Shulu Xi regarded Yelu Yan with a savoring look.
"Khan, you have seemed rather preoccupied these last few days, has something unpleasant happened with the Princess Consort?"
Yelu Yan truly wanted to hurl the book on the table at him and spoke in an indifferent voice, "Can't you wish me any good?"
It seemed his disturbed spirit these past days had to do with the Princess Consort.
"Khan, although this humble official cannot claim to have known countless women, I have been acquainted with a few and do understand them to a certain extent. You may tell me what has transpired, and I can offer advice."
Yelu Yan's gaze lowered to the memorial he was reading, concealing the turmoil in his eyes.
The issues of his past few days were not to be spoken of to anyone else, nor could they be.
He hadn't lived together with Li Xianyun before, and it hadn't seemed to matter.
Now that they were living together, he found his thoughts multiplying.
