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

A glint of light flashed in Feng Xiyue's eyes!

Thinking he had misheard, he looked at Emperor Fengwu with a puzzled expression.

Emperor Fengwu continued speaking to himself, "Without my abdication, you would never be considered a legitimate heir!"

She had always known of Feng Xiyue's abilities, and entrusting the throne to her would likely make her better than Yun Tang…

Feng Xiyue's expression darkened; this temptation was too great for her.

As the successor in line, Feng Xiyue is the legitimate heir of the patriarchal clan, trusted by civil and military officials and the people of the world.

It can avoid a lot of trouble, and it also has an old reputation.

Rebellion, treason—these are words that are ultimately hard to erase from the image of emperors.

After a moment's thought, she met Fengwu's eyes and said, "Mother Queen, please tell me your request!"

Feng Wu slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, and his expression softened somewhat.

The look in his eyes as he gazed at Feng Xiyue carried a hint of complexity.

"The Empress Mother considers herself to be quite diligent as the Empress of Fenglin."

Over the years, while I haven't achieved anything particularly great, I haven't made any major mistakes either.

"This supreme position was earned by me through bloodshed."

The late emperor... never intended for me to be the crown prince!

The princes also resorted to any means to seize the throne; it was only through some extreme measures that I gained my empire.

Feng Xiyue's drooping eyelids and extreme methods...

It wasn't just extreme; it was bloody and cruel. When Fengwu ascended the throne, she had killed all the sisters who stood in her way.

"Therefore, I do not want to see my children suffer the same fate as the late emperor."

I watched helplessly as you sisters turned against each other.

Today you swear an oath to me here, no matter what wrong your sisters and brothers have done.

You must spare their lives; you must not kill them. Do you agree?

This is the only guarantee she can leave for her other children now.

Feng Xiyue looked calmly at Feng Wu, "Does Mother still think that I am the kind of person who would stop at nothing to achieve anything?"

He gave a bitter smile. "Ha, very well, I agree to this! You may even swear an oath!"

"Mother Empress, please prepare the edict of abdication!"

Feng Xiyue then slumped back on the couch, "Heh...good...good...!"

Feng Xiyue looked at the imperial edict in her hand with an intensely fervent gaze.

Feng Wu was already on his deathbed, "Xi... Yue... Feng Lin Kingdom... is now in your hands!"

He raised his hand to grab it, but could never reach it...

At this moment, Feng Xiyue had completely lost her previous sharpness.

Instead, Xiang Fengwu remained indifferent and silent.

And so they watched helplessly as Fengwu's hand slowly fell to his sides, and he gradually lost his breath.

Feng Xiyue held the imperial edict in both hands, and gave a dejected smile, but the smile was more unsightly than a cry.

Tears streamed uncontrollably down her cheeks. "His Majesty has passed away!"

"His Majesty is dead!"

"......"

The voice carried to the outer hall, "Your Majesty—!"

The cries, like a tear in the night sky, instantly filled the area outside the Hall of Diligent Governance.

Shangguan Shuofeng stood up tremblingly, staggered towards the palace gate, no longer afraid of the guards behind him.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty!..."

But before they could rush in, they ran into Feng Xiyue.

“Feng Xiyue…it was you…it was you…who murdered His Majesty…you are utterly unforgivable.”

Feng Xiyue merely glanced at her coldly, then, holding the imperial edict in her hands, strode out of the hall.

He looked directly at Hu Jin and raised the imperial edict in his hand slightly.

Hu Jin immediately stepped forward, respectfully unfolded the document, and was somewhat surprised by what he saw.

However, seeing the cold expression on Prince Jin's face, she still cleared her throat and sang. "

By the grace of Heaven, the Empress decrees:

I have been appointed by Heaven to rule the world, and for thirty years I have been diligently concerned for the people, working tirelessly day and night.

As the pulse of life weakens this year, I know my time is drawing near. My only thought is the need to select a worthy successor to carry on the legacy of our nation.

