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

He was quite interested in learning more about Han Zixuan's unique qualities.

In the dead of night, a biting wind howled, whipping up snowflakes that seemed to cut through the city walls like knives, while the copper bells on the eaves wailed in the empty alleyways.

The green tiles were covered with frost and gleamed with a pale, cold light; the wooden door creaked and swayed, as if an invisible hand was manipulating it.

As dusk settles, wisps of smoke curl around the street corner, shrouding withered branches. In the dim glow of the lanterns, shadowy figures flash by, creating an eerie silence.

Han Zixuan sat still in the room, then suddenly her ears twitched, her eyes narrowed, and she looked towards the window.

A strong gust of wind suddenly slammed against the window, and the strong wind rushed into the room, blowing the things on the table all over the place.

At this moment, Han Zixuan suddenly spoke up, "Since you're here, why bother with all this mysticism?"

A gust of wind blew by, and the man in the black robe appeared in the center of the room, his eyes, like two cold stars, piercing the darkness beneath his hood.

His gaze was like a silver needle chilled to ice, meticulously measuring her from head to toe.

The black robe fluttered without wind, and amidst the rustling sound of the fabric rubbing together, a hoarse voice carried a sense of certainty.

"You're Han Zixuan?" She's quite pretty, even strikingly beautiful.

Han Zixuan suddenly chuckled twice and said, "Could it be that you've come to the wrong place?"

The man in black narrowed his eyes slightly. "Clearly, I haven't made a mistake!"

"Han Nvjun seems different from the rumors!" "Being able to detect his presence so quickly clearly shows that her martial arts skills are not low."

However, according to his understanding, Han Zixuan was just a frail scholar.

This is clearly incorrect. It seems they don't know enough about her, or Han Zixuan has hidden it well enough.

Interesting. "Ms. Han is no ordinary person. It's a waste of her talents to keep her here!"

Wen Qing wants to recruit Han Zixuan to serve the Dong Sang Kingdom!

Han Zixuan frowned involuntarily; what she meant was...

"Oh, what do you mean?"

Seeing Han Zixuan's calm and indifferent gaze, Wen Qing relaxed a little.

"It's a real pity that someone as talented as Lady Han, who is skilled in both literature and martial arts, is being wasted as a general in the power struggle among the princesses of Fenglin!"

"With your talent and learning, why not seek another master and achieve great things?"

His tone carried a sense of regret.

Han Zixuan chuckled softly, "Hehe, it seems you have a good place to go?"

She spoke casually, but looked up at him intently.

"Of course there is..."

Wen Qing was about to mention Dong Sang Kingdom when she paused slightly, suddenly came to her senses, and spoke with some surprise.

"You're trying to trick me..." Wen Qing said with some surprise, her eyes fixed on Han Zixuan with a sinister look.

Han Zixuan, who was exposed, was not embarrassed at all, but simply shrugged.

Ha, you reacted quickly; you seem to have some brains.

With an innocent look, he said, "That's just a platitude. Isn't it because you think I'm underutilized and want to find me another place to work?"

Then I need to find out where it's going, right?

That way, I won't be sold out without even knowing it…

After he finished speaking, a faint smile remained on his lips.

Wen Qing sneered, "Han Zixuan, you really are not simple."

"What do you mean by simple or not simple? Isn't your purpose in coming here for me?"

Since you express your regret and advise me to leave Fenglin, it's not unreasonable for me to know where to go next!

Seeing her feigned innocent face, Wen Qing felt as if her chest was stuffed with cotton.

When Han Zixuan asked him in return, he felt that it was neither right to say it nor right to not say it.

Extremely frustrated, he finally let out a long sigh.

"It seems that Lady Han is not only skilled in both literature and martial arts, but also has a sharp tongue."

As he spoke, his eyes flashed with a hint of ruthlessness, and his toes turned slightly.

Han Zixuan smiled faintly and lingered on Wen Qing for a moment.

He gradually withdrew the playful expression from his face, composed himself, and spoke.

"If I'm not mistaken, you are a member of the Green Lotus Sect!"

She possessed some information that Feng Xiyue had given her regarding the interactions between Prince Rui and the Qinglian Sect.

Now that he's in her room, it's not hard for her to guess who he is.

The shock of Wen Qing's identity being revealed didn't last long.

Suddenly, he stretched out his hands and clapped them gently. "Good...good...today has truly shocked me."

I greatly admire Lady Han; are you really not going to consider my suggestion?

He still held a sliver of hope for Han Zixuan.

But Han Zixuan said calmly, "Those who walk different paths cannot make plans together."

Han Zixuan found it ridiculous that they would even think of turning her against them.

Even without Feng Xiyue's request, she and Feng Wanqing were probably adversaries from the very beginning.

Upon hearing Han Zixuan's answer, Wen Qing's expression changed drastically, her aura suddenly burst forth, and her gaze locked onto Han Zixuan.

"What a pity..."

Clearly, someone like Han Zixuan is someone he cannot control.

I'm afraid my previous plans will also be impossible to fulfill, since I can't be of any help.

As an opponent, there's no need to keep them around!

In an instant, it swiftly attacked Han Zixuan, the candlelight flickering erratically amidst the intense clash of energy.

The silver needles hidden in Wen Qing's sleeve gleamed with a cold, eerie blue light and shot towards Han Zixuan like a torrential rain.

Han Zixuan frowned slightly, lightly touched the ground with her toes, and reached for her waist. A soft sword was drawn, bringing with it a chilling sword aura, deflecting all the hidden weapons.

With a sharp screech as the sword sliced ​​through the air, she sneered, "Heh, to use a poisoned hidden weapon, truly a clever tactic."

Before he finished speaking, the sword had already pierced towards the opponent's throat like a swimming dragon.

In her haste, Wen Qing raised her hand to defend herself, but the force of Han Zixuan's palm strike caused her blood and qi to surge.

He finally realized that the seemingly frail woman in front of him possessed unfathomable inner strength.

Cold sweat trickled down his forehead, and his gaze toward Han Zixuan grew even more intense.

As their attacks became increasingly ruthless, the tables and chairs in the room were shattered.

Wenqing suddenly transformed her palm into claws, a cold light flashing between her fingers, revealing that she was wearing stainless steel finger guards.

Han Zixuan parried with her sword, sparks flying as she suddenly withdrew her sword and spun around, her soft sword coiling around her opponent's wrist like a nimble snake.

In pain, Wen Qing tore at the object with all his might, only to see Han Zixuan use the momentum to leap up and slam her knee into his face.

Wen Qing dodged to the side as best she could, and immediately launched another hidden weapon from her sleeve.

It shot straight at Han Zixuan's chest, but she skillfully dodged it.

He immediately turned around and grabbed Wenqing's arm.

Wen Qing felt as if her arm was firmly locked in a thousand-pound iron clamp, unable to move.

Han Zixuan slightly curled her lips, and was about to use force to strike hard when, in an instant, the sound of something cutting through the air came from outside the window.

A dozen assassins dressed in black burst through the window, their long swords gleaming coldly in the night.

Han Zixuan paused for a moment, then wielded her soft sword, unleashing layers of sword energy that neutralized all the assassins' attacks.

"Oh, I can't hold back anymore!" After Wen Qing appeared, she secretly used her mental power to explore the surrounding area.

They had already noticed the presence of the other men in black.

Han Zixuan didn't show much surprise at their appearance.

Instead, she swiftly and decisively dealt with her attackers one by one!

Wen Qing was shocked as she watched Han Zixuan's skillful killing methods.

Only now do we realize how much he underestimated her.