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

Han Zixuan said in a calm tone, "Even if you don't want to meet me."

But as a mother, I don't want her to feel that her mother doesn't dislike her or care about her.

She will always be my daughter.

He then took out a pair of exquisite silver bracelets from his bosom.

The silver bracelet has an exquisite pattern, with a star and a moon engraved on it.

Gently, she put the bandage on Xiaoye Lin, her movements light so as not to wake her.

Yi Chen watched silently from the side, a complex emotion flashing across his eyes!

After putting the bracelet on Xiao Yelin, he turned his gaze to Yi Chen.

The two looked at each other, but Yi Chen felt awkward and didn't want to meet his gaze.

Han Zixuan calmly replied, "Your identity is special, I will not interfere with anything you do."

However, I still want to tell you that if you encounter any difficulties, you can come to me anytime.

Then, a delicate little bottle, tied with a silver chain in the middle, was gently placed on the table.

She didn't want to favor one over the other, since Shen Qingxi and the others all had the life-saving spring water.

She mistreats everyone, even if that person doesn't like her much.

But the fact remains that the two had a relationship and had a child.

"The things in here can save your life, take good care of them..." Being an assassin is such a dangerous profession, having this is just in case.

Yi Chen's eyelids trembled slightly as he couldn't help but recall the magical water he had drunk before.

Han Zixuan exuded a mysterious aura that made him irresistibly drawn to get closer and explore her... He slowly raised his eyes to look at Han Zixuan.

"Can you tell me who you really are?"

This wasn't the first time he'd asked, but he'd been interrupted by various circumstances before, and Yi Chen could no longer hold back.

Han Zixuan stared intently at Yi Chen, her eyes deep and unfathomable. She knew she couldn't keep her secret forever.

The previous upgrade of his superpowers was also due to Yi Chen, and after such a long time, he must have already revealed many flaws.

The room fell into an unusual silence. After thinking for a long time, Han Zixuan spoke softly.

“I am not a citizen of Fenglin Kingdom, nor even a citizen of your dynasty.”

I don't know how I got here.

But I am very content living here, and I will probably continue to live here in the future…

Han Zixuan didn't know how to explain her background—a post-apocalyptic future…and he couldn't understand any of it.

After hearing these ambiguous words, Yi Chen's brows furrowed even more. "Not from here?"

Her eyes widened instantly. "Then are you human or a demon...?"

Is Han Zixuan some kind of legendary demon...? She seems to know nothing but demonic magic...?

Han Zixuan couldn't help but chuckle when she heard his words, and looked at Yi Chen, finding him rather adorable now.

A slight smile played on her lips. "Are you worried about the incompatibility between humans and transgender people?" They both have children now; isn't it a bit too late to have doubts?

The soft chuckle made Yi Chen blush slightly, then he said, "You... whatever you are, we won't have any contact anymore anyway..."

With a hint of embarrassment and annoyance in her tone, Han Zixuan slowly uttered, "A normal person."

She didn't know why she was willing to tell him these things, but since she had already said them, she didn't have too many worries.

After all, time travel is a rather fantastical concept, so how many people would truly believe it...?

"Alright, who knows when we'll meet again? Let's part ways here and take care..."

She heard them talking about evacuating Kyoto when she arrived.

Since he was unwilling to go back with her, she couldn't force him to stay, and they parted ways, not knowing if they would ever see each other again.

Having already stayed for quite a while, he decided to leave.

Yi Chen pursed his lips, his heart filled with complex emotions.

But she still nodded, her voice a little hoarse, "Take care..."

Han Zixuan smiled and turned her gaze to the small bed next to her again.

Even in the depths of sleep, she was still gently sucking her lips.

Han Zixuan then vanished from the room in a flash.

Yi Chen was left staring blankly in the direction where Han Zixuan had disappeared, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

He picked up the delicate little bottle on the table and gripped it tightly in his hand.

A moment later, the door suddenly opened slightly and Shi Yue stepped in, only to see Yi Chen lost in thought and the young master sleeping soundly.

He called out softly, "Sect Master..."

Yi Chen then came to his senses, slowly put his hands behind his back, and composed himself.

"Are all departments ready?"

"Reporting to the Pavilion Master, everything is ready, and we can leave at any time."

Yi Chen walked to the small bed and saw the silver bracelet on Ye Lin's hand, then lowered his eyelids.

Gently pick up the sleeping Xiao Yelin, "Let's go immediately."

Shi Yue cupped his hands and replied, "Yes."

He didn't ask much about Han Zixuan's matter. He believed that the Pavilion Master would make his own choice.

The next morning, in the biting cold, Han Zixuan stood on the high platform, clad in silver scale armor.

Shining with a fine silver light under the sunlight, Han Zixuan, clad in armor, exuded a unique and domineering aura.

She wrapped the long whip around her waist, and her black hair cascaded down like a waterfall.

Her hair was immediately tied up high with a ribbon woven with gold and silver threads.

Her neat high ponytail swayed gently with her movements, and the silver tassels hanging down her hair swayed slightly with her breath.

Her usually gentle almond-shaped eyes were now frosty, her eyebrows were sharp as swords slanting towards her temples, and her red lips were tightly pursed.

The morning light pierced through the clouds, gilding her with a golden edge, making her look like a golden-armored immortal descending from the sky.

Feng Xiyue, who was standing on the stage, couldn't help but be impressed when she saw Han Zixuan like this.

He said to Yingfeng beside him, "Han Zixuan actually looks quite good in this armor!"

With the air of a great general, Yingfeng nodded slightly, his gaze drawn to Han Zixuan.

And so, Han Zixuan led 35,000 garrison troops to Suizhou.

Many people were still resentful of Han Zixuan's appointment as a parachuted captain.

Once they left the imperial city, they could hear some soldiers whispering among themselves.

"Hey, you guys don't know, do you? I heard our commander this time is a scholar's wife!"

"Scholar, this... he's not a bookworm, is he?"

"How can she lead troops into battle? Why would His Majesty send her? Isn't that just ridiculous!"

"Fighting a war isn't like having her pick up a pen and write an article. We're not going to follow her and die for nothing, are we?"

"I think it's risky. Anyway, I only have one life, and I definitely can't let anyone waste it!"

"No way she'll give me orders!"

"Yes...yes...if this captain gives orders, we can just listen to them; we can't just throw our lives away."

"Moreover, it was a fight against overwhelming odds; Prince Rui had 50,000 strong and capable soldiers."

How can we possibly win this battle?!

"Good...good sisters, I heard that Prince Rui is also the daughter of the late emperor."

These sisters are using our lives as a shield in their fight!

Perhaps we should leave secretly once we're far from Kyoto. Anyway, I'm not willing to fight alongside a weak scholar.

It would be so pathetic to die like that!

"Yes...yes...hey, take one with you!"

"Okay... anyone else want to leave?!"

The people who were surrounded looked very smug. Just as they were talking to each other, three long arrows suddenly flew in from a distance.

An arrow pierced the head of the person who had been speaking most excitedly, silencing him completely.