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The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan

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.

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013 Let's do it by the rules then

Li Xianyun saw the situation and asked Zhuo Ma, "According to the rules of the Khitan Imperial Palace, what is the punishment for insubordination?"

Zhuo Ma bowed to Li Xianyun and said, "Reporting to the Princess Consort, according to the palace rules, those guilty of insubordination should receive thirty strokes of the cane, be expelled from the Imperial Palace, and never be employed again."

Li Xianyun spoke coldly, "Then let's follow the rules. Someone, take her out to the courtyard, cane her first, then expel her, and ensure she is never employed again!"

Although Li Xianyun looked fragile, her speech was clear and to the point without the slightest hesitation.

No sooner had she finished speaking than the palace servants from the Khan Palace took the person in charge away.

The person in charge argued, "You can't do this to me; I belong to the Grand Imperial Consort. To strike me is to show disrespect to her!"

Li Xianyun said flatly, "The Grand Imperial Consort is generous. How could she allow you to slander in this way? As her representative, I will discipline you for insubordination and for slandering and sowing discord among your superiors. Proceed!"

"Yes!"

The palace servants of the Khan Palace were not to be trifled with, and upon receiving the order, they grabbed the cane and thrashed the person in charge without mercy.

When Jinwu entered, he immediately heard the heartbreaking screams of the Ministry of Internal Affairs' person in charge.

Youlan and a maid stood by, counting to ensure the correct number of strokes were administered.

The seriousness of their demeanor was quite comical.

Without disturbing others, Jinwu simply asked a nearby servant and learned that Li Xianyun had already taken Zhuo Ma into the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

It seemed he was not needed after all; the Khan's concerns had been somewhat superfluous.

Jinwu left and went to report back to Yelu Yan.

The Princess Consort had impressed him yet again today.

Despite having an innocuous face, she was far from soft-hearted when it came to taking action.

Inside the Ministry of Internal Affairs, Li Xianyun looked at the items in the storeroom. The person in charge had indeed lied; almost everything she needed was here.

She had soft gauze brought out to make mosquito nets and firmer gauze for making screen windows.

In addition, she gathered needles, thread, fabric, wood, and many other items that would be useful now or in the future.

Having had the person in charge of the Ministry of Internal Affairs punished and having made a mark against herself at the Grand Imperial Consort's, she might as well take a bit more.

Palace attendants and servants passing by saw Li Xianyun leaving the Ministry of Internal Affairs with her arms full, giving the impression that the place had been robbed.

The Princess Consort dared to act so brazenly; it was clear she was backed by the Khan. With the Princess Consort in such favor, it was even more crucial not to offend her.

Instantly, the palace staff understood how they should treat the newly arrived Princess Consort.

Returning to the Khan Palace with her spoils, Li Xianyun was busy as soon as she arrived, assigning tasks to the palace servants.

The courtyard of the Khan Palace was expansive, with several pavilions and rockeries among the shady trees, yet it lacked flowers and plants.

Without flowers, the Khan Palace seemed dull and uninteresting to the extreme.

Li Xianyun planned to create a flower bed in the western corner, planting her favorite flowers and even installing a swing.

She instructed the servants to till the soil and build a surrounding ridge.

Li Xianyun herself worked on making mosquito nets with the maids.

Khitan mosquitoes were both large and black, and a single bite would cause a big, red welt that took days to subside.

On her journey to the Khitan lands, she had crafted many a mosquito-repellent sachet.

Thanks to the sachets, she had managed to avoid bites, but at night, sprawling out in her sleep, the sachet would roll away, and her susceptibility to mosquito bites left her vulnerable.

Therefore, making mosquito nets was an urgent matter.

Li Xianyun dug out a measuring tape from the cases she had brought in her dowry and measured the dimensions of the bed, while Youlan took notes.

She then had the wood brought over from the Ministry of Internal Affairs laid out in the yard.

Zhuo Ma was stunned, her jaw nearly dropping, when she saw Li Xianyun take out saws, nails, hammers, and a large iron can from her dowry boxes. The iron can was wrapped layer upon layer at the opening, as if to prevent anything from spilling out. Zhuo Ma was unsure what it contained.

Zhuo Ma was shocked by these contents, for most women's dowries comprised jewelry and textiles, but the Princess Consort's included sturdy tools.

It was surprising to see that the delicate Princess Consort took an interest in such items.

Yet what surprised her even more was yet to come.

Li Xianyun elegantly tied her sleeves behind her back with a silk ribbon and began to saw the wood with skilled motions.

Under her hands, the wood transformed.

Zhuo Ma was completely astonished—was there anything the Princess Consort could not do?!

Seeing Zhuo Ma's surprised look, Youlan laughed and said, "The Princess Consort really enjoys making household items. All the tables and stools in the Prince's Mansion were made by her. They're not only comfortable but also beautiful."

What a treasure the Princess Consort was.

After shaping the wood into even pieces of varying lengths, Li Xianyun nailed them together, and with a few strokes of the hammer, a rectangular frame to support the mosquito net came into being, appearing almost like magic.

Pleased with her work, Li Xianyun said to Youlan, "The rest is up to you. I'm tired and need to rest."

"Yes."

Youlan opened the iron can, revealing the brown raw lacquer inside, which when applied to furniture enhanced its appearance and prevented the wood from worming.

She and the other maids set to work painting it.

Youlan was as efficient as her mistress, leaving the lacquer smooth and shiny.