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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

Yelu Yan looked at Li Xianyun's bloom-like smiling face, "Why are you looking at your husband like that?"


Li Xianyun replied with a laugh, "My lord, you being this clingy is so unlike you."


Yelu Yan had almost worn out this phrase with constant use.


Deep down, he was afraid Li Xianyun didn't like him.


In Yelu Yan's heart, aside from his looks and status that gave him an edge, he considered himself at a disadvantage in all other areas—he was twelve years older than her, rather stiff and solemn by nature, not good at saying sweet nothings, let alone making others happy. These insecurities made him anxious all the time.


Li Xianyun raised her hands to cradle Yelu Yan's handsome cheek and caressed it gently, her voice tender, "Why would I? I like it when you cling to me."


She always liked to rub the face of those she was fond of; both Junjun and Nannan had their faces often caressed by her when they were little.


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