The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan
Chapter 130 This is your home, and I am your family (first update)

Chapter 130: 130 This is your home, and I am your family (first update)

Li Xianyun lifted her eyes and saw Youlan crying her heart out, unable to speak through her sobs, and with the corners of her mouth slightly curved up, said, "Silly girl, what are you crying for?"

With a tearful voice, Youlan replied, "Master, you just passed out from the pain."

Upon hearing this, Yelu Yan frowned and said, "Then what are you waiting for? Go quickly and call the Imperial Physician."

Just then, a cold little hand landed on his.

Yelu Yan looked down and saw a pair of calm and beautiful eyes.

Li Xianyun’s little face was as pale as death, weak as a fallen leaf in autumn, pitiful and heartbreaking.

Li Xianyun said to Yelu Yan, "Khan, it’s no use, I am a physician myself, and this illness cannot be cured."

She had suffered to the core, every month she would be in agony as if dying and coming back to life.

"But you can’t just keep suffering like this," Yelu Yan said with his brows tightly knit, wishing he could take her pain onto himself.

"In a little while, I’ll drink some hot Ginger Sugar Water, sweat it out, and warm my stomach with a hand warmer; then I’ll be fine."

Seeing Yelu Yan still full of worry, Li Xianyun comforted him, "Khan, I’ll be all right. I have been enduring this for years, I am used to... uh..."

The pain swept over her again, and she couldn’t help but arch her body, curling up tightly.

Yelu Yan quickly stood up, his brow furrowed, raised his rough hand somewhat awkwardly patting her shoulder, muttering, "Xianxian..."

He felt helpless and heartbroken, feelings he had never experienced before, like a venomous snake coiling tightly around his heart, making him restless.

Li Xianyun tightly closed her eyes, clenched her teeth, and let the pain consume her bit by bit.

But it was really too painful, her forehead sweating cold sweat, her small body trembling uncontrollably.

Yelu Yan held her hand tightly, his mind racing for a solution. He turned his head and gave Youlan a meaningful glance.

Understanding his cue, Youlan hurriedly left.

She made her way out of the main building, and said to the Palace Servants in the corridor, "The Khan has ordered to quickly go to the Imperial Medical Bureau and summon the Imperial Physician."

Hearing the command, two of the Palace Servants scrambled to run outside the palace.

Li Xianyun was in such pain that she couldn’t help but grip Yelu Yan’s large hand tightly to alleviate the physical torment.

Yelu Yan bent over her entirely, one hand grasping hers, the other gently patting her, as delicately as one would a baby.

Pain washed over her like towering waves, leaving Li Xianyun’s forehead covered in cold sweat, her damp black hair sticking to her pale skin.

Finally, Li Xianyun’s pain subsided a bit, and she slowly opened her eyes.

She immediately saw the magnified, handsome face before her.

He was so close, his face etched with concern and pain, causing Li Xianyun’s heart to flutter in disarray.

Li Xianyun’s pain came in waves, and it had eased somewhat for the moment.

She mustered a faint smile and said softly, "Khan, I am alright, please don’t worry."

But her show of strength only made her more sorriful to behold.

"Mhm."

Yelu Yan’s voice was hoarse and strange.

How could he not worry?

Just then, Zhuo Ma and Youlan came in.

Zhuo Ma carried the Ginger Sugar Water, while Youlan held a hand warmer.

Looking at Li Xianyun’s pale face, Yelu Yan said, "Xianxian, drink some sugar water."

Li Xianyun murmured her assent, struggling to sit up, but Yelu Yan had already bent over to embrace her.

The two of them appeared as if their necks were intertwined as they held each other.

She felt soft and damp against him, so frail that he dared not hold on too tightly.

Yelu Yan gently sat her up in bed, took a soft cushion and propped it against the headboard for her to lean on.

He then covered her with a thin quilt, making sure it reached above her stomach.

He was so tender and so attentive.

Li Xianyun unconsciously pursed her lips lightly.

Emotion rippled gently in her heart like ripples on still water.

Yelu Yan took over the hand warmer passed by the maid and placed it in Li Xianyun’s hand, at the same time taking the bowl from Youlan’s hand.

The bottom of the bowl was a bit hot, and the red-black ginger sugar water was steaming.

Li Xianyun placed the hand warmer on her belly, reached out to take the bowl, and said, "Khan, let this consort drink it by herself."

Yelu Yan did not give it to her but gently stirred the sugar water with a white spoon, and said, "Just sit quietly, I’ll feed you."

Li Xianyun had no choice but to let Yelu Yan feed her.

Her stomach was hurting terribly, and she didn’t feel like moving.

Yelu Yan scooped up half a spoonful of sugar water, blew gently on it, and slowly brought it to Li Xianyun’s lips, saying, "Try it, is it too hot?"

Li Xianyun opened her mouth, drank the sugar water down, shook her head, and said, "It’s not hot, just right."

Seeing this, Yelu Yan scooped up another full spoonful, blew on it, and placed it by Li Xianyun’s lips.

After Li Xianyun drank it, she felt a warmth throughout her body, and her eyes also started to redden.

When one’s body is weak, emotions tend to be particularly fragile; looking at Yelu Yan’s tender actions, she couldn’t help remembering her own father and mother.

Yelu Yan noticed her change, leaned over, and asked, "What’s wrong, is it too hot?"

Li Xianyun shook her head, and two large, clear tears fell down.

She hurriedly raised her pale hand to wipe away the tears, feeling embarrassed, like a child snivelling.

In fact, she seldom cried, but this time she truly couldn’t control her emotions.

Those two clear tears seemed to strike Yelu Yan’s heart; he immediately panicked, leaned over to wipe her tears, and gently said, "Xianxian, are you feeling unwell again?"

Li Xianyun shook her head, hastily glanced at him, lowered her eyelids to gaze at the hand warmer in her hands, and said, "I’m not feeling unwell."

She paused a moment and then said, "This consort just misses home a little. Khan is so kind to this consort that you remind me of my father and mother."

Li Xianyun being far from home with not a single relative by her side truly was pitiable, tugging at one’s heartstrings.

Thinking this, Yelu Yan scooped up another spoonful of sugar water, blew on it, and offered it to Li Xianyun’s lips, saying, "Xianxian, this is your home now, I am your family, do you understand?"

Li Xianyun opened her mouth, drank down the sugar water, and softly "mm-hmmed," holding back the moisture in her eyes.

Yelu Yan fed her the sugar water spoonful by spoonful.

As the sugar water was nearly finished, Yelu Yan asked, "Do you want another bowl?"

"No more."

Li Xianyun said, reaching for the handkerchief on the desk to wipe her mouth.

Yelu Yan already had it in his hand, and gently wiped the corners of her mouth with it.

"Do you feel a bit better now?"

"Mm."

Yelu Yan stood up and said, "Lie back down for a while; it’ll make you feel better."

As he spoke, he helped Li Xianyun lie back down slowly and adjusted the pillow for her.

After she was comfortably lying down, he covered her with a light blanket.

Seeing that Yelu Yan was still sitting by the bed, showing no sign of leaving.

Li Xianyun said, "Khan, I’m fine now, you may go."

Outside, the sky was dark, silent, with only the sound of grass insects penetrating the window.

Yelu Yan said, "You sleep quietly, and when you fall asleep, I will leave."

"But..."

But his duties were many, and if he didn’t rest well, he would lack energy the next day.

Yelu Yan gently interrupted, "Your health is the most important. Don’t worry about anything else. Be good, close your eyes, okay?"