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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 · 525.9K Views

UNCLE JACK THE BACHELOR

The story is about a boy called Mike who visits his uncle called Jack. Jack has not married yet he is very rich. Mike wonders why he doesn't do so. He has heard many stories about him concerning the source of his riches. He hears strange things in the house which makes him wonder whether all the things he has heard about him are true. He decided to do his own research about his uncle's wealth. He is also amazed by the level of technology at his house. When he gets used to it, he continues spying on his uncle who has a secret room and forbids entry for Mike and Jean who was his security guard. Later, Uncle Jack tells Mike that he had fired a security guard because of intruding in the room. This leaves Mike with many unanswered questions. He aspires to know more about his mysterious life. When Mike is looking for novels to read, Uncle Jack finds him close to the secret room and pleads with him to tell him whether he has gotten inside his room. Mike demands a phone and he escapes with the parcel containing the phone that he receives at the gate. His uncle pursues him. A heavy downpour disrupts Mike's journey and when he finally meets his uncle on the road, he discovers that the parcel doesn't have the phone. His uncle tells him about the phone later and pleads with him once more to tell him the truth. He is so serious about the room which leaves Mike and Jean with many questions. Later, Mike feels slight unwell from sweat and cold. He rushes outside and Uncle Jack gets hold of him. Jean comes to rescue but Mike refuses to talk when asked about the problem. When they leave him alone in the cold, he dives in the swimming pool and gets out terrified. He is worried and afraid of his uncle's whole homestead. During the next day, Mike goes back to his parents without taking breakfast. He later explains everything to them. He has already told Uncle Jack about his findings and conclusions about the source of his riches. So at home, everyone agrees with him that Uncle Jack is indeed a member of the occult. Later, Mike meets his uncle while at the river and he manages to convince him to follow him with his car. His uncle then brings news in a folded paper to Mike's parents who are angry when they see him. Mike's father reprimands him for having carried Mike and having bought them fresh water from town. As they discuss whether to read the news or not, Mike's elder brother picks the note and reads the news, which is after Uncle Jack has left. The news are about a celebration which is very important to Uncle Jack. Mike's parents are hesitant to accept the invitation, but with so much persuasion, they agree. What happens next unfolds everything about Uncle Jack's mystery life.
Samuel_Musau · 10K Views

Prince eli

My life IT is with a kind of fear that I begin to write the history of my life. I have, as it were, a superstitious hesitation in lifting the veil that clings about my childhood like a golden mist. The task of writing an autobiography is a difficult one. When I try to classify my earliest impressions, I find that fact and fancy look alike across the years that link the past with the present. The woman paints the child's experiences in her own fantasy. A few impressions stand out vividly from the first years of my life; but "the shadows of the prison-house are on the rest." Besides, many of the joys and sorrows of childhood have lost their poignancy; and many incidents of vital importance in my early education have been forgotten in the excitement of great discoveries. In order, therefore, not to be tedious I shall try to present in a series of sketches only the episodes that seem to me to be the most interesting and important. I was born on June 27, 1880, in Tuscumbia, a little town of northern Alabama. The family on my father's side is descended from Caspar Keller, a native of Switzerland, who settled in Maryland. One of my Swiss ancestors was the first teacher of the deaf in Zurich and wrote a book on the subject of their education–rather a singular coincidence; though it is true that there is no king who has not had a slave among his ancestors, and no slave who has not had a king among his. My grandfather, Caspar Keller's son, "entered" large tracts of land in Alabama and finally settled there. I have been told that once a year he went from Tuscumbia to Philadelphia on horseback to purchase supplies for the plantation, and my aunt has in her possession many of the letters to his family, which give charming and vivid accounts of these trips. My Grandmother Keller was a daughter of one of Lafayette's aides, Alexander Moore, and granddaughter of Alexander Spotswood, an early Colonial Governor of Virginia. She was also second cousin to Robert E. Lee. My father, Arthur H. Keller, was a captain in the Confederate Army, and my mother, Kate Adams, was his second wife and many years younger. Her grandfather, Benjamin Adams, married Susanna E. Goodhue, and lived in Newbury, Massachusetts, for many years. Their son, Charles Adams, was born in Newburyport, Massachusetts, and moved to Helena, Arkansas. When the Civil War broke out, he fought on the side of the South and became a brigadier-general. He married Lucy Helen Everett, who belonged to the same family of Everetts as Edward Everett and Dr. Edward Everett Hale. After the war was over the family moved to Memphis, Tennessee. I lived, up to the time of the illness that deprived me of my sight and hearing, in a tiny house consisting of a large square room and a small one, in which the servant slept. It is a custom in the South to build a small house near the homestead as an annex to be used on occasion. Such a house my father built after the Civil War, and when he married my mother they went to live in it. It was completely covered with vines, climbing roses and honeysuckles. From the garden it looked like an arbour. The little porch was hidden from view by a screen of yellow roses and Southern smilax. It was the favourite haunt of humming-birds and bees.
Elisha_Victor · 2.4K Views
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