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

"The Murong clan, Murong Che, as a member of the inner circle, did not think of his duty to serve, but instead colluded with the rebels and aided and abetted the wicked."

He was given a white silk ribbon and ordered to commit suicide in the Chengqian Palace behind closed doors to atone for his sins to the ancestral temple.

I consider that the Murong clan once received the favor of the late emperor, and I will not exterminate their three clans, which is already an act of leniency beyond the law.

You should all know that the Emperor's majesty is inviolable, and his grace is inviolable. Anyone who dares to harbor rebellious thoughts will be executed without mercy!

Upon hearing this, Shangguan Shuofeng's lips curled into a barely perceptible smile.

Murong Che listened in horror and collapsed to the ground in despair.

His eyes were filled with tears, and his body began to tremble.

Slowly, her tears turned to laughter, and she watched Fengwu Emperor with a maniacal grin.

"Hahaha...haha..."

With bloodshot eyes, he roared furiously, "Haha, you actually don't believe me... Haha... You want to kill me..."

Tears streamed down her face; indeed, the imperial family is the most ruthless place.

Shangguan Shuofeng sternly ordered the palace servants, "Hurry up and drag this criminal out!"

He was to be dragged back to the cold palace and immediately executed.

They were terrified that if they delayed even a second, His Majesty would soften his heart and let this vile woman go.

Without that slut, he'd be the only one in the harem.

After placing Feng Yuntang on the throne, he became the most honored man in Fenglin.

The palace servants quickly came over and pulled Murong Che out. Murong Che did not resist the servants' actions.

He just kept staring blankly at Emperor Fengwu.

After the person was pulled away, Shangguan Shuofeng immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Turning around, he quickly checked on Emperor Fengwu's condition. He saw that Fengwu's face was ashen.

"His Majesty……"

Feng Wu slowly raised his hand to stop Shangguan Shuofeng from stepping forward.

Instead, he told Hu Jindao, "Summon all officials of the second rank or above in the court, as well as members of the imperial family, to the palace immediately."

Upon hearing this, Shangguan Shuofeng's eyes shifted slightly as he looked at Feng Yuntang.

She nodded slightly to her, and Feng Yuntang, being very perceptive, stood beside Feng Wu.

She would pull the blanket up for a moment, and then gently stroke Fengwu's back.

His actions quickly caught Feng Wu's attention.

Feng Yuntang looked at Feng Wu with sincere eyes and said, "Mother Empress... you must not be harmed... if Mother Empress can recover, your son is willing to shorten his own lifespan."

"No... I would gladly give my life for Mother's health!"

Fengwu nodded slightly, and seeing his daughter speak so gently, he said, "Yuntang is the most filial..."

When all the important officials of the court gathered in the Hall of Diligent Governance, Fengwu drank a bowl of ginseng soup.

He was helped to put on a phoenix robe and sit on the phoenix throne.

Hu Jin was worried that Emperor Fengwu would not be able to support himself, so he placed a pillow on the phoenix throne for Fengwu to lean on.

"Your Majesty, we have come to pay our respects!"

Everyone looked up at the Queen's unusual expression on the high platform.

They exchanged bewildered glances, each revealing a look of understanding! It seemed the Empress's time was drawing near!

"My beloved ministers...as you have seen...my body can no longer hold on!"

"I have summoned you here today...to discuss the selection of the next crown prince..."

Shangguan Shuofeng and Feng Yuntang returned to Chaoyang Palace together.

Feng Yuntang whispered, "Father...will Mother Empress pass the throne to me?"

The Empress Dowager wanted to have a private discussion with her important ministers, so they were naturally kicked out.

After her father passed away, she thought she would never have another chance.

She never expected that her father would adopt her and even plan for her to become the crown prince.

Shangguan Shuofeng smiled gently, "That's natural. Father has already recommended you to several ministers."

"Now, among all the princesses, only you are before His Majesty, favored by him. The throne will naturally fall to you!"

Feng Yuntang lowered her eyelids, "But...but Third Imperial Sister..."

