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

After dealing with official duties, the sky had already turned pitch black.


Yelu Yan went straight to the main building and saw that it was brightly lit; it seemed that Li Xianyun hadn't gone to bed yet.


The maid at the door tried to pay respects to Yelu Yan, but he gestured for her to stop with a raise of his hand.


Yelu Yan wanted to see what his woman was up to while he was away.


In the main courtyard, Li Xianyun didn't need to conceal her identity.


Inside and out, everyone belonged to Yelu Yan, allowing Li Xianyun to live more freely and comfortably.


Yelu Yan ascended the steps of the main building, "Where is the Queen?"


The maid replied respectfully, "Reporting to Khan, the Queen is in the flower hall."


At this, Yelu Yan strode toward the flower hall.


Before he reached the entrance, he could hear the occasional voices coming from inside.


Yelu Yan immediately recognized the soft and tender voice of his woman.


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