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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

Bai Mengling gave a respectful bow to Murong Ce and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."


Her gentle voice rose in the dark night, and the Chief of the Palace Servants standing by the door couldn't help but overthink, it seemed that the empty Harem would soon have its mistress.


But glancing at him, it seemed that the young Emperor, who had just ascended the throne, remained unmoved after hearing her, still thinking of the Empress far away in Khitan.


Nevertheless, there was some progress at the moment; at least the Emperor did not reject Miss Bai, and he knew how to show concern in his words.


Murong Ce was always cold-hearted; getting a word of gentle speech from him was rare.


Murong Ce, with his sharp eyebrows and star-like eyes, looked at the letter with a cool glance and said indifferently, "Someone come!"


A guard close by immediately entered to take orders.


"Order the preparation: I shall personally lead the campaign," Murong Ce commanded coldly.


562 Imperial Expedition (First Update)