Fruit Jelly

Petite Princess VS Rough Khan
On their wedding day, Yelu Yan told Li Xianyun that apart from affection, he could provide her with endless wealth and honor.
After the marriage, he indeed kept his promise, cherishing her in the palm of his hand.
Little did he know, the more he cherished her, the deeper she burrowed into his heart, right to the very top.
Not long after the political marriage with the Khitans, Li Xianyun gradually noticed earth-shattering changes around her:
Initially, the commoners who disliked her began to worship her as a deity...
The court officials accusing her of bewitching their lord were now pleading with her to consummate the marriage with the Khan...
The most perplexing of all was her husband in name; wasn’t he the one who said he wouldn't give her emotional affection? Why was he always following her around?
Little theater scene 1:
One day, Yelu Yan cornered Li Xianyun against the wall.
“Why are you avoiding this Khan?”
“They say you might have taken a liking to your servant.”
“Remove ‘might’, isn’t it obvious enough from how this Khan acts?”
“But you said you wouldn’t give your servant emotional affection.”
Yelu Yan held his forehead; he had indeed said too many foolish things.
“The Han people always say that one should start a family and then establish a career; clearly, the two are not in conflict.”
Little theater scene 2:
The sun had risen high, yet Yelu Yan was still clinging to Li Xianyun.
“Get up quickly, I have to leave. There are patients on the street waiting for my consultation, the good fields to the west need irrigation, the homestead plots in the east need measuring, and I have to oversee the silk reeling and dyeing... Uh...”
“Your husband is a patient, don’t you care for him?”
Li Xianyun looked at the man tough enough to rival ten bulls and was utterly speechless.

The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan

The two Palace Servants continued their relentless chatter.


"The Grand Imperial Consort has been in charge of the Harem for so many years, with abundant experience; how can the princess consort compare to the Grand Imperial Consort?"


"Exactly, let's just wait and see the princess consort fly high and fall hard!"


They spoke loudly and audaciously, truly infuriating, it made one want to go in and slap each of them a few times.


The Chief of Haoyang Palace looked towards Li Xianyun with trepidation, inadvertently breaking into a cold sweat.


Li Xianyun walked to the window and peered through the latticework, only to see the two Palace Servants lying back on the chairs meant for guests, one of them even propping his feet up on the dining table.


The two idled about, doing nothing, while a few younger Palace Servants were there working.


Li Xianyun stepped forward and walked in.


Seeing this, the maid hiding by the wall hastily ran towards the outside of the palace.


Chapter 118 - A Method That Kills a Thousand Enemies but Loses Eight Hundred of Our Own is Not Advisable (First Update)