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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

Li Xianyun pulled the soft scarf higher around her neck to prevent those people from getting any ideas at the sight of her.


Both parties were approaching each other.


Li Xianyun saw that the group was mostly Han people, each tall and strong, with faces full of horizontal scars, and all looked at them with scrutinizing eyes.


As they passed by each other, Li Xianyun was thankful for having avoided the group when she suddenly heard the group's leader say, "Stop."


The group, like a gust of wind, surrounded the three of them, and the yellow sand raised by the camels rolled with the wind toward the distance.


The leader was a fat, stocky black Han man.


He sized up Murong Ce, Li Xianyun, and Wen Yao before his gaze finally landed on Wen Yao and asked arrogantly, "Did you come from inside the palace?"


Wen Yao forced a smile and replied, "No, I just happen to have a fairer complexion."


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