Shangguan Shuofeng snorted coldly and said, "Prince Jin... how can she, the son of a palace maid, compete with you?"

Now you are my legitimate son. Besides, it's not even certain whether she will come back..."

A sinister glint flashed in his eyes. To ensure everything went smoothly, he had already sent men to intercept them at various post stations outside the capital.

Once you all make your choice tonight, even if the Prince of Jin returns to the capital, he will have to obediently bow down and submit.

A glint of light flashed in Feng Yuntang's eyes. "Father, if I ascend the throne, I will serve you for the rest of my life."

Shangguan Shuofeng smiled slightly, "Good child...we are now father and daughter, and we will depend on each other for survival in the future."

Father will definitely get you the best!

Consort Xue, you can die in peace now. I will elevate your daughter to the highest position.

You can rest in peace now…

When Feng Xiyue opened her eyes, it was already late at night. The sharp pain in her back instantly woke her up.

The shadow guarding outside immediately noticed, "Master...you're awake!"

Feng Xiyue struggled to get off the bed and asked, "What time is it now?"

"Reporting to Master, it is already past midnight!"

Feng Xiyue paused abruptly, frowning as she asked, "Has anything been heard from the palace?"

"Grand Tutor Jiang, along with several important ministers and members of the imperial clan, were summoned to the palace by His Majesty at noon."

He didn't return until late afternoon, during which time Lord Jiang Qing visited the Prince's residence.

But since the master remained unconscious, Lord Jiang left a letter for him.

Tell your subordinates to wait until their master wakes up and then serve him.

Immediately, Shadow took an envelope from his pocket and handed it to him with both hands.

Feng Xiyue grabbed the envelope, quickly tore it open, and stared wide-eyed at the words written on it.

His hands fell limply to the ground, and the letter in his hands fluttered to the floor.

The letter contained a few short sentences: His Majesty's decree that the position of Crown Prince has been decided, and it will be the Fourth Princess.

His Majesty has already issued an edict to the Court of Imperial Clan Affairs and the Hanlin Academy, to select an auspicious day for the investiture ceremony, and will ascend the throne in no time.

Feng Xiyue murmured absentmindedly, "Fourth Imperial Sister...it's actually the Fourth Imperial Sister."

No matter how hard I try, in my mother's heart I can never compare to them...

Heh... How laughable... How laughable...

Wearing only her undergarments, Feng Xiyue staggered outside and looked up at the bright moon hanging in the sky.

"Why...why am I inferior to them in some way...I refuse to accept this!"

Shadow followed closely behind Feng Xiyue and said coldly, "Master...you are still injured!"

Feng Xiyue's eyes were bloodshot as she grabbed Shadow's collar.

"Go...gather men for me...I...want to enter the palace!"

Shadow nodded and replied, "Yes!"

Her figure then disappeared into the darkness, leaving Feng Xiyue standing proudly in the cold wind.

His gaze was deep, fixed intently on the direction of the palace.

At the third quarter of midnight, the gilded bronze lamps with animal heads in the Hall of Diligent Governance crackled and popped as they burned.

The lamp wick had tiny, bean-sized flames that dimmed the bright yellow curtains inside the hall.

The hall was filled with kneeling people, both inside and outside, with servants lying on the blue bricks, their foreheads pressed against the cool stone surface.

Emperor Fengwu on the couch was breathing heavily, each breath extremely difficult.

Feng Yuntang knelt before the bed, tears welling in her eyes, while Shangguan Shuofeng led a group of attendants and princes.

She was kneeling outside the inner hall, sobbing softly, when suddenly a cry of surprise came from the hall entrance.

There were also sounds of clashing swords. The palace servants all looked over and saw dozens of men in black fighting with the Imperial Guards guarding outside.

"The imperial palace grounds...who dares to trespass?"

Feng Xiyue's face turned icy as she looked at the person, "What...you dare to stop me!"

Upon recognizing Feng Xiyue, the Imperial Guard stammered, "Your Highness...Prince Jin..."

The commotion was heard inside the hall as well, and Shangguan Shuofeng came out just in time to reprimand him.

He saw a sharp blade already pressed against his neck.