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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

The Shadow Guard approached Murong Ce with trepidation and knelt before him, greeting, "Greetings, Your Majesty."


Although the bloodstained floor and the blood-splattered curtains in the grand hall had been cleaned, the sweet, metallic scent of blood still lingered in the air.


Murong Ce looked coldly at the kneeling Shadow Guard.


"Do they think by killing the message-bearing Shadow Guard, they can block all the news? Issue an order to the Shadow Guards of Later Tang, it's time for the people of Later Tang to see the true face of their so virtuous and morally upright Prince Rui."


The Shadow Guard took the order and withdrew.


Only Bai Mengling stood not far away in the massive palace, while the other Palace Attendants trembled and waited outside for orders.


Murong Ce turned his head to look at Bai Mengling, his gaze frosty, "Why haven't you left? Are you not afraid that I might kill you too?"


657 What use is the world without her by my side? (One more update)