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

Feng Xiyue's expression turned serious, and she said in silence.

"A report came from the northwest border that the Western Shu Kingdom wants to come to Fenglin to negotiate peace."

The envoys from Nanzhao and Dongsang Kingdoms will also come to Fenglin to congratulate me on my ascension to the throne.

These are all documents received in recent days.

Although it is customary for envoys from other countries to come and offer congratulations when a new emperor ascends the throne.

But this time, she had a vague feeling that something was wrong.

She had just ascended the throne and had not yet fully taken control of Fenglin, so she had not informed any of the other countries about her ascension.

But now that the people were already on their way, she couldn't refuse them, so she could only welcome the envoys from various countries.

Han Zixuan frowned and asked, "When will the visits from various countries take place?"

"We will arrive in Kyoto in another half month!" Feng Xiyue said calmly.

"What a wonderful diplomatic opportunity this is with envoys from various countries!"

Han Zixuan was confused. "So what if they're coming? Fenglin is the most powerful among the surrounding countries."

Other small countries were simply no match for it; the only one worth mentioning was the Western Shu Kingdom.

For more than a decade, there has been constant friction between China and Fenglin Kingdom, which share a border.

However, they never had any major conflicts and were able to coexist peacefully.

The Southern Zhao Kingdom was a small, isolated country with a small population, rarely interacting with the outside world.

As for Dongsang Kingdom, Feng Wanqing's incident makes this clear.

It seems he has other intentions towards Fenglin Kingdom.

Feng Xiyue glanced at her lightly, "Hehe... to put it nicely, the countries are getting along well."

The border residents have been able to live peacefully for over a decade; if things weren't harmonious, well…!

His gaze grew increasingly deep. "I have just ascended the throne, and the court is not yet stable."

These people have come to Fenglin probably to see me make a fool of myself, and also to take the opportunity to investigate the actual situation of my Fenglin Kingdom.

Although I am not a cowardly person, I do not want to be in this situation.

It made people look down on Feng Lin and Gu...

They may have ulterior motives for coming here, and if we're not careful, Fenglin could become a target for other countries.

......"

His expression grew increasingly solemn, and his fingers slowly contracted.

He turned around and stared intently at Han Zixuan, as if trying to see right through her.

Han Zixuan sighed helplessly and asked, "What does Your Majesty wish me to do?"

Feng Xiyue immediately put on a smile and said, "Hehe, Zixuan understands me best."

"I don't have many capable people around me right now, and Han Qing is one of my most trusted lieutenants."

Therefore, I would like to appoint Minister Han as the receptionist for the envoys from various countries this time. What does Minister Han think?

The eldest princess has difficulty walking, and the fourth princess is not capable of being trusted. Among the court officials, there are only a few whom can be trusted.

She had other plans, and not just anyone could take on the role of receptionist.

She felt that such an important position was perfect for Han Zixuan.

Han Zixuan looked up at her, "Your Majesty, aren't you afraid that I will embarrass Fenglin Kingdom in front of the envoys of various countries!"

Good grief, they've made me a diplomat! Why do I suddenly feel like I'm going to work?!

Han Zixuan was inwardly resistant, but Feng Xiyue smiled and said.

"Shameful? Would Han Qing care about such empty things?"

I am not afraid, I am not afraid, I trust Han Qing.

Besides, I've never shown Han Qing a kind look, so there's no need to worry about such things!

Now that things had come to this point, Han Zixuan felt that it would be inappropriate to postpone it any longer.

Well, it's just being a receptionist for a few days, it shouldn't be a big deal.

After thinking for a moment, Han Zixuan finally nodded, "Yes, Your Majesty, I will follow your arrangements!"

"Very well! If it weren't for my eldest sister's leg problems, I wouldn't have made Han Qing work so hard!"

These were all the truths, and Han Zixuan nodded in agreement.

I couldn't help but think of that gloomy woman sitting in a wheelchair.

It's truly a pity that such a stunningly beautiful woman has become disabled!

If there is an opportunity in the future...

Ten days passed in the blink of an eye.

That morning, it snowed heavily in Kyoto.

Lead-like clouds hung low, as dark as ink, and large snowflakes, carrying the chill of the air, fell softly.

Before long, a layer of snow-white covered the ground.

The snow was falling heavier and heavier, but the number of pedestrians was not decreasing as the year-end approached.

They hurried past, wrapped tightly in cloaks, their boots crunching through the thin ice.

The mules and horses carrying goods exhaled white mist, and a layer of fluffy snow accumulated on the cart shafts.

Snowflakes covered the oil-paper umbrellas on the bamboo baskets, their warm fragrance mingling with the crispness of the snow as it drifted in the cold wind.

Icicles hung from the eaves of the city gate tower, snow accumulated on the glazed tiles, and the copper bells on the eaves tinkled in the wind.

A few crows, startled by the falling snow, took flight and skimmed over the mottled vermilion paint of the city gate.

Inside a carriage at the city gate, Han Zixuan and Ji Beichen were craning their necks to look outside.

Han Zixuan wore a moon-white mink cloak, a lotus-root-colored soft satin dress, and a matching sharkskin sash around her waist.

Adorned with a perfectly round and smooth white jade safety buckle, it sways gently with movement.

Ji Beichen wore a lake-blue brocade robe with gold trim, and a light blue cloak over it.

Her black hair was tied up with a white jade crown, and she exuded a calm and noble aura. The two of them sat quietly in the carriage waiting.

Ji Beichen looked anxiously out the window, "The snow is getting heavier and heavier!"

"I hope Xiaoxiao and the others aren't stuck on the road!"

With a tone full of worry, Han Zixuan slowly sat down next to Ji Beichen.

She grabbed his slightly cold hand. Although there was a stove burning inside the carriage, Ji Beichen's hands would naturally get cold from repeatedly lifting the window.

Winters in Fenglin Kingdom are exceptionally cold, Han Zixuan gently warmed Ji Beichen's hand and said softly.

"It shouldn't be. I received a letter from Ji Xiao a couple of days ago saying that they were traveling on the official road."

"It will be quick; we'll definitely arrive in Kyoto today. The snow came quickly, so I'm afraid it won't be heavy. Beichen, don't worry."

With his wife's comfort, Ji Beichen felt much more at ease.

She nodded gently and sighed, "Oh, it's been so long since I've seen Xiaoxiao. They've even taken care of the children."

"I'm afraid we'll suffer along the way..."

Ji Xiao and Jin Yu had a daughter, and both families were overjoyed.

After another agonizing 15 minutes, we finally saw the convoy slowly approaching in the distance.

Han Zixuan easily jumped off the carriage, turned around and took Ji Beichen's hand to help him down as well.

The two stopped on the road and looked at a long procession in the distance, consisting of fifteen or sixteen carriages.

The procession stopped at the city gate in a grand manner, and only when we got closer could we see it clearly.

There were even more than a dozen bodyguards on tall horses protecting them on both sides.

Ji Xiao got off the carriage first and saw his brother and sister-in-law running excitedly toward them.

Huanxi said, "Brother... Sister Zixuan, why are you waiting at the city gate!"

"With such heavy snow, you must have been waiting a long time! Aren't you cold?"

Although he said he was blaming them, he couldn't hide his joy and excitement when he saw his family.

Han Zixuan and Ji Xiao exchanged a glance and smiled knowingly at each other.

Ji Beichen shook his head with a smile and carefully examined Ji Xiao, secretly relieved.

Only then did he speak, "Not long after, my wife and I stayed in the car, where there was a heater so we weren't cold."

But what about you... By the way... how are Yu'er and the child doing?