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

Upon hearing that she was to attend to His Majesty's illness, Consort Xue immediately became nervous.

Attending to the sick means being able to see His Majesty and check on his condition.

She readily agreed, "Oh, okay...okay!"

As if remembering something, he asked in a gentle voice, "Granny Jin, may I ask you something?"

"Which noble lords are attending to the ailing? I would like to go with them."

Granny Jin's eyes flickered slightly, and she said in a deep voice, "There is Consort Zhang, Attendant Li, and Attendant Sun."

You were with Attendant Sun from 7 PM to 9 PM! Later that night, Attendant Li and Noble Lady Zhang would take their places.

You and your servant can then return to rest!

When Xue Guijun heard the time, she said it was alright, and then added that the first half of the night was also fine.

Unlike the unbearable late night, "Alright, I understand. Thank you for coming, Granny Jin!"

With a smile, Granny Jin took her leave and then turned and left Chengqian Palace.

Late at night, the bronze bells hanging from the eaves of the Hall of Diligent Governance swayed gently in the night breeze, making a soft, tinkling sound.

The candlelight inside the hall was dim, and the candle wax that had solidified on the gilded candlesticks looked like solidified amber.

The light and shadow flickered on the dragon pillar, stretching the shadows on the cloud-patterned brick floor into crooked and distorted shapes.

Consort Xue lowered her eyes and tucked the brocade quilt tightly around the Empress, while Attendant Sun stood in front of the sandalwood medicine cabinet.

He was gently stirring the medicine bowl with a silver spoon, and the aroma of the medicine mixed with ambergris filled the hall.

Only the ticking of the water clock was exceptionally clear in the silence.

The palace servants bowed their heads and stood guard outside the door, diligently performing their duties.

The two then went to the side hall to rest for a while, and Sun Shijun handed Xue Guijun a cup of tea.

"Your Excellency, please rest. Our replacements will be in half an hour!"

Xue Gui nodded and took the drink, then nodded to Sun Shijun.

"Young Master Sun, you've worked hard too. Please sit down and have some tea and snacks with us!"

"Hey!"

The two then began to chat casually.

"Alas, His Majesty is so badly injured..."

"The Imperial Medical Academy says that His Majesty has only been unconscious for a few days and is likely to be fine."

"I hope so..." Before Xue Guijun could finish speaking, she suddenly clutched her chest and coughed violently, with specks of dark red seeping through her fingers.

As Sun Shijun saw the black blood seeping from Xue Guijun's hand, the teacup in her hand fell to the ground with a "crack," the crisp sound of porcelain shards shattering the deathly silence.

Xue Guijun frowned as she looked at the dark red blood seeping from her hand.

Suddenly I realized that I had been poisoned.

Staggering, he tried to get up, leaning on the table for support, a suppressed sob escaping his throat.

Cold sweat instantly soaked through his pale white undergarment, and his lips turned bluish-black at a visible speed.

"Xue Guijun, what's wrong with you..." Sun Shijun rushed over and supported his limp body.

The fingertips touched the other person's burning hot skin on their back, and the touch felt like a branding iron.

Dark red blood dripped down Xue Guijun's chin onto the blue bricks.

A sudden stench, a mixture of sweet and foul, filled the air, and it became clear that Xue Guijun was acting increasingly strangely.

Sun Shijun screamed at the top of her lungs, the jade hairpin in her hair swaying back and forth, frantically tangling with her black hair.

"Someone come quick! Someone come! The imperial physician... the imperial physician—!"

Xue Guijun curled up like a shrimp, clutching her aching abdomen with both hands.

Cold sweat soaked through his heavy clothes, and a suppressed roar escaped his throat, but he couldn't utter a complete sentence.

He struggled and convulsed a few times, his eyes wide open but gradually lost their light. Before the imperial physician arrived, he breathed his last, with only his fingertips still twitching slightly.

Sun Shijun stared at Xue Guijun, who had suddenly become motionless, and let out a broken gasp.

