The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan
Chapter 252 Is this the gift you give to your husband? (Second shift)

Chapter 252: 252 Is this the gift you give to your husband? (Second shift)

Li Xianyun stood up, preparing to walk behind the screen to bathe, but someone also stood up and followed her.

He was truly too clingy.

Li Xianyun had no choice but to turn around and press herself into Yelu Yan’s broad and warm embrace, wrapping her arms around his strong and upright waist, resting her chin on his solid chest, and looking up at him.

This man was just too tall, Li Xianyun appeared like a little white rabbit snuggled against a fierce beast.

Her eyes, like autumn waters filled with tenderness, looked affectionately at Yelu Yan. Her entire being was soft and flowing like water and silk, igniting a man’s lustful imagination—she always had a way to hook him in.

In fact, even if Li Xianyun just sat there quietly, doing nothing, she could still completely bewitch him.

Let alone now, with her deliberate efforts.

"Husband, could you go to sleep like a good boy?"

Her soft voice was enough to melt Yelu Yan’s bones, causing his abdomen to contract sharply.

As soon as Li Xianyun acted coquettish, Yelu Yan’s principles, bottom lines, and restraint had long gone out the window.

Like possessed, Yelu Yan stared at Li Xianyun’s exquisitely beautiful face and uttered a sound of agreement.

While Li Xianyun bathed, Yelu Yan leaned against the bed-head reading a book, but he hadn’t absorbed a single word for a long time, his thoughts entirely on Li Xianyun.

As soon as Li Xianyun had finished bathing and stepped out, Yelu Yan took a towel and came over to dry her hair.

Li Xianyun was already used to Yelu Yan’s considerate care and let him comb her hair.

Yelu Yan was extremely gentle, gently combing and drying her hair.

After a while.

Yelu Yan, looking at Li Xianyun in the bronze mirror, said, "Xianxian, we will be leaving Tianshui County in a few days."

Li Xianyun looked worriedly at Yelu Yan, "Husband, has something happened in Shangjing?"

"The bait has been laid, it’s time to reel in the net."

His voice was deep and pleasing, indicating his mastery of strategy and experienced reassurance, "If you have any unfinished business, you may leave it to Ma Zhaoming."

Li Xianyun thought for a moment, "I do have a matter to entrust to Lord Ma."

"What is it?"

"There are two officials at the Border Market who are corrupt, breaking the law, and oppressing the people. Without dealing with them, the Border Market cannot develop steadily. Moreover, if we truly want to do well with the Border Market, we must listen more to the people, hear their voices. Only then can the officials act accordingly or restrain themselves. Only then can they be upright, win the support of the people, and see the Border Market prosper."

Yelu Yan planted a kiss on the top of Li Xianyun’s head, "Alright, tomorrow I will tell Ma Zhaoming about this and have him suspend and investigate those two, and also tell him to encourage open discourse and accept advice."

"Mm."

While drying her hair, Yelu Yan asked, "What are your plans for tomorrow?"

Li Xianyun spoke truthfully, "Tomorrow, I want to go to the northern region of Tianshui County and teach the people how to earn a living. By the way, husband, I have a gift for you."

The moment Yelu Yan heard about a gift, his eyes lit up—it was only the second time Li Xianyun had given him a gift.

The first was a scent sachet, which he always carried with him.

"What gift?"

His Xianxian always thought of him, and it made his heart swell with joy.

In a soft voice, Li Xianyun said, "Husband, today at the Border Market, I exchanged some preserved fruits for two bags of wheat seeds and bought three more, making a total of five bags. These wheat seeds are full and ripe, and they’re sure to bring a good harvest if planted."

"..."

Yelu Yan took a moment before finally saying, "Is this the gift you’re giving me?"

Li Xianyun looked up at him, her waterfall-like long hair draped over her shoulders, making her appear even more delicate and charming, "Husband, you don’t like it?"

"I like it."

He would claim to like it even if he had to bite his tongue in the process—it was a gift from his woman, after all.

