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

In the stillness of the night, Han Zixuan stood atop the city gate, gazing at the distant starlight with a deep look in her eyes, her fingers slowly twirling.

He then gathered his strength and leaped down from the high city wall, his figure instantly disappearing into the darkness.

A ghostly figure flashed by across the empty fields.

Han Zixuan found her way into Feng Wanqing's army after dodging and weaving.

Concealing himself in the darkness, he unleashed his spiritual power and, after a search, found the tent where Feng Wanqing was.

After standing still, he looked around at the patrolling soldiers who hadn't noticed his presence, so he relaxed a little.

As I slowly approached the tent, I heard a reprimanding voice coming from inside.

"Hmph, how dare they disregard me! Send someone to invite Master Wen here. I must have a good talk with him."

At this moment, Feng Wanqing was still angry about being ignored and driven away by Commander Lu.

An Yun, also looking worried, comforted him, "Your Highness, this is indeed going too far. There are uncontrollable risks in cooperating with Jianghu gangs."

It's out now, isn't it?

If the Green Lotus Sect continues to ignore Your Highness and disregard you, they will surely be obedient and support Your Highness if they were to invade the capital...

In my humble opinion, Your Highness should make plans as soon as possible; it's best to keep the initiative in your own hands..."

If the Green Lotus Sect had ulterior motives, they would be like meat on a chopping board, at the mercy of others.

Feng Wanqing also looked thoughtful, and hesitated before speaking, "Leader Wen has a close relationship with the Murong family..."

"When I raised my army, he also sent just as many men..."

The more she thought about it, the more something seemed off. She could have the intention to take advantage of others, but she felt uneasy about being schemed against by them.

Seeing that Feng Wanqing was showing signs of softening, An Yun became even more suspicious.

"Your Highness, if I may speak frankly, the Murong family has already had their property confiscated by the Prince of Jin."

The Murong family is almost gone, which inevitably has some connection with Leader Wen.

Even if it was out of gratitude towards the Murong family and a desire to avenge them.

"It seems somewhat unreasonable that the cult could assemble an army of over 30,000 followers in such a short time..."

She had suspected it before, but Feng Wanqing had been blinded by the idea of ​​rebelling and seizing the throne.

They wouldn't listen at all. Now the entire army was under the control of the Qinglian Sect, and Feng Wanwanqing also saw Commander Lu's attitude.

Now we can see their situation very clearly.

"Then...then...what should we do now? We're almost in Kyoto now, and it might not be the right time to break ties with him."

Without his help, how can I contend with Feng Xiyue? And with the 30,000 men Han Zixuan brought this time, even these 50,000 men are struggling to hold their own. If it were just my 20,000 men, we wouldn't even be able to reach the capital, let alone confront Feng Xiyue..."

Seeing that Feng Wanqing had realized the current situation, An Yun immediately expressed her thoughts: "Your Highness is right. It is indeed not the right time to directly talk about severing ties."

However, Your Highness can first stabilize them, and after conquering Fuhu Town, gradually sever ties with the Qinglian Sect and take over control of the army.

"Your Highness can then have absolute authority and have no worries about the future..."

After hearing this, Feng Wanqing quickly shook her head; she had also considered this method.

After using Qinglian and teaching her well, she would dump them. But yesterday, when Wenqing had someone hold a knife to her neck, I could deeply feel the cruelty of Wenqing.

If he were to reveal any other intentions, Wenqing would likely kill her before he could even make a move.

"No...no, An Yun, this won't do. If I show this, Wen Qing will definitely turn around and kill me."

No...if that doesn't work, let's think of something else.

Ever since Wen Qing brought her back from the wilderness, she has known about the ruthlessness of the Qinglian Sect.

She would never have dared to do anything to the Qinglian Sect and Wen Qing if she hadn't ascended the throne.

An Yun frowned, looking at Feng Wanqing with a hint of helplessness. "But Your Highness..."

Before the two could continue speaking, a mocking laugh suddenly came from behind.

Han Zixuan had been listening for a while and overheard their conversation.

But I couldn't help laughing inside.

The laughter quickly caught the attention of the two women, who were instantly horrified. Their conversation had been overheard.

It’s over…It’s over…

"Who...who's there...come out here right now, or else..."

Han Zixuan walked out from behind with a smile, looking at the two of them with a light laugh.

When Feng Wanqing recognized Han Zixuan, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Then came a look of utter shock.

An Yun's expression was strange, and she spoke in a trembling voice, "Han Zixuan...you...how...how did you get in...Guards, guards...quickly..."

Feng Wanqing took several steps back, pleading, "Come on...come on..."

Before she could finish speaking, Han Zixuan was already in front of her.

He tapped Feng Wanqing a few times with his finger, and she collapsed to the ground as if she had no bones.

He looked at Han Zixuan with fear in his eyes.

The same method was used on An Yun, controlling both of them, while Han Zixuan casually sat on a chair to the side.

He chuckled as he looked at the two of them. "Heh, I never expected His Highness Prince Rui to be so foolish."

Your idea is truly unique; I am truly impressed…

How incredibly stupid must they be to not see through the Green Lotus Sect's conspiracy?

He let others control the whole situation while he waited on the sidelines for others to help him seize the throne.

Thank goodness... thank goodness... Feng Xiyue isn't like that, otherwise she would have seriously considered moving to another place to live!

Feng Wanqing stared blankly, making a hissing sound in her throat.

But she couldn't utter a single word, and Han Zixuan clicked her tongue twice.

"You don't want me to say you're stupid? Sigh, then I'll mercifully tell you."

Previously, she had received such favor from the late emperor, and also had a father who was a noble prince and a powerful ancestral family.

Unsatisfied and reckless, he secretly raised a private army and committed heinous acts such as setting fire to the mountain, killing so many people.

I can't believe that a martial arts sect would wholeheartedly wish you success in ascending the throne.

You actually believe something like that? You're worse than a three-year-old.

Fortunately, it wasn't you who ascended the throne, otherwise... the Fenglin dynasty might have changed hands!

How can people be so stupid?

It's obvious that the Qinglian Sect wants to use Feng Wanqing's identity to achieve some kind of goal.

However, Feng Wanqing was foolish and unaware of this...

Feng Wanqing seemed somewhat unconvinced, her eyes wide open.

He stared intently at Han Zixuan, struggling to speak, "Uh...uh...uh..."

Han Zixuan turned her head and saw An Yun standing motionless to the side.

He sneered inwardly, "What kind of good person is someone who doesn't care about his own son's life or death?"

Now that she has severed ties with Jinglan, she has no need to feel any guilt.

Thinking of the purpose of her visit, Han Zixuan came to the two of them.

He lifted one person in each hand, hoisted them onto his shoulder, and leaped into the night.

Because you're carrying two people on your back, you're bound to be a bigger target.

Eventually, the patrolling soldiers noticed something amiss.

"Invaders... Enemy attack!"