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

Han Zixuan's silver armor gleamed coldly in the sunlight at the end of the palace road. Her long sword rested diagonally on the saddle, its tassel swaying gently with the horse's hooves.

Every step she took felt like stepping on the hearts of the ministers of Dongsang Kingdom. She sat upright on her horse, her posture as straight as a pine tree, her gaze sweeping over the vermilion palace walls and gilded eaves.

The corners of his lips curled up almost imperceptibly. Compared to the majestic grandeur of the Phoenix Kingdom's palace, this exquisite and luxurious sight seemed more like a decorative piece for people to admire.

The clatter of hooves was exceptionally clear in the silent palace courtyard, as the armored torrent followed closely behind.

In a short while, they formed an encirclement with lightning speed, the soft rustling of armor plates rubbing together, the muffled thud of spears hitting the ground, mixed with the steady, bell-like breathing of the soldiers.

They wove an invisible net, firmly enveloping the princes and ministers in the palace at the center.

The civil and military officials, who had been putting on airs just moments before, now had all their faces drained of color.

Some people instinctively took a half step back, only to have the cold tip of a gun pressed against their backs. They tried to shout, but their throats felt like they had a wad of cotton stuck in them, and they could only make hoarse sounds.

Those faces that usually dictate the affairs of the country in the imperial court and boss the people around are now crowded together.

The fear in his eyes was almost overflowing, like prey surrounded in a hunting ground, trembling with fear.

Han Zixuan reined in her horse, looking down at the chaos below. Her voice was not loud, but it carried a chilling intensity that seemed to pierce through iron armor.

"Who is the ruler of Dongsang? I would like to witness the grandeur of your nation."

As soon as the words were spoken, the surrounding air seemed to freeze, with only the whistling sound of the wind blowing through the armor echoing for a long time in the empty palace courtyard.

The King of Dongsang was surrounded by people, supported by them, his hands trembling as he leaned on a golden cane.

He stepped forward and said calmly, "I am the King of Dongsang! May I ask how this general is addressed..."

He tried his best to maintain his last shred of dignity.

Han Zixuan raised an eyebrow slightly and looked at the old man who was speaking.

His temples were covered with white hair, but his face was very well-maintained, with only a few fine lines making him look around forty years old.

He chuckled lightly, "My surname is Han. I am not a general, but merely a lowly captain."

The Queen of Dongsang's eyes flickered slightly. A captain... can command tens of thousands of people? Ruthless in his actions, how could a captain possibly have such a spirit? It would be a miracle if she believed that.

He glanced at the soldiers around him, then pondered before speaking.

"The Eastern Sang Kingdom and Fenglin have been on good terms for many years... What is the reason for this now!"

If she claimed to know nothing about what the Third Prince had done before, would there be a sliver of a chance?

"If there is anything wrong with my Dongsang Kingdom."

I personally traveled to your country to meet with His Majesty Fenglin to express my apologies…

She was interrupted by Han Zixuan before she could finish speaking.

"Alright, stop pretending to be ignorant. Without your orders, your country's third prince and tens of thousands of soldiers from Dongsang Kingdom would not have set foot on my Fenglin territory."

Without your king's consent, the soldiers lying in ambush around the coast will attack us..."

These words made the King of Dongsang's face extremely ugly. After being exposed, he could only laugh awkwardly twice.

"I truly did not know what you were saying, Commandant Han. The Third Prince was disobedient two years ago."

I have long since severed my mother-son relationship with him, and all the civil and military officials of my Dongsang Kingdom know this.

Unexpectedly, this rebellious son actually fled to Fenglin Kingdom and stirred up trouble!

As for the soldiers you encountered on the coast, they were indeed soldiers of my Dongsang Kingdom.

What crime have they committed in guarding and protecting my Dongsang Kingdom?

Her words completely absolved her of any responsibility, severing all ties with Wenqing.

They even directly turned their criticism towards the Fenglin Kingdom for its lack of martial ethics.

Upon hearing him say this, the ministers behind him immediately turned their eyes.

Once he understood, he agreed, "Yes, although my Dongsang Kingdom is not as powerful as Fenglin."

But we can't let you frame and slander us like this, with Fenglin Kingdom using its strength to oppress the weak...

"To bully our Dongsang has no one... this is not the spirit of a great nation."

"..."

A group of shameless civil servants stood up again.

He launched into a tirade against Han Zixuan, accusing Fenglin Kingdom of bullying the weak...

Han Zixuan almost burst out laughing when she heard this. A brain is a wonderful thing.

Unfortunately, it seems the other side doesn't have any...

After listening for a while, the officials from Dongsang Kingdom saw that Han Zixuan was speechless.

He became even more audacious, standing up and shouting at Han Zixuan.

"A mere Commandant of a State is nothing special; I am a first-rank court official of the Eastern Sang Kingdom..."

He started to put on airs of his official authority, which even the King of Dongsang felt was going too far.

Is this old man getting senile...? He's using the same old tricks he used on her again.

Before she could even look at Han Zixuan's expression, a long spear flew towards the old minister, demonstrating the old minister's immense strength.

The spear pierced through the old man's chest and flew backward again.

It passed through a young official standing behind the old man, and without showing any sign of stopping, it struck another person.

Three people were pierced through the spear, like skewering candied hawthorns.

The incident happened so suddenly that no one had time to react.

The three men began to struggle in agony, and blood flowed everywhere.

The ministers exclaimed in surprise, "Ah!!"

In the panic, several people fainted!

The King of Dongsang and his second princess, Wenrou, both stepped back. Their hearts pounded, and they looked in panic at the person who had thrown the spear.

Lieutenant Li frowned and said, "Heh, old man, you think you're worthy of showing off in front of us?"

"A poor, impoverished little country, yet they dare to act arrogantly towards us!"

He then looked at Han Zixuan respectfully and said, "Commander Han, we've already broken in, why bother arguing with them?"

"It's not feasible to just eradicate them..."

She hates these people's constant chatter; it's so annoying to listen to them.

Han Zixuan looked at the three people strung together and silently gave them a thumbs up.

Okay, she couldn't listen anymore either, but she wasn't as quick as Vice General Li.

Nodding in approval to Lieutenant General Li, he said, "Not bad, then stop dawdling and get to work!"

Lieutenant General Li and Lieutenant General Hai both revealed excited smiles.

The crowd gripped their ice blades tightly, their eyes fixed intently on the numerous officials in the arena.

“Ah…no…no…” Wenrou exclaimed in surprise, “This…General Han…my Dongsang Kingdom is willing to offer compensation to Fenglin.”

They are willing to become a vassal state of Fenglin Kingdom forever, and pay tribute every year thereafter.

"Please, General, show mercy..."

All she wants now is to survive; only by surviving can anything be possible.

The King of Dongsang nodded, "Yes... I believe that because of my status as the King of Dongsang, I am willing to pay tribute every year."

We implore your country to be lenient..."

The ruler of a nation, at this moment, is nothing more than an ordinary person praying to survive!

Han Zixuan merely glanced at them indifferently, ignoring their requests.