His legs went limp as if their bones had been removed, and he tentatively placed his trembling fingers under Xue Guijun's nose.

After a moment, he quickly withdrew his finger, his throat bobbing for a long time before he let out a shrill scream.

The sound pierced through the deep night of the Qin Zheng Hall, startling the sparrows perched under the eaves into a flurry of flight.

Tears instantly welled up in her eyes and rolled down her pale cheeks.

He trembled uncontrollably, and even his cries for the imperial physician turned into sobs.

"Waaah... Someone... Someone come quick!"

However, at that moment, the palace door was suddenly pushed open, and Granny Jin entered with a group of palace servants.

Upon seeing Xue Guijun lying on the ground, he slightly curled his lips, then quickly concealed his true feelings and said with a serious expression.

"What's wrong with Consort Xue...?"

The palace servants attending to Consort Xue immediately rushed to her side.

Crying in pain, she cried out, "My lord...my lord, wake up...please wake up!"

The palace servants behind her rushed in and saw that Consort Xue was bleeding from all seven orifices.

Someone exclaimed in shock, "Xue Gui...jun...has died from poisoning!"

"Only Attendant Sun and Consort Xue are in the hall. Could it be... could it be that Attendant Sun murdered Consort Xue?..."

"what……!"

Someone shouted, and everyone's eyes turned to Sun Shijun, who was still in shock.

Sun Shijun stared blankly, wide-eyed, and hurriedly shook his head, explaining, "No...no...I...I didn't...I didn't..."

But clearly few people believed it, Granny Jin said coldly.

"With Consort Xue murdered, only Consort Sun and you two remain in the palace."

Could there be someone else here? Guards, take Lord Sun away and keep him under guard!

"This servant will go and consult Your Majesty for a decision..."

Seeing that he was about to be dragged away by the palace servants, Lady Sun shouted urgently.

"It wasn't me...it wasn't me...someone framed me...I'm innocent..."

Her voice was full of anxiety, but Granny Jin spoke coldly.

"Take him away right now!"

The palace servants then dragged and pulled Sun Shijun out of the side hall of the Qin Zheng Hall.

Granny Jin looked at the others and said in a deep voice, "Consort Xue has died suddenly. Quickly go to the Imperial Study in the South Garden and fetch the Fourth Princess!"

The entire Qin Zheng Hall was bustling with activity as palace servants quickly escorted Consort Xue back to Chengqian Palace.

It was already past midnight when the Fourth Princess, Feng Yuntang, learned about Xue Guijun's affair!

He rushed towards Chengqian Palace, his heart filled with panic.

Unable to believe what the palace servants had told them, I stepped into Chengqian Palace.

Then they saw palace servants hoisting a white sail toward the entrance of the main hall.

Upon seeing Feng Yuntang, they all hurriedly bowed.

"Greetings, Fourth Princess!!"

"Greetings, Fourth Princess!"

Feng Yuntang, however, could not hear anything. When she reached the door, she saw that the hall was brightly lit.

As he stumbled into the hall, the dark curtains were lifted by the wind, revealing a portrait hanging on the altar.

The person in the portrait still wore his usual gentle smile; it was her father, Consort Xue. But the white banner on the table was trembling.

"No...no...it's impossible...this can't be real." Feng Yun's shoes slipped on the blue bricks, and she almost lost her balance.

Her eyes swept over the surrounding decorations, and she began to panic.

Upon seeing the glaring offering tables on the altar, he forcefully overturned the bronze incense burner on the table to the ground.

Incense ash mixed with unburnt incense sticks was scattered on her moon-white skirt.

"Clearly...clearly Father was perfectly fine during the day...how could this be...it's all fake, it's all fake."

She suddenly grabbed the candlestick and hurled it against the wall, the wax splattering and leaving a gruesome mark.

The palace servants inside the hall rushed forward to handle the situation.

"Fourth Princess, please accept my condolences...!"