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

Han Zixuan glanced at the palace in the distance and frowned.

And look at how messy I am! It'll be past midnight before I can wash up and get myself ready!

Wouldn't going home disturb the whole family?

Never mind... never mind, I'd better go home first!

Go home and see your family first, take a shower and get some sleep, and see Feng Xiyue tomorrow.

"This is indeed not quite appropriate. How about this, it's getting late, and washing up will take quite a while."

"I'll take my leave now, Your Majesty!"

Before even Ronghua could react, he turned and walked away.

Ronghua was left stunned, looking completely bewildered. "No...this...this..."

Han Zixuan had only taken two steps when she remembered something, and she took out a stack of things from her arms and stuffed them into Ronghua's arms.

He said urgently, "Please trouble Aunt Ronghua to give these things to His Majesty! I'll head back now!"

I almost forgot why I came here; I forgot what I was carrying.

Ronghua looked at the stack of papers in his arms, completely bewildered.

"Oh...no...Commander Han...this...this won't do..."

Just as I was about to ask what it was, I saw that Han Zixuan had already walked far away.

Ronghua hesitated, looking troubled, before finally heading to the Taiji Hall with the things in her arms.

Feng Xiyue was dealing with government affairs at a loss when she saw Ronghua with a strange expression.

He asked in confusion, "Ronghua, what's wrong? What are you holding in your arms?"

Ronghua knelt down with a thud, her voice trembling as she spoke.

"Your Majesty...Commander Han...Commander Han has arrived!"

Feng Xiyue's eyes lit up, and she suddenly stood up from the table, exclaiming with delight, "Han Zixuan is back? Quick... quickly, please invite her over!"

Ronghua trembled violently, "Your Majesty... Commander Han... Commander Han has gone back again!"

"What? She went back to where? Didn't she go to the palace?"

"Your Majesty, Commandant Han has just returned to his residence!"

Feng Xiyue was puzzled. "It's not that I haven't summoned her yet... so who told her to leave?"

Wasn't Han Zixuan so arrogant that everyone was ignoring her existence?

Upon hearing this, Ronghua immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed several times.

"Your Majesty, spare me... Your Majesty, spare me! It's... it was my fault..."

Feng Xiyue raised an eyebrow and said in a deep voice, "What did you say?"

Despite the freezing weather, Ronghua was startled and broke out in a cold sweat.

“This servant deserves to die… It is… It is all this servant’s fault. This servant sees… sees Commandant Han.”

He was covered in blood and still holding a sword.

His appearance was somewhat frightening, so...so he told Commander Han to bathe and change his clothes...to rest and recuperate before coming to see the Emperor.

Han... Commander Han also felt that it was inappropriate to meet the emperor in this manner, so he left directly.

He said it was getting late and washing up would take time, so he would see His Majesty first... He took these out of his bosom and told the servant to give them to His Majesty...

With trembling hands, he placed a stack of papers on Feng Xiyue's desk.

Feng Xiyue's face was incredibly dark at this moment...

He rubbed his forehead, speechless, and said angrily to Ronghua.

"Damn it, what's going on now, and you're still concerned about those empty formalities..."

She was getting anxious and frustrated waiting for Feng Wanqing's matter.

Han Zixuan was almost at the Taiji Hall when she got a little dirty.

The person just left like that...

It's utterly speechless! My gaze fell on Ronghua, who was kneeling on the ground, trembling like a leaf.

He said angrily, "From now on, Commandant Han can enter the palace however he wants without any hindrance."

Don't worry about her, just take her directly to the Taiji Hall when you enter the palace.

You, Ronghua… sigh… I won’t punish you severely today, but deduct half a year’s salary and don’t you dare show your face in front of me again these next two days…”

Then he sat back down on the phoenix chair, looked at the papers that were now in a mess, and began to examine them one by one.

Ronghua felt as if he had been granted a pardon, and hurriedly thanked the emperor profusely, "Thank you, Your Majesty... Thank you, Your Majesty..."

Withholding half a year's salary was hardly a punishment for her.

"Alright... get down..."

He then looked intently at the folded document and letter in his hand.

Feng Xiyue's brows gradually furrowed as she watched.

He said angrily, "Well done... What a clever tactic... Dong Sang Kingdom, what a clever tactic."

How dare they covet my Fenglin Kingdom… Guards…”

As soon as he finished speaking, Yingfeng suddenly appeared in the main hall!

"His Majesty!"

"Yingfeng, immediately take the Shadow Guards to check if what's written here is true."

If true, investigate the situation of these families.

If they are truly involved with other countries, arrest them, confiscate their property, and escort them back to the capital!

"Yes! Your Majesty!"

When Han Zixuan appeared at the Han residence, it caused quite a stir.

Shen Qingxi, Ji Beichen, and the others were in tears.

"My wife is finally back!"

"Why didn't you tell us in advance that you were coming back? We could have welcomed you at the gate!"

"That's right, the wife has been gone for over a month and hasn't written a single letter!"

This has given us quite a bit of worry!

Han Zixuan smiled and kissed each of the three on the cheek, saying with a smile.

"It is my fault, gentlemen, please don't be angry."

"You've worked hard at your household these past few days, my lord!"

Ji Beichen shook his head and said, "What are you saying, my wife? We are one."

Even if the wife is not at home, we can still take good care of the house and children!

Shen Qingxi didn't speak, but instead looked Han Zixuan up and down.

Checking for injuries, little Han Lingxi blinked her watery eyes.

In a childish voice, she said, "Mama... Mama... hug me..."

Han Zixuan hugged the little radish head with a smile, "Good...good little Lingxi, have you thought about your mother!"

"I miss...my mother..."

It is said that a child is just one year old when they begin to recognize people.

I've been away for almost a month, and I never expected that Xiao Lingxi wouldn't have forgotten me.

He hugged his daughter and kissed her several times.

The other kids immediately became unhappy.

I didn't show favoritism; I left a deep kiss on each child's face.

Hearing the commotion, Han's father hurriedly came from the backyard.

Before she arrived, her voice preceded her, upon seeing Han Zixuan standing there unharmed.

Tears welled up in Han's father's eyes, "My daughter!"

It's good that you're back... It's good that you're back.

......"

Tears streamed down her face as she clapped and cheered, "Good...it's all thanks to your mother's blessings from heaven."

A bead of cold sweat trickled down Han Zixuan's forehead.

The family enjoyed a happy dinner together.

He took a good bath and, feeling very relaxed, soaked in the tub for about 15 minutes before getting out.

He was wearing a casual undergarment with a white fox fur cloak draped over it.

Still shrouded in a light mist, she strode into An Jinglan's room.

Han Ruoxi was already fast asleep, and An Jinglan had already finished getting ready.

She smelled wonderful, and the flickering candlelight illuminated her handsome profile.

She sat quietly on the bed and saw Han Zixuan come in.

He walked slowly towards her, speaking softly, "My lady!"

With a slight blink and a hint of nervousness in her eyes, Han Zixuan stepped into the room.

He casually took An Jinglan's hand and led the two of them back to sit on the bed.

Han Zixuan wrapped her arms around An Jinglan's slender waist and rested her head on An Jinglan's shoulder.

A faint fragrance wafted into Han Zixuan's nostrils, stirring her restless heart...

"Jinglan...you smell so good..."