The third princess, Feng Xiyue, was born in early spring, and a special decree was issued to establish her as the crown princess.

That is, the Japanese emperor will hold the investiture ceremony, and at an auspicious time the following month, he will ascend the throne, inherit the imperial position, and rule over all the lands.

Admire this! "

Everyone looked at Feng Xiyue in shock, while the others were simply surprised.

They didn't care much about it; the change of the crown prince didn't matter much to them.

Shangguan Shuofeng and the fourth princess Feng Yuntang stepped forward in surprise.

"It's fake... This edict must be fake... Your Majesty... Your Majesty has already decided to appoint Feng Yuntang as the Crown Prince."

She has already announced to all civil and military officials that she will soon be established as the Crown Princess!

Feng Xiyue, you traitor…

Shangguan Shuofeng's excited and ferocious appearance now completely lacked his former dignity.

How could this be... The Empress actually changed the Crown Prince... Then... then all his hard work for so long... could it all be for nothing?

Feng Xiyue said calmly, "A fake imperial edict... Granny Hu, do you think this edict is real or fake?"

Hu Jin held the bright yellow imperial edict in his hands, his hands trembling.

"Your Majesty...Your Majesty...this edict is real!"

"No...it's impossible, Your Majesty...Your Majesty must have been coerced by her!"

This imperial edict is not recognized by me…

Feng Yuntang also didn't believe it, "Royal sister...you...Mother Empress...Mother Empress is no longer here."

What use would it be if you forged an imperial edict?

The Empress Dowager has already announced to all officials that I am the Crown Prince.

Feng Xiyue raised an eyebrow at the two of them, "It's fake... If you say it's fake, then it's fake!"

"I possess more than just imperial edicts."

Silently, he opened another box and took out a palm-sized jade seal.

Everyone's eyes widened when they saw the imperial seal.

Someone exclaimed in shock, "The Imperial Seal...it's the Imperial Seal of the Kingdom of Fenglin..."

"It seems His Majesty has truly passed the throne to the Prince of Jin!"

Feng Yuntang clenched her fists, her eyes burning as she stared at the jade seal.

Although the Empress Dowager had previously summoned all the officials and said she would pass the throne to her.

However, this only means that there is no substantial evidence to prove that she is the heir apparent.

Moreover, the imperial seal... has always been in the hands of each emperor.

Having the imperial seal signifies everything; no matter how much he claims to be the crown prince, no one will believe him…

The Imperial Seal of Fenglin Kingdom is carved from Kunlun mutton-fat jade and is four inches square.

The knob is shaped like five intertwined dragons, and the belly is engraved with the words "Phoenix Descends Upon the World, May Prosperity Last Forever."

The eight-character seal script, its edges gleaming with a warm patina from years of handling,

The seal's base is marked with mottled vermilion ink traces—this seal originated from the founding empress, Feng Jiuyou.

Only the one who receives the imperial decree and the jade seal is the true empress of Fenglin Kingdom!

Shangguan Shuofeng slumped to the ground, he had lost... he had lost everything!

Feng Xiyue held the imperial seal and looked at Hu Jin, "Granny Hu, pass down the order: The emperor has fallen... the death knell tolls!"

After I have completed the funeral rites for my mother, I will immediately ascend the throne…

Hu Jin immediately bowed and knelt down, "Yes, Your Highness!"

Now it's time to figure out who the real winner is.

The death knell tolled, spreading from the palace outwards throughout the city!

All the nobles, princes, and princesses knelt down and wept bitterly.

Feng Wuyou watched all of this with her own eyes, her gaze falling on her father who was slumped on the ground.

His eyes were lowered, suppressing all his emotions.

The bronze crane incense burner at the foot of the Qin Zheng Hall still emitted lingering ambergris fragrance.

Wisps of smoke mingled with the sound of weeping, dispersing into the deepest darkness before dawn.