******

The next morning, Li Xianyun was having her meal when a guard approached and respectfully said, "My lord, the woman locked up in the side room wishes to meet with you."

Training a hawk is a long process, yet Xiang Rong was seeking an audience with her so soon, which was somewhat surprising.

Li Xianyun ate her meal at a leisurely pace, loaded the things she needed to take to the Northern Region of Tianshui County onto the carriage, and then made her way to the enclosure housing the captive.

Upon reaching the door, Li Xianyun instructed Zhuo Ma and the others to wait outside while she entered alone.

Zhuo Ma strongly objected, and the guard disguised as a young servant said, "My lord, you cannot go in alone. Although that woman has been stripped of her martial arts, she is crafty and deceitful and must be guarded against."

"It is of no concern."

Li Xianyun had Youlan tie Xiang Rong to a column in the side room, securing both her hands and feet.

The binding method was one that Li Xianyun had previously taught Youlan, and it was quite complex.

Those skilled in setting up mechanism hidden weapons also had their own techniques for tying people up.

This was also why Youlan, upon hearing Li Xianyun intended to go in alone, did not make a single fuss.

She had seen Li Xianyun tie people up such that they couldn’t move and would have a hard time untying themselves.

After Li Xianyun entered, Youlan and Zhuo Ma sealed the door from the outside.

As Xiang Rong heard the noise, she lifted her head to look at the door, only to see that detestable yet ethereally beautiful woman walk in with a graceful air.

They say a woman is like a flower; if she encounters a man who knows how to cherish her, she can bloom into the most beautiful blossom, otherwise, she would wither slowly, ravaged and destroyed.

Yelu Yan had always had a notorious reputation, being brutal and unkind with ruthless methods; Xiang Rong thought that after Li Xianyun became betrothed to the Khitan, she would soon meet a tragic end.

While she did not directly bring down Li Xianyun, witnessing her miserable fate would be one of the great joys of life.

That way, His Highness would no longer constantly think of Li Xianyun.

Xiang Rong waited and waited, but what she eventually heard was the news of Li Xianyun being the favorite in the harem.

Yelu Yan had never been fond of the company of women, yet unexpectedly, he was bewitched by Li Xianyun. It was a mystery what made her so appealing.

Every man who saw her seemed unable to move on.

Although rumors of Yelu Yan doting on Li Xianyun were widespread, Xiang Rong simply couldn’t believe them.

That was until the day before when she saw Yelu Yan and Li Xianyun together and finally accepted the reality.

She had disguised herself as an old servant to arrange the inner chamber for Yelu Yan and Li Xianyun.

Then, she saw Yelu Yan and Li Xianyun.

She had assumed Yelu Yan would be an ugly, crude, and barbaric man, but unexpectedly, he was a strikingly handsome figure rare in this world.

He stood nine feet tall with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, a broad and straight back, an imposing presence that was both domineering and majestic—his iron-clad spirit was awe-inspiring, commanding genuine respect.

He wrapped his arms around Li Xianyun’s waist, and each time she spoke, his sturdy frame would bend down to her, doting on her excessively.

A smile played on Yelu Yan’s lips, and his eyes were full of nothing but Li Xianyun.

The eyes of a person could never lie, and from Yelu Yan’s eyes, Xiang Rong could see an infatuation bordering on madness.

She had once seen the same look in Murong Ce’s eyes.

Murong Ce was ruthless and unflinching when it came to killing, as ferocious as a male lion, but he always softened in Li Xianyun’s presence.

He would watch her obsessively when she wasn’t paying attention, keenly aware that Li Xianyun would kill him if she could, yet still, he was like a moth drawn to the flame, heedless of the consequences.

Men, oh men, never treasure what’s easily within reach, always longing for the women they can never have.

Li Xianyun walked in and looked at Xiang Rong, speaking faintly, "Speak."

With a cold sneer, Xiang Rong said, "Are you feeling particularly smug right now?"

Li Xianyun looked at her, a playful smile on her lips, as if watching a fool or a madman.