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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

These masked figures were all masters of poison, their lithe forms emerging amidst the black-clad men and veiled figures. A strange scent arrived in an instant, and in just a moment, both the black-clad men and the veiled figures had succumbed to the poison, collapsing to the ground.


The four experts of the Hidden Guard, seeing the situation was beyond salvaging, leapt to Murong Ce's side to stand firm, like four colossal beasts guarding their master.


Murong Ce, clutching at his chest, leaned against the stairway entrance, his eyes bloodshot as he stared at Li Xianyun, "You laid such an extensive trap just waiting for me to leap in, didn't you, Hall Master of Ji Shi Tang?"


Initially, Murong Ce only had suspicions, but now, seeing that each masked figure was a master of poison.


How could Li Xianyun summon so many to die for her if she were not the Hall Master of Ji Shi Tang?


Jinwu, Zhuo Ma, and the others looked at Li Xianyun in shock.


268 This is something between me and my husband (first update)