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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

Li Xianyun felt as if her whole body was being roasted over a fire.


It was only when she was unable to breathe that Yelu Yan released her, holding back a laugh while panting, "Silly girl, you need to exhale when kissing."


In terms of kissing, he taught her bit by bit, but she just couldn't learn.


Li Xianyun parted her moist lips, her breath fragrant as orchids, "If I kissed you like you do, you wouldn't be able to breathe either."


His kisses were domineering and savage, probing at any gap, never giving one a chance to catch their breath.


"Then why don't you try kissing me like your husband does?"


He lifted an eyebrow, feeling like a bad man leading an innocent girl astray, yet strangely enjoying this sensation.


He never knew he was frankly a bad man until Li Xianyun provoked his wicked thoughts little by little, the fire growing fiercer, and the only thing that could extinguish it would be a thorough rain.


And this rain could only be given by Li Xianyun.


233 Do you want to leave your husband? (Second update)