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

"It was just a simple kiss, yet Li Xianyun felt as if she was facing a formidable enemy, 'My Lord, I really can't handle it anymore.'"


Yelu Yan intentionally rubbed his slightly stubbled chin against her.


It made Li Xianyun shiver, and only then was he thoroughly satisfied, bending down to pick up the clothes on the floor.


Li Xianyun smelled the scent lingering in the air.


From now on, whenever she came to the school, she would probably think of the absurd scene she had with Yelu Yan here.


How could she face those students then?


Thinking that the teachers who taught in this room where they made love would be on duty here, perhaps using this desk stained with their filth.


Li Xianyun really wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into—all because of this tall, sturdy man bending down to pick up clothes.


Yelu Yan picked up the clothes from the ground and straightened up, smiling apologetically at Li Xianyun.


652 Xianxian, can't you stay with your husband for one day? (Second Watch)