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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

Previously, Li Xianyun had given him a pair of boots as an early birthday gift.


He cherished those boots so much that he couldn't bear to wear them, yet he didn't make much of his birthday.


Since his childhood, due to his mother Tia, he had scarcely celebrated his birthday and didn't think it was an important day.


Unexpectedly, Li Xianyun still remembered.


Li Xianyun glanced at Youlan standing behind her.


Understanding the cue, Youlan picked up a wooden tray from a nearby table, covered with a blue brocade cloth fringed with colorful silk tassels.


Li Xianyun lifted the brocade cloth, and a belt appeared before their eyes.


The belt was embroidered with beautiful and elegant patterns, quite lovely.


Li Xianyun took the belt and handed it to Yelu Yan, "My husband, this is your birthday gift."


Yelu Yan smiled broadly, his eyes shining black and bright.


No wonder Li Xianyun liked to hug him in the past days, she was actually measuring his waist.


631 Xianxian, I'm really happy (one more update)