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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 half-moon was surrounded by circles of silky, soft halos, making that quiet night holy and beautiful.


Li Xianyun still remembered watching the moon with Yelu Yan on the tower top, during such a peaceful night when the moon was just as breathtaking.


But her state of mind was slightly different.


Back then, the future seemed uncertain, but now, with sincere affection, they lived quiet days.


Yelu Yan, on the other hand, looked down at her.


He was holding his precious child in his arms.


The pair walked slowly in the night, the moonlight casting their intimate shadows on the ground as the scent of flowers slowly spread with the wind.


Such ordinary and peaceful days were truly wonderful.


Murong Ce had become addicted since he took Wushi Powder.


After ingesting Wushi Powder, he experienced several hours of uncontrollable behavior.


His thoughts and body seemed not to be his own.


667 Those who follow the right path receive more help; those who lose their way receive less help (First Update)