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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

"You're such a good girl," Yelu Yan complimented as he leaned in and kissed Li Xianyun's forehead. "You lie down first; I'll prepare some hot water. Once it's ready, would you like to bathe, or shall I wipe you down?"


Li Xianyun's face remained flushed, the heat not completely dissipated, and she involuntarily thought of him burying his face at her thigh root, pressing his head against her.


From her lying perspective, even if she lifted her head, she could only see the top of his bobbing head and his rough, large hands gripping her thighs firmly.


Thinking of this, the heat that had somewhat subsided on Li Xianyun's face flared up again.


She turned her head away, deliberately avoiding looking at him, "A bath would be good."


Yelu Yan quickly got the hot water ready, wrapped only in a lower garment, his upper body bare as he carried Li Xianyun.


The two of them took a "mandarin duck" bath together.


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