The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan
Chapter 258, does it look good? It looks good! (First update)

Chapter 258: 258, does it look good? It looks good! (First update)

Yelu Yan looked down at Li Xianyun with indulgent affection, "Beautiful."

Li Xianyun’s eyes sparkled with laughter, her delicate lips parted slightly, "I was talking about the Sword Tassel, which you didn’t even look at."

While she was selecting items, Yelu Yan, like an obsessed man, stared straight at her without giving even a glance to the Sword Tassel.

Yelu Yan smiled, his lips curving, and glanced at the Sword Tassel as if as an afterthought, "Beautiful."

Li Xianyun turned to the Shopkeeper, "How much for this Sword Tassel?"

"Twenty wen."

After the Shopkeeper answered, he looked towards Yelu Yan since usually men handled the expenses.

Yelu Yan turned his head searching for Jinwu’s figure.

He never carried money with him when he went out, nor was there a need for a monarch to spend money.

Li Xianyun’s hand gently rested on his arm.

The Shopkeeper took the twenty wen from Li Xianyun’s hand with a smile, "So the lady is in charge of the finances."

Indeed, businessmen knew how to talk.

Upon leaving the shop, Li Xianyun passed the Sword Tassel to Yelu Yan, "I’m giving you a gift, once again."

During their time in Shangjing, Yelu Yan had given her many gifts, some precious and rare, others exquisitely interesting.

She had only given Yelu Yan a single fragrant pouch, which he always carried with him. Last time she mentioned giving him a gift, his eyes had shone brightly, eagerly, but when he learned it was grains, the light in his eyes dimmed slowly.

Li Xianyun, ever so attentive to details, could hardly fail to notice his disappointment. Thus, she had been thinking of giving him another gift.

Yelu Yan received the Sword Tassel, unable to stop smiling, "Thank you, my lady."

Youlan turned her head to look at Jinwu, who had also witnessed the scene, scratching his head with a smile, "This shouldn’t be right, my lord never liked these feminine..."

Zhuo Ma interrupted, "It depends on who gives it. If it’s a gift from the lady, the lord naturally cherishes it closely."

Saying so, she couldn’t help but sigh softly in her heart, realizing it might be difficult for Jinwu to come to this understanding on his own.

Yelu Yan and Li Xianyun, holding hands, walked through the bustling marketplace, drawing many onlookers who inwardly lamented: Both were paragons of beauty, yet why did it have to be a homosexual relationship? Such a pity.

Yelu Yan and Li Xianyun also held hands like this when they were in Shangjing, already accustomed to the attention of others.

Initially, Li Xianyun felt a bit uncomfortable, but then she thought none knew each other and she let go of her inhibitions.

Li Xianyun bought many things, mostly for Yaduo, but also