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

Yelu Yan looked into Li Xianyun's sparkling eyes, his face brimming with a smile, "You, you still don't understand men at all."


"What do you mean?" Li Xianyun asked, puzzled.


Yelu Yan's gaze moved from her sparkling eyes to her slightly parted lips.


He could see her pearly teeth barely parted, followed by a flush of deep red.


The next moment, Yelu Yan moved in to kiss her.


The kiss was sudden, yet not entirely unexpected.


While kissing Li Xianyun, Yelu Yan supported the beauty in his arms with one hand, and with his other arm, he reached out and pulled down the large soft towel from the rack, hastily placing it on the nearby desk to lay Li Xianyun upon it.


He blocked her, in a posture that seemed to prevent her from leaving.


Li Xianyun knew what he intended to do, yet she did not resist much.


She had already been stimulated by the moment, and now she needed a storm to water the dry land.


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