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

Now she is certain that Han Zixuan is that powerful demon.

These people were no match for her at all.

Wu Yu gave her a cold glance. "Monster... Hmph, that's a fitting description."

Then his eyes shifted, as if he had thought of something, and a smile appeared on his lips.

Suddenly, these words began to circulate in the streets and alleys of Kyoto.

"Hey, Uncle Wang, have you heard? Something terrible is about to happen in Fenglin!"

"what?"

"Quickly...quickly tell me about Brother Liu!"

"Our Phoenix Kingdom has suffered so many disasters over the years..."

"Quickly tell me who it is..."

"Do you know something...?"

"Hey... tell me quickly..."

Having piqued everyone's curiosity, the man stopped pretending and said, "Listen to me... I heard this from a highly respected old master..."

The calamities that have befallen our Fenglin Kingdom in recent years are all because of the emergence of a demon within our kingdom.

This demon possesses boundless magical power and wants to use the national fortune of our Fenglin to cultivate. At that time, all of us will be eaten by the demon to increase its magical power..."

"Wow! ...Is this...is this real...?"

"Hey...why would I lie to you...didn't you guys even notice...?"

"No, no... there's nothing wrong with it..."

"Hey... what does a demon look like...? This isn't just hearsay, is it...?"

"I know that fairies are all extremely beautiful and handsome... I heard that the young master of the Sun family in the village next to my maternal grandmother's house is a reincarnation of a fairy."

"Those beauties aren't normal people..."

"Oh... tell me, tell me quickly..."

"We also want to hear that this young servant is really so handsome..."

"..."

The man who spoke first frowned and scolded, "Hey, what are you doing... what nonsense are you talking about?"

"Those trivial gossips you all tell me aren't true at all."

Only then did these people turn their attention back to him.

"Ahem... Speaking of prodigies, we have to mention this Lord Han..."

Two hours later, the men traversed various streets and alleys before finally arriving at a secluded one.

He bowed respectfully to a person dressed in a black robe.

"Hehehe, my lord... I have done everything you asked me to do."

Within an hour, the news would have spread throughout the entire capital.

I even sent many of my brothers to incite more people to cause trouble at the government office. The Han family is definitely not going to escape.”

The cloaked figure nodded slowly in a hoarse voice, "Good... well done, you'll certainly be well paid..."

She then threw a silver ingot at the man.

The man happily accepted it, his face full of wrinkles. He had never seen such a large silver ingot before; it must weigh about twenty taels.

This gentleman is truly generous; he carefully placed the silver ingot in his mouth and took a bite.

His smile widened even further. "Hehe, thank you, sir...hehe, thank you, sir. If you ever need such a task again, just give the order, and I'll make sure it's handled perfectly..."

Before he could finish speaking, he felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, and his face turned a terrifying blackish-purple, with strange patterns crawling all over his face.

Clearly poisoned, the man's eyes widened in pain as he pointed at the man in black, stammering, "You...you..."

He then collapsed to the ground without a sound. The man in black merely glanced at the corpse on the ground before leaving the alley without looking back.

In January, the sun sets early, and the slanting rays of sunlight filter through the sparse branches, weaving a fine golden net across the streets of Kyoto.

The bluestone path was slightly warm from the sun, and the icicles on the eaves had not yet melted completely, still covered with a bit of snow. When the sun shone on them, they reflected a shimmering light.

The light fell upon Han Zixuan, who was wearing a fox fur coat, giving her a soft, gentle glow.

Han Zixuan had just stepped off the carriage, carrying a box of freshly baked pastries from Ruyi Fang in her hand. Ruyi Fang in Kyoto is extremely famous for its pastries, which taste very good.

As a result, the business is booming and often in short supply, so people who want to eat there have to queue up early to buy it.

Her husband and children also liked it very much, so Han Zixuan went out today and bought some.

Thinking that her husband and children would surely be happy, she glanced at the gate of the mansion out of the corner of her eye and noticed something strange...

On the stone-paved road in front of the mansion, some unfamiliar faces have appeared.

They were in small groups, standing around corners, or two people side by side, glancing at us...

They were all rushing around, but without exception, all eyes were on her.

—His eyes held a probing, a scrutinizing, and even a hint of inexplicable heat, as if he wanted to peel her apart from the inside out and examine her closely.

Her heart tightened, and she subconsciously looked up.

But the moment their eyes met, they all lowered their heads as if they had been burned.

Some people turned around in a hurry, their heels clicking rapidly on the stone slabs; others hurriedly gathered their clothes and staggered towards the street corner.

Some people turned their backs, but their shoulders were taut, indicating they hadn't gone far.

The scorching gaze vanished instantly, leaving only a strange stillness in the air.

Han Zixuan's brows furrowed sharply, and her expression gradually darkened. A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, which was then replaced by a deeper chill.

She stood still, her gaze sweeping across the empty street corner. Something was off about these people…

Qiu Tong hurriedly opened the mansion gate and, as usual, happily welcomed Han Zixuan into the mansion, saying, "Master, you're back!"

Han Zixuan nodded slightly and strode in. As soon as the door closed, Han Zixuan's spiritual power instantly spread out from the entire Han residence, and the situation outside appeared in her mind.

A large crowd had gathered around the Han residence, pointing and commenting on it.

"Look...look, it's that Lord Han...something's wrong with her..."

"I saw it...I saw it, but there's nothing special about it. It's not as spooky as you guys are making it out to be..."

"What makes you think you can see that? You're a highly accomplished master yourself..."

"It's not as sinister as you guys say... Aside from looking a bit richer than us, there's nothing wrong with it..."

Is it truly a monster capable of turning Feng Lin into a living hell?

"Oh, do you think I'd lie to you? Which of us families doesn't have trouble having children... but they had several children right after getting married, isn't that strange?"

This struck a chord with those who had been childless for years.

Yes, everyone is the same, so they don't feel anything is wrong.

However, something different arose in the Han family, whether it was jealousy or envy.

At that moment, they were all convinced that the Han family was not a normal family...

"I also heard that two years ago, this Ms. Han was a scoundrel who was proficient in eating, drinking, gambling and whoring."

In the blink of an eye, he became a student of exceptional talent... and now he has risen to become an important official in the imperial court. Don't you find all of this strange?

"Yes, it's a bit strange, but it's not like it's a monster... Perhaps it's someone with great fortune..."