench of blood mixed with the smell of rust assaulted the nostrils, so strong it was almost nauseating.

No wonder he was able to lure away the wolves; with such severe injuries, he was practically a walking bait in the mountains.

A sense of bewilderment lingered in his heart: how could a prince of this country be so seriously injured without a single guard around him!

Han Zixuan frowned and pondered for a moment, looking at Feng Wuyou who was still unconscious, and couldn't understand it at all.

If I were to leave him here now, I fear he wouldn't last more than half an hour.

If he dies, it will be a huge problem... Oh well!

You're lucky this time; you've found a small porcelain bottle in your hand.

Remove the cork, and three drops of spiritual spring water slid down Feng Wuyou's throat.

Feng Wuyou's complexion recovered at a visible speed in a short while.

Feng Wuyou's wounds were slowly healing, and he gradually woke up from his coma.

Opening my eyes, with their watery depths, I felt an overwhelming sense of clarity throughout my body.

I didn't feel any discomfort at all, just watching the clouds drifting in the sky.

Gradually, my gaze met the figure before me. The sunlight illuminated her profile, outlining her features like porcelain.

Her eyebrows were like distant mountains shrouded in mist, her eyes were slightly upturned like curved blades tempered by moonlight, her nose was delicate and straight, and her lips were the color of a red plum about to bloom.

With just a few strokes, the outline is breathtakingly beautiful, making everything around it pale in comparison.

As her consciousness gradually returned, Feng Wuyou realized how close she was to her.

Han Zixuan's hand was wrapped around his waist, and he could feel her hot palm even through his clothes. He then tried to break free.

"You...you let go...!"

Han Zixuan raised an eyebrow when she saw that the person was already awake and still had the strength to push her!

He released his hand from Feng Wuyou's waist and whispered, "Are you serious?"

When Feng Wuyou heard Han Zixuan's question, he realized that she had never been so close to a woman before.

Her face flushed, she nodded quickly, "You...you let go...I...I am a prince..."

Women and men... should not touch each other...

Her voice trailed off, and her eyes darted around in a panic, avoiding Han's gaze.

Han Zixuan raised an eyebrow and suddenly withdrew her hand, leaving Feng Wuyou without support.

Losing her balance, Feng Wuyou fell backward.

In the midst of the chaos, they realized he was actually on a tree branch about ten meters high.

His eyes suddenly widened, and he frantically grabbed around in panic.

He grabbed Han Zixuan's collar and arm, holding on tightly and not daring to let go.

My heart raced and I gasped, “Ah…ah…”

Han Zixuan found his series of actions quite amusing.

A slight curve appeared at the corner of her lips without her noticing.

He struggled to suppress his urge to speak, "Ahem... Your Highness, please let go... Men and women should not touch each other!"

He returned exactly what he had just said!

Feng Wuyou's cheeks were flushed red, and she was at a loss for what to do, but she still tried to remain calm and spoke.

"You...whose empress are you...how did you bring me to this tree?..."

He looked at Han Zixuan with a stern gaze, questioning her. He clearly remembered being surrounded by wolves while searching for prey in the forest.

He struggled to escape on horseback, the violent movements causing all his wounds to reopen.

Despite the excruciating pain, he spurred his horse forward, trying to escape the wolf pack.

His clothes were soaked in blood, and the severe blood loss had caused him to fall into a coma!

I don't remember what happened after that, but I carefully examined Han Zixuan.

Their eyes met, and his gaze held a questioning quality.

Han Zixuan sighed and didn't hide anything, "It was Your Highness who attracted the wolf pack..."

He briefly explained the situation to Feng Wuyou.

Only then did he realize that the person in front of him was actually his savior!

Then, with a slightly apologetic expression, he said slowly, "Oh... then thank you, Your Majesty, for your help."

Han Zixuan immediately replied, "No need, no need. If something happens to you, His Majesty might make me, who stood by and did nothing, pay the price."

Feng Wuyou paused slightly, not expecting Han Zixuan to be so blunt.

In a daze, I felt like something was off, but I couldn't quite put my finger on it.

Han Zixuan suddenly spoke up, "Now that Your Highness is awake, I will escort you back to your camp!"

With so many wild animals suddenly appearing in the forest, hunting will certainly be impossible.

Let's go back first! Feng Wuyou nodded slightly; he also felt something was amiss.

How could there be wolves in the royal hunting grounds? Such wild animals should have been cleared away and driven away by the Imperial Guards long ago.

Why are they here? Is it because they're targeting him?

Then who could it be?

Both of them had doubts, so they quickly reached an agreement.

Han Zixuan casually put her arm around Feng Wuyou's waist and lifted her up to lead her to the tree.

The two stood still on the ground, creating some distance between them.

Looking at the surrounding mountains and forests, Han Zixuan said in a deep voice, "The horse was killed by the wolves, so we have to walk back!"

Suddenly, I felt a little regretful for feeding this person the spiritual spring water so early.

They should be feeding people soon at the camp; I can get there in a few quick movements.

Now we have to go back step by step! What a miscalculation!

Feng Wuyou nodded gently, "If it's alright, then let's continue walking!"

However, they were unaware that the camp had descended into chaos.

Emperor Fengwu was drinking with his officials when he saw a servant hurriedly run into the tent.

He knelt on the ground with a thud. "Your Majesty... Your Majesty, many wild beasts have appeared in the forest where the ladies and princes were hunting."

Wolves…bears…wild boars and the like—many noble ladies and princes have already been seriously injured.

The officials' faces all changed color, and they were filled with anxiety!

Their daughter and son are still living in the mountains!

Fengwu suddenly stood up, his black crown slamming hard against the table.

He couldn't help but frown, "What are the Imperial Guards good for?!"

"Where's Zuo Ling? Let him in!"

A moment later, Zuo Ling entered with a heavy expression, and Feng Wu slammed his hand on the table in front of him.

"Zuo Ling, haven't the hunting grounds already been cleared of all the ferocious beasts?"

How could wolves and wild boars appear in the forest?

Zuo Ling's face darkened, and she immediately pleaded guilty, "Your Majesty, I have indeed sent people to clear out the ferocious beasts in Lishan."

I don't know why it would appear in the woods again!

"Hmph, do you think you can excuse yourself just because you don't know? There are still many female rulers and noblemen hunting in the mountains and forests."

"Send people to rescue them immediately! The safety of everyone must be ensured!"

"Yes, Your Majesty! I will immediately lead men to rescue you!"