The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan
Chapter 138 What’s Mine is Yours (first update)

Chapter 138: 138 What’s Mine is Yours (first update)

All the maids in the room knelt down and crooked their arms in salute as Yelu Yan approached, saying, "Greetings, Khan."

Li Xianyun stood up, hesitating between saluting or not.

Yelu Yan looked at Li Xianyun’s adorably conflicted expression, his lips curving upwards involuntarily, "Didn’t I tell you to rest? Why are you working again?"

Li Xianyun looked at him and said, "I was idle anyway, so I thought I might as well do something."

Youlan signalled to the maids inside the room with her eyes, and they prepared to quietly leave.

Seeing this, Li Xianyun’s red lips parted lightly, "Don’t go, my ladies. I still have to tell you how to leave margins on the embroidery hoops."

A truly exquisite embroidered piece doesn’t need too many stitches; with just a few threading lines, a beautiful artistic conception can be created.

And this beauty of artistic conception was precisely what the embroideresses were diligently seeking.

The maids, hearing this, reluctantly decided to stay, all of them turning their gaze towards Yelu Yan.

Yelu Yan looked at Li Xianyun, his expression inscrutable. He walked up to her side and said, "Since the princess has said so, you all should stay. I want to see how you embroider."

The latter sentence was directed at Li Xianyun.

Zhuo Ma moved a chair for Yelu Yan, placing it tightly next to Li Xianyun’s chair.

The backs of the chairs were touching each other.

Li Xianyun looked at Zhuo Ma, thinking the girl was a bit too clever for her own good.

Yelu Yan sat down, looked up at Li Xianyun, and smiled, "What are you daydreaming about? Sit down."

Li Xianyun had no choice but to sit down.

She had wanted to keep the maids there so that she wouldn’t have to be alone with Yelu Yan.

Unexpectedly, Yelu Yan actually stayed to watch them embroider, which surprised her somewhat.

He was so busy, how could he have the leisure to watch them embroider?

No sooner had Li Xianyun sat down than Yelu Yan leaned closer to her. Their chairs were already adjacent, and now he was even nearer, their garments brushing against each other, suggesting an intimate closeness.

Yelu Yan looked at the maids, his voice calm, "Sit."

The difference in his tone before and after was indeed quite substantial.

The maids, upon hearing this, carefully took their seats on the stools.

Li Xianyun turned to Yelu Yan and said, "Khan, embroidery is actually pretty boring; why don’t you go attend to your official duties?"

Yelu Yan’s mouth curved up slightly as he said, "I’ve been dealing with official duties all day and am quite tired. Watching you embroider might help me relax a bit."

Li Xianyun pursed her lips and reluctantly began to teach the maids how to leave margins.

Yelu Yan watched her with amusement.

Yelu Yan’s face was a study in unguessable depths, his thoughts inscrutable.

Li Xianyun set up her own embroidery frame, pointing it out to the maids, saying,

"When embroidering, there’s no need to fill it in completely; that would look unattractive. It’s better to leave some margins, which not only saves effort but also looks good. For example, if you’re embroidering a little bird perched on a branch, it can occupy the top left or bottom left of the embroidery hoop. The remaining blank spaces can represent the sky. Even the bird’s downy feathers can be left blank to create a fluffy texture."

Li Xianyun paused and continued, "Actually, there are many places in embroidery where margins can be left, such as the sunlit part of a rock, the ground’s soil, the water’s surface in a river, the sky, mist, and so on. Leaving these areas blank can look very beautiful."

She was very serious when she worked, speaking softly in a pleasant and melodious voice.

Yelu Yan watched her with an affectionate and indulgent smile in his eyes.

Li Xianyun went on, "Now look at the embroidery in your hands and see where you can leave margins."

Ordinarily, the maids would definitely be asking all sorts of questions or talking incessantly. However, at the moment, they were very subdued, behaving woodenly.

With Yelu Yan present, they all acted restrained and timid, not even daring to let out a breath.

Seeing this, Li Xianyun turned her head to look at Yelu Yan, only to meet his smiling gaze.

His deep tiger eyes and ambiguous smile inadvertently made Li Xianyun think of last night’s passionate kiss, along with what Youlan and Zhuo Ma said today, prompting her to start considering a certain possibility.

Could it be that Yelu Yan truly liked her?

As soon as this thought cropped up, it grew wildly like weeds.

Previous events surfaced in her mind, and those details she had deliberately ignored became increasingly clear.

Yelu Yan looked at her and smiled, "Why did you stop speaking?"

Li Xianyun replied, "With you here, they can’t absorb a word, perhaps..."

Perhaps you should move to another place.

She didn’t finish her sentence, but Yelu Yan had already understood.

Yelu Yan’s mouth curved into a smile, "Then, let’s not speak further, you must be tired, take a rest."

If the maids couldn’t decipher the underlying message, they would be too foolish.

They all rose, bowed, and excused themselves.

In an instant, all the people in the room disappeared as if they had been swallowed by the ground, leaving only Yelu Yan and Li Xianyun.

Zhuo Ma and Youlan were the fastest to run off.

Li Xianyun hastily glanced at Yelu Yan, bowed her head, and quickly tidied up her embroidery.

Yelu Yan observed her leisurely with a smile.

After tidying up, Li Xianyun, holding the basket for her needles and thread, stood up and said, "I will go put these things away."

Without waiting for Yelu Yan to reply, she had already taken a step.

At this moment, the hitherto silent Yelu Yan raised his hand and gently grasped Li Xianyun’s delicate wrist.

Li Xianyun looked down at him, their gazes melding together.

Yelu Yan smiled, "Are you afraid of this Khan?"

"No, I just need to put things away," Li Xianyun explained.

Yelu Yan took the basket of needles and threads from her hand, placed it on the table, and with a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth, said, "Sit down."

Li Xianyun had no choice but to sit down.

Yelu Yan released her wrist, his long arm casually resting on the back of Li Xianyun’s chair.

He was very close and exceedingly tall.

The petite and delicate Li Xianyun seemed to be enclosed within the chair by him.

Li Xianyun hurriedly glanced at Yelu Yan’s deep tiger-like eyes, then lowered her eyelids and fiddled with her plain white fingers.

She was so charming and alluring, fiercely impacting someone’s heart.

Yelu Yan looked at Li Xianyun’s small, fair, and tender face and smiled, "Scared?"

Li Xianyun looked up at Yelu Yan, puzzled and perplexed.

Yelu Yan smiled, "The Queen said that women like rouge, face powder, silk and brocade, and gold and silver jewelry, so this Khan had the Ministry of Internal Affairs prepare some. Do you not like them?"

Li Xianyun looked at him and said, "I don’t dislike them, it’s just that I have no use for them now."

Yelu Yan "hmm"ed and said, "Later, this Khan thought about it, what’s mine is yours. Since it’s all yours anyway, why bother moving it around?"

Li Xianyun softly "hmm"ed in response.

Seeing her suddenly disinclined to speak or smile, Yelu Yan asked with concern, "Are you feeling unwell?"

"No."

Yelu Yan patiently asked, "Then, is there something troubling you?"

"No."

Yelu Yan leaned in slightly and asked, "Then why aren’t you inclined to talk or smile?"

Li Xianyun lifted her eyes towards this tall, strong man and suddenly felt he was somewhat pitiable.