The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan
Chapter 214 Xianxian, do you think your husband is very scary? (First update)

Chapter 214: 214 Xianxian, do you think your husband is very scary? (First update)

Yelu Yan extended his long arm and wrapped it around Li Xianyun’s waist, holding her in his arms. He looked down at her with a smile, "Do you understand my feelings now?"

Li Xianyun looked up at him, the corners of her mouth curving up in a smile, "Didn’t I understand them long ago?"

Yelu Yan gently rubbed the top of her head with his hand, his lips curving into a smile, "Good to know."

Ji Chuchu clenched her fist tightly inside her sleeve as she watched this scene.

The Princess Consort of the Southern King watched her daughter with a pained expression and whispered, "Chuchu, the world is full of good men, not just the Khan."

Ji Chuchu turned to look at her mother, gray hairs already showing at her temples from worry over her children.

Ji Chuchu ultimately didn’t voice her thoughts, obediently nodding her head instead.

Only she knew how could she simply stop liking someone she had admired for so long?

Just then, she glanced to the side and saw several women looking over and whispering among themselves. When Ji Chuchu looked their way, the women quickly shut their mouths, clearly gossiping about her.

Ji Chuchu glared hatefully at Li Xianyun—that woman bathed in honey.

Yelu Yan was holding her, leaning in close, whispering something to her.

Yelu Yan, who was usually so restrained and reserved, made no attempt to hide his affection for her in front of everyone.

If it weren’t for Li Xianyun’s presence, Yelu Yan would not have changed, nor would she have become the laughingstock of the world. It was all Li Xianyun’s fault!

She was determined to outdo Li Xianyun, to someday trample her underfoot.

The lanterns on the lake surface, along with those on the shore and the Kongming Lanterns drifting in the indigo sky, joined together in a beautiful, dream-like spectacle that felt like a slice of heaven.

In Yelu Yan’s embrace, Li Xianyun looked at the beauty around her when suddenly she felt a surge of murderous intent.

Her self-protection instincts were extremely sharp, alerting her to any disturbances.

She looked up at Yelu Yan, "Husband..."

Yelu Yan’s expression turned serious as he soothed her, "It’s nothing."

It seemed he had also sensed it.

Suddenly, several assassins emerged from the water, lunging towards Yelu Yan and Li Xianyun.

At the same time, a group of assassins from a corner converged upon them.

The noblewomen, accustomed to a life of luxury, had never seen such a sight and cried out in alarm.

Before entering the Imperial Palace, officials and nobles had to disarm, leaving them without weapons for self-defense.

The assassins had specifically chosen this moment for their attack, knowing this vulnerability.

However, what they hadn’t anticipated was that before they could even touch Yelu Yan’s robe, scores of imperial guards surged forward. They formed a barrier between the assassins and the nobility, protecting them.

Then a fierce battle ensued.

Yelu Yan held Li Xianyun in his arms, covering her eyes with his rough hand.

Li Xianyun removed his hand, "Husband, I’m all right."

She had witnessed scenes crueler than this and didn’t find it terrifying.

The assassins were carefully selected for their mission, skilled in martial arts and not easily dealt with.

But the imperial guards were even tougher; the soldiers Yelu Yan brought with him were all highly skilled warriors, pillars of strength wherever they went, unstoppable.

In about the time it took to drink a cup of tea, the imperial guards had slain or captured all the assassins without losing a single man.

The royal family and nobles had always known that Yelu Yan was not someone to be trifled with, but only after this incident did they realize that the Imperial Palace was as impenetrable as a iron barrel, Yelu Yan’s wings full and his foundations deep — no one could contend with him.

Yelu Qi looked at the corpses of the black-clad men strewn about in disarray, his eyes icy-cold. The acne on his face had mostly healed, but red marks still lingered. He came today, setting aside his vanity, wanting to see Yelu Yan with nowhere to bury his corpse.

He hadn’t expected that the person he painstakingly chose couldn’t even defeat Yelu Yan’s imperial guards, let alone touch the hem of Yelu Yan’s robe. It was indeed lamentable and hateful.

Only now did he realize why it was so easy to plant someone in the Music Bureau.

It’s as if Yelu Yan had set a trap, waiting for him to jump in, and indeed, he had fallen for it.

Now facing grievous losses, he also had to guard against the confessions of those black-clad men.

Fortunately, he had twisted through several layers of contacts to find this group of desperate villains, so even if they could confess a thing or two, he just had to send people to secretly kill those aware of the matter and it would remain an unsolvable case, with no one able to trace it back to him.

The commander of the imperial guards, dressed in dazzling armor, approached Yelu Yan, knelt down, and saluted with bent arm, "Reporting to Khan, the assassins have all been subdued."

"Lock them in the dungeon, interrogate them thoroughly."

"Yes!"

Beside Qingyan Pool, corpses lay in disarray; their blood flowed freely, some spilling into the pool and attracting numerous small fish that jumped and flicked their tails in the inky water.

Occasionally, there was the sound of splashing water.

The scent of blood was like a heatwave, making it hard for people to breathe.

Upon Yelu Yan’s command, the officials and the dignitaries began to leave one after another, heading towards the place where they had parked their carriages to look for their own vehicles.

Yelu Yan escorted Li Xianyun back to the Khan Palace.

Li Xianyun was puzzled, "Husband, aren’t you going to deal with official duties?"

After such a major incident, how could he act as if nothing happened?

Yelu Yan turned to look at her, "The person behind today’s incident wouldn’t be foolish enough to hire assassins using their own identity. There must have been many twists and turns involved. Even if I investigate layer by layer, what I’ll find in the end is merely their corpses, which serves no purpose. What’s more, I already know who the mastermind is, why would I need to find out through those black-clad men?"

Li Xianyun looked at the tall and mighty man next to her, his calmness and strategic thinking truly inspiring deep admiration.

"So you don’t plan to capture the mastermind behind this incident?"

"Exactly, ’it is of little avail to try to extinguish a fire with water thrown from one’s mouth; it is better to pull the fuel from under the cauldron.’ If I capture him now, he will have a thousand reasons to exonerate himself. To catch a fox is to invite trouble for oneself, I shall not engage in such a losing deal. I have to wait until he makes a bigger mistake, for the world to see his true colors and for him to have no room for rebuttal. Only then can I eradicate him root and branch, to prevent any future trouble."

Yelu Yan never shared his thoughts with outsiders, but when his woman asked, he laid them all out, finding his own patience and honesty incredible.

Li Xianyun pursed her lips, already knowing who was behind such an act.

Seeing Li Xianyun silent, Yelu Yan suddenly felt a bit anxious.

Would she find him too deep and calculating, and as a result, become afraid and distance herself from him?

He shouldn’t reveal so much to her lest she grow weary of knowing too much about him.

Yelu Yan always wanted to show Li Xianyun his best side.

As they walked slowly, the bright lanterns along the corridor lengthened and shortened their shadows repeatedly.

Yelu Yan turned his head to look intently at Li Xianyun, his large hand resting on her shoulder tightened gently, "Xianxian, do you find me fearsome?"

Li Xianyun looked up at him, puzzled, "Husband, why would you say such a thing?"

Seeing Yelu Yan looking at her inquiringly.

Li Xianyun laughed lightly, "Are you afraid that I find your thoughtfulness fearsome?"