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

Feng Liluo's body gradually tensed up, and her gaze became intense as she met Han Zixuan's.

His voice carried a hint of anger, "Commander Han... what are you doing? Is it not extremely disrespectful to treat my crippled body like this?"

No one would allow someone to do whatever they want to their wounds.

Han Zixuan looked up and met Feng Liluo's eyes, but her hands did not stop moving.

Instead, they became increasingly unscrupulous in pinching and squeezing this and that.

Although Feng Liluo's legs were crippled, she did not appear to have completely lost her ability to move.

Her bones are growing, but they are much thinner than those of a normal person.

Although she cannot walk, the muscles in her legs have not atrophied to an extreme degree.

This indicates that treatment and massage have been ongoing over the years.

"Your Highness, are you really unable to feel your legs?"

Feng Liluo restrained her emotions and said slowly, "No feeling... What does Commander Han want to ask?"

"Are you testing whether I'm faking it?"

Her tone was accusatory, but Han Zixuan responded calmly.

"No, it's just that I feel it must be very painful for King Qi to have been in a wheelchair for so many years!"

Feng Liluo stared intently at her feet, her gaze deep and unfathomable. "What... are you pitying me?"

They're still mocking her...

He tried his best to suppress the stabbing pain in his chest and pretended to be very calm.

She had encountered this situation many times before, and should have lost consciousness long ago.

Why do I still feel a tightness and pain in my chest?

Unexpectedly, Han Zixuan suddenly asked, "Does Your Highness Prince Qi wish to stand up?"

Feng Liluo's eyes widened in surprise as she looked at Han Zixuan with a questioning and puzzled expression.

Inside the Taiji Hall, Feng Xiyue slammed her hand on the table, her eyes suddenly widening. "What... Han Zixuan, you're not joking?"

"Can my elder sister really stand up again?"

The shock was beyond words.

Han Zixuan, however, looked at Feng Xiyue with a questioning expression.

He casually asked, "Does Your Majesty feel happy or worried when you learn that Prince Qi can stand up?"

After all, a grown and outstanding prince is not a good thing for Feng Xiyue!

Feng Xiyue frowned and looked at Han Zixuan, "Han Qing, what do you mean by that!"

I am naturally happy that my elder sister can stand up, how could I be worried..."

Then, as if realizing something, he said solemnly, "You mean if my elder sister recovers, will it pose a threat to my throne, right?"

Han Zixuan remained calm as she looked at her, but then she heard Feng Xiyue speak slowly.

"Zixuan, the relationship between me and my elder sister is not what you think."

Although my sister and I are not born of the same father, in my heart she is my own sister.

If it weren't for my elder sister, I'm afraid I would have died in that dry well in the harem long ago!

She should have been full of vigor, but she suffered a lot of humiliation because she couldn't walk.

If it weren't for my elder sister's leg, I'm afraid Mother would have made her the Crown Princess long ago!

"If my elder sister desires this throne, I will abdicate without complaint!"

Han Zixuan was somewhat surprised after hearing Feng Xiyue's words.

Good heavens, they're even willing to give up the throne; how deep must their bond be!

While she was still in a daze, Feng Xiyue had already come to Han Zixuan's side and said anxiously.

"Over the years, I have searched for renowned doctors all over the land, but none of them have been able to cure my elder sister's leg..."

"Zixuan, do you have a way to help my elder sister stand up?"

With eyes full of anticipation, Han Zixuan nodded.

“I do have a way to help King Qi stand up! However…”

The spiritual spring water can restore any severed limb to normal, as long as it is not an amputated limb.

She also examined Feng Liluo's legs, explaining why she couldn't walk.

It must be a problem with a certain nerve, which the spiritual spring water can completely cure.

But now, seeing Feng Xiyue looking so nervous...

She would be missing out if she didn't take the opportunity to make some demands!

Hearing that she only said half of what she wanted to say, Feng Xiyue looked anxious.

"But what... Han Zixuan, just tell me what you want. As long as it's not too unreasonable, I'll agree to it!"

These words quickly triggered Han Zixuan's previous memories.

Suddenly realizing, she exclaimed, "Wait a minute... Feng Xiyue... you still owe me a promise!"

I almost forgot, but Feng Xiyue's eyes lit up and she immediately said, "I haven't forgotten, just mention it..."

Whether you owe one debt or a whole bunch of debts, you'll still owe them eventually, and you can just pay them back slowly in the future!

Han Zixuan immediately rolled her eyes at her.

I thought she was trying to renege on her promise, but I didn't expect that she could keep up with it.

He then turned around and said, "Okay... that makes two promises!"

I'll go back and discuss it with my husbands before asking you to honor the agreement.

"King Qi's leg can indeed be healed, but it will take some time."

Taking the opportunity, he quickly kept it a secret, saying that if it were done in one go, he would cure the King of Qi.

Anyone could see something was wrong; it's best to cover for them.

Feng Xiyue was already prepared. "How long will it take?"

Han Zixuan thought for a moment and said, "Ten days, it will take ten days!"

Feng Xiyue sighed, "Ten days... I thought it would be ten years!"

These spare moments are nothing; hurry and treat King Qi!

Seeing that she agreed so readily, Han Zixuan didn't keep her in suspense any longer.

He readily agreed and was about to leave when he suddenly remembered something.

"Oh, right... you know what happened in the Western Shu Kingdom today, right?" I almost forgot my real purpose for coming to the palace.

Upon hearing this, Feng Xiyue smiled broadly, "Hehe, I know. The people from the Ministry of Rites came to tell me about your actions today this morning!"

Well done! I knew I hadn't misjudged you, Han Zixuan! You are truly magnificent!

There's no need to restrain yourself. Since envoys from other countries have come to Fenglin, they must abide by the rules of Fenglin.

The Western Shu Kingdom is arrogant; they really deserve to suffer a bit.

Han Zixuan, however, had a helpless expression on her face.

"This job of receptionist is not a good one. You should find someone else to receive you!"

Today it is Western Shu, tomorrow it is Southern Zhao, and there is also the Eastern Sang Kingdom. If it were like Western Shu...

I fear that I may not be able to stop myself and could further provoke hostility from other countries towards Fenglin…

You should find some more easy-going officials to receive us!

To put it bluntly, they just don't want to do this job; you should find someone else right away.

But Feng Xiyue laughed loudly, "Haha... Han Zixuan is no match for anyone."

Only by entrusting it to you can I feel at ease. The other two countries will arrive tomorrow.

Where can I find another minister as trustworthy as Han Qing?

Hearing about Han Zixuan stepping on Thor made her blood boil!

It's a shame I wasn't there, otherwise...

Han Zixuan raised an eyebrow and looked at Feng Xiyue, saying, "Don't worry... you're really carefree."

After exchanging a few more pleasantries, Han Zixuan brought some gifts from Feng Xiyue.

He returned to the Han family home, sighed, and thought, "Well... I can't refuse now."

As soon as I arrived home, I saw a very capable woman sitting in the center of the main hall!

He exuded a faint killing intent, and immediately stood up when he saw Han Zixuan enter.

Han Zixuan looked around curiously, and then heard Shen Qingxi's introduction.

“My lady…this…this is He Yun from the He family, who has come to see you today…”