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

"Today, everyone must give me, Feng Lin, an explanation, or else..."

snort! "

Feng Xiyue's expression was cold, and everyone couldn't help but tremble!

"This this……"

Finally, the people of Western Shu could not hold out any longer and gathered together to discuss the matter.

Tana stepped forward, stomped her foot angrily, and said, "What do you want?"

Seeing that they had agreed, Feng Xiyue and Han Zixuan smiled.

Turning his gaze towards the direction of the envoy from the Southern Zhao Kingdom, Wu Yu saw that the Western Shu Kingdom had already compromised.

There was no point in them continuing the stalemate, so they could only bow and signify their submission.

Feng Xiyue's eyes flickered, and she said in a serious tone, "This matter is of great importance, so it naturally needs to be discussed carefully..."

Han Zixuan left the Taiji Hall and looked at the sky just beginning to lighten with the first hint of dawn.

A faint, almost imperceptible smell of gunpowder wafted through the crisp, cold wind, slowly permeating the red walls and golden tiles of the Taiji Hall.

Han Zixuan stood quietly at the entrance of the Taiji Hall, gazing at the faint dawn on the eastern horizon.

The pent-up frustration in my chest all night seemed to melt away little by little in the cool morning light, and I couldn't help but exhale a breath of stale air.

This sigh, tinged with weariness, ruined what a joyful day it had been!

Just as he was about to walk towards the palace gate, he unexpectedly ran into Prince Rong, Feng Yuntang.

Feng Yuntang wore a well-tailored, moon-white brocade dress that accentuated her still somewhat childish figure.

Her dark blue hair was loosely tied up, with a few stray strands falling beside her fair cheeks.

On his youthful face, weariness was like a thin veil, and the dark circles under his eyes resembled the ink of a night that had not yet dissipated, revealing a hint of despondency.

She looked up and met Han Zixuan's gaze; a look of surprise flashed in her eyes.

It seemed somewhat puzzling to see Han Zixuan at this time and place.

In an instant, his brows furrowed slightly, his lips pressed into a heavy line, but he didn't stop walking.

Since we've encountered it, we can't pretend we didn't see it.

Han Zixuan tidied herself up and then bowed to Feng Yuntang!

"Greetings, Your Highness Prince Rong!"

Feng Yuntang adjusted her expression, adopting a kind demeanor.

"Commander Han, you may dispense with the formalities!"

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

She thought the two would part ways there, but Feng Yuntang had no intention of letting her go.

He asked softly, "Commander Han, did you just come out of the Taiji Hall at this hour?"

Han Zixuan looked at this young girl, whose eyes already showed shrewdness!

Although she didn't have much contact with this Prince Rong, how many people who grew up in the palace were truly foolish?

Not to mention, Emperor Fengwu had once considered passing the throne to this young fourth princess.

The fact that they are still safe and sound today is certainly not due to their status as ordinary people.

She certainly cannot be treated like a young girl, looking at her somewhat deliberate smile.

Han Zixuan could only calmly reply, "Your Highness, His Majesty has ordered me to handle some matters."

There was no intention to say anything more.

However, Feng Yuntang did not notice and continued to ask questions.

"Oh, today is the first day of the month, it must be something very important."

"That's why my elder sister summoned you to the palace at this time!" Her eyes were fixed on the Taiji Hall not far away!

Han Zixuan looked up, saw through her thoughts, and said calmly.

"Is it something important?"

Feng Yuntang immediately asked with delight, "What is it?"

Han Zixuan, however, turned to look at Feng Yuntang with an inquisitive expression.

Feng Yuntang felt a little guilty.

He could only feign composure and say, "I am just worried about my elder sister's overwork."

If there's anything I can do to help, I'd certainly like to lend a hand!

Han Zixuan didn't intend to expose her directly, but replied calmly.

"Why doesn't Your Highness Prince Rong go and ask His Majesty directly?"

At this age, your thoughts are written all over your face, and they still try to trick you into saying anything.

This is truly an eye-opener, and I immediately decided not to waste any more time.

He cupped his hands in farewell and said, "Your Majesty, I shall take my leave now!"

Feng Yuntang's face darkened, her brows furrowed instantly, and she spoke again.

"Wait!"

After scanning her surroundings and seeing that no one was around, Feng Yuntang decided not to pretend anymore!

Instead, he went straight to Han Zixuan and said urgently.

"Han Zixuan... I think you are a smart person, which is why I don't want to see you being used by my elder sister like this."

Han Zixuan immediately showed a surprised expression. She looked at Feng Yuntang and said, "Oh?"

Seeing Han Zixuan's expression change, Feng Yuntang curled the corners of her lips.

"Commander Han, I know my elder sister better than anyone else what kind of person she is."

She would stop at nothing to gain power, and her unpredictable temper led her to harm even her own sisters…and even the Empress…”

"How long do you think it would be worthwhile to serve someone like that?"

Han Zixuan had noticed its uniqueness a long time ago.

He was not only exceptionally talented, but also courageous, resourceful, and capable of leading troops into battle.

What surprised her most was that Han Zixuan was actually the owner of Ningxiang Pavilion.

Ningxiang Pavilion is like a golden goose that lays golden eggs...

If only I could win Han Zixuan over and bring her to my side...

Han Zixuan still pretended to be puzzled, and Feng Yuntang immediately spoke again.

"With Han Duwei's talent and learning, it's a real pity that he's only a minor captain!"

Not to mention solving the problem of Prince Rui for her elder sister, Lady Han's talent alone is enough to qualify her for a high-ranking position.

It's such a pity that he's now just a figurehead military officer!

"Oh... His Highness Prince Rong is absolutely right!!"

"In Your Highness's wise opinion, what should I do?"

His indignant expression made Feng Yuntang feel a little smug!

Thinking to myself, Han Zixuan is actually so easy to coax...

He deliberately cleared his throat, feigning regret.

"My elder sister is always suspicious, so Commander Han would be better off making plans sooner rather than later."

You really shouldn't have refused the marriage proposal from the prince of Western Shu yesterday.

Putting aside the fact that the prince of Western Shu possessed an exceptionally beautiful face, a beauty rarely seen in the world.

If you marry this prince of Western Shu, you will naturally have a connection with Western Shu.

With the princess, known as the Prince of Western Shu, as her backer, even the imperial sister can't do anything to you...

From now on, you'll have everything you want...

Han Zixuan looked thoughtful, but inwardly she was laughing wildly.

Haha... It's so much fun teasing this kid.

"Oh, so there's this connection... It seems I didn't think things through enough."

However, since His Highness Prince Rong has married such a fine prince from Western Shu, why doesn't Prince Rong arrange a marriage alliance with him?

The question, posed with a look of curiosity, made Feng Yuntang blush instantly.

"I...I...I have my own reasons..."

Han Zixuan definitely did this on purpose!

Han Zixuan nodded, looking as if she understood but not quite.

"I never expected His Highness Prince Rong to be so understanding and kind to me. I have no way to repay him!"

Prince Rong felt extremely good at the moment, and much of the pent-up frustration he had felt earlier that morning had dissipated.

"Ah, Commandant Han, you're too kind. I do value talent greatly and feel a connection with you, Commandant Han!"

"If it weren't for my elder sister killing my mother and altering the imperial edict, I would have been..."

He looked at the Taiji Hall in the distance with a regretful expression.

"Forget it, let's not talk about it anymore, it's all in the past..."

Say only half of a sentence and leave the other half open, giving people room for imagination.

Han Zixuan couldn't help but praise the tea in her heart!