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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 · 621.6K Views

l’hérésie

Dans un monde façonné par une mystérieuse énergie appelée l’Essence, zaza, le Créateur, a donné naissance au royaume de Pafiona, il y a des siècles. Après sa disparition soudaine, un arbre géant aux pouvoirs dévastateurs, porteur de secrets ancestraux, apparaît à la frontière de l’univers. Cet arbre, véritable relique de la création, marque le début d’un bouleversement imminent. Le fils du Créateur vit une existence tranquille, ignorant tout de ses origines et des pouvoirs qu’il hérite de son père. Pourtant, à mesure que le monde de Pafiona se déstabilise et que de puissantes forces s’éveillent, il commence à ressentir des changements inexplicables en lui. Lorsqu’il découvre l’existence de l’arbre légendaire et des pouvoirs qui y sont liés, il est confronté à la vérité : il est l’héritier du Créateur, destiné à porter la même lourde responsabilité. Accompagné de Kara, une mage mystérieuse capable de manipuler les éléments, et de Renn, un ancien guerrier doté d’une force surnaturelle, le fils du Créateur se lance dans un périple périlleux. Ensemble, ils affrontent des ennemis redoutables : des seigneurs de guerre, des créatures magiques, et des entités venues des ombres de l’univers. Tous convoitent le pouvoir caché dans l’Essence, dont Zaza est la clé. Le fils du Créateur doit non seulement maîtriser les pouvoirs hérités de son père mais aussi découvrir les sombres secrets enfouis dans les profondeurs de Pafiona. Au fur et à mesure de ses batailles et des révélations sur son héritage, il comprend qu’il est lié à des forces qu’il ne peut entièrement contrôler, et qu’il devra choisir entre suivre les pas de son père pour sauver le monde ou l’anéantir pour le reconstruire selon sa propre vision. Mais à chaque victoire, l’ombre du Créateur plane, et le fils découvre que des ennemis plus puissants encore, dotés de pouvoirs surnaturels et liés à l’Essence, ne tarderont pas à surgir pour contester son pouvoir et son héritage. Le destin de Pafiona repose désormais sur ses épaules.
Julien54 · 475 Views

S.C.A.R.S.

A shot…. That was all it took to push me off the cliff… As I watched Xainder shout out to me helplessly, tears slowly trickled down his magnificent face, his usual grin no where to be found, my heart shattered to a million pieces watching my entire life flash right before my eyes with no more hope to hold on to. i watched the people I gave my heart to look at me in disdain. My eyes searched for a certain someone who was nowhere to be seen. I couldn’t help but laugh at the life I led and wished I had a second chance to amend things but a part of me wants to let go. The burns on my body writhed in pains and my heart clenched in agony. Youth is a great crush, if I like you, I am going to say it aloud . It’s such a shame I never realized who I truly loved until I lost him and now, he will never know. Bracing myself for my inevitable end, a part of me leaps with joy of finally leaving this miserable world and a part of me longs for another chance at life . My life. There’s a question which lived rent free in my head, “ when we grow up, we leave the home to chase our dream not because of anything but because we know that the home behind us will never forsake and always comfort us but what happens when the home stings and causes nothing but pain , then where do we seek refuge? This happens to be the summary of my life and a question i have never been able to answer so with my remaining seconds on earth, I put the question to you all . what do we do ? ……………………… S.C.A.R.S. by TriciaX13.
TriciaX13 · 13.1K Views
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