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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.

Fruit Jelly · 历史言情
分數不夠
562 Chs

513 He could never coax her (second update)

Li Xianyun rose and looked down.

A stranger's face reflected in the basin, a woman around forty or fifty years of age, with fine brows and long eyes. Where was there even a trace of her former self?

Murong Ce heard the sound of the door opening, turned to look, but did not see Li Xianyun's figure; instead, an old hag approached him.

With the medicine powder searched from Li Xianyun's person held in her palm, she spoke in a low voice with utmost respect, "Your Majesty, this was found on the Empress. Just now, when changing her clothes, this servant discovered the Empress has started her monthly period."

Murong Ce raised an eyebrow slightly. As long as Li Xianyun did not carry Yelu Yan's child, everything would be easy to handle.

He was never a good person and did not care whether Li Xianyun was pure, only that she was willing to stay by his side.

Murong Ce took the medicine powder, saying, "Help the Empress onto the carriage."

"Yes!"

Murong Ce stepped out of the courtyard.