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

Feng Yu's face was very unpleasant; she felt that Han Zixuan's words were just sophistry.

"Absurd! There's no such thing as a mother and father who aren't related. Even I, the Prince, didn't know at first..."

"I've been investigating this for many years; it's not that I haven't cared."

It's just that over the years, without any clues, it has gradually faded from memory.

Now that I know, I will make up for all the years of neglect and love I have given you.

"Now that I know, I want to acknowledge the child and make up for all the years of neglect. As a son of my royal family, he is of noble status and will certainly be well taken care of..."

Han Zixuan, don't think that just because my son is married to you you can control him.

"With me here, Your Majesty, I urge you two to divorce immediately."

Upon hearing the word "divorce," Shen Qingxi trembled involuntarily, her eyes filled with anger as she looked at the Prince of Nan'an.

Before he could even acknowledge his so-called mother, she arrogantly pressured him to divorce her.

Why was it that, during his most painful time, his wife was the one who pulled him out of the abyss?

Their life afterward was sweet and fulfilling.

But this mother, who was like a stranger to him, wanted to ruin his life.

He looked intently at Feng Yu and said firmly, "I am unwilling to acknowledge you as my wife, nor will I divorce her."

Feng Yu was somewhat stunned by Shen Qingxi's resolute gaze. "Qingxi... Mother..."

Before she could explain, Han Zixuan held Shen Qingxi's hand tightly, offering silent comfort.

He then turned to look at Feng Yu and Han Zixuan and smiled coldly, "Hehe, Your Highness is really domineering."

"You think you can just agree to a divorce like that? Do you think the laws of Fenglin are set by a prince?"

Feng Yu immediately stopped denying it and quickly looked at Feng Xiyue on the high platform, hurriedly explaining.

"No... Your Majesty, I have no intention of disrespecting imperial authority."

"Your Majesty, please investigate thoroughly..."

Han Zixuan was clearly trying to frame her.

Feng Xiyue glanced at Han Zixuan meaningfully, thinking to herself, "Han Zixuan really knows how to play the game..."

But since Feng Yu was her aunt, she nodded symbolically.

"I know, my aunt didn't..." She wanted to continue watching the show.

Then I looked over at Han Zixuan's side.

Han Zixuan continued calmly, "Let's not even talk about how you can't interfere in our affairs."

It is an indisputable fact that you gave up investigating the child's life or death twenty years ago.

As for whether or not one is willing to acknowledge their ancestors, it's not something you can decide alone.

You can say a few words and my husband will leave with you.

Do you intend to force us to acknowledge you when we don't want to?

This is truly laughable. How could such a terrible thing happen to your noble Prince's residence...?

It's truly astonishing that someone would try to use their status to pressure His Majesty.

If the Prince feels remorse, why not investigate the true cause of what happened twenty years ago...?

If you truly do everything a mother should do before discussing the matter of recognizing your child, then I might have a higher opinion of you…

"Now... even if you are of noble status and have immense wealth, we do not wish to acknowledge you as our kin."

Then he turned his gaze to Feng Xiyue, his eyes were very firm, which made Feng Xiyue, who was watching the drama unfold, sit up straight.

If you don't want to admit it, then don't. What are you going to do about it?

Feng Yu's chest heaved violently. "You...you...Your Majesty...I beg Your Majesty to do me justice! I only wish for my child to be by my side, I do not wish to be separated from my flesh and blood..."

It was truly pitiful to see him fall face down on the ground.

However, Han Zixuan and Shen Qingxi remained unmoved.

Feng Xiyue had watched the commotion for a while and wanted to say something, "Uh... Aunt, please get up. This is just a matter of whether or not to acknowledge kinship."

After all, you didn't know that any of your children had been living away from home for the past twenty years.

Now that they know it, wanting to acknowledge their ancestors is only natural, and there's nothing wrong with that. But what Han Zixuan said isn't wrong either.

After all, you're taking someone else's husband with you. Now that you know Mr. Shen is the son of a prince, what does it matter whether you acknowledge him or not? You should get along well with him in the future..."

He glanced at Han Zixuan and, seeing her dark expression, immediately changed the subject.

"Well, in the future... you'll have other children, won't you?"

Feng Yu was listening attentively, feeling that His Majesty's words were still in her favor, so why did they change their meaning later?

"No... Your Majesty... My late husband and I had a deep affection for each other. Qingxi was our only legitimate son. How could he be left to wander outside again..."

After hearing this, Han Zixuan immediately changed to a nonchalant expression, slightly raising her eyebrows as she looked at Feng Yu.

"The Prince is so grateful to his deceased husband, but has he ever let him rest in peace... He has not found the murderer who killed him for so long, and has even had so many children without a care in the world."

Now, what's with this pretentious act...?

The strange and sarcastic manner once again aroused Feng Yu's dissatisfaction. "You...you..." However, there was nothing she could do.

Feng Xiyue was a little worried that Han Zixuan might not know her limits and anger Feng Yu to death again.

He quickly tried to smooth things over.

"Ahem, Han Qing, please stop talking. As you can see, I really can't say anything about this matter of recognizing relatives, and I'm powerless to help you."

Feng Yu felt incredibly frustrated after hearing this. It seemed His Majesty didn't want to get involved anymore. If she continued to insist, she would inevitably incur His Majesty's displeasure.

Her gaze softened as she looked at Shen Qingxi, but she only saw his lowered face.

Fearing that things would escalate further, they had no choice but to temporarily give up and look for other solutions later.

"Your Majesty, I have troubled you. Your Majesty is right. Knowing that my eldest son is well has already made me extremely happy."

It's only a matter of time before they recognize each other. I'll go back and investigate immediately so I can give my deceased husband some closure as soon as possible..."

She was saying all of this to Shen Qingxi.

Feng Xiyue nodded, "Yes, it's good that Auntie understands."

Feng Yu then bowed and took his leave. Han Zixuan and her husband thought it was time to return home, so they also prepared to leave.

But Feng Xiyue stopped him. "Han Qing, please wait, I have something to tell you..."

Han Zixuan was puzzled, but still replied, "Yes."

Feng Yu glanced at Han Zixuan with a strange look, then at Feng Xiyue, and finally bowed her head and left the main hall.

As she approached the palace gate, she saw the servants of the mansion pacing anxiously in front of the carriage.

He frowned involuntarily, and the servant rushed forward anxiously, saying, "Your Highness... Your Highness is in trouble, Miss is in trouble. You... You should return to the manor immediately."

Feng Yu's already displeased expression darkened further. "What's going on? What's wrong, Miss?"

The servant's eyes darted around, and he could only stammer, "Miss...Miss...she was taken away by the people from the Jingzhao Prefecture...and now...now she's been locked up in jail."

Consort Li ordered his servants to come and find the Prince to find a way to bring the eldest daughter back from the capital.

......"

Feng Yu asked in confusion, "How could the young lady have been arrested by the Jingzhao Prefecture while she was perfectly fine at the Imperial Academy?..."

"This...this...this servant doesn't know." Consort Li said she couldn't reveal why the young lady had been arrested, or she would be beaten to death.

Seeing that she couldn't get anything out of him, Feng Yu kicked the servant hard and said in a harsh voice.

"Get out of here, what use are you... Drive to the capital city..." He was determined to go and bring the person back before asking any questions.

The servant rubbed his kicked stomach and hurriedly followed.

Meanwhile, inside the Taiji Hall, Han Zixuan asked curiously, "What business does Your Majesty have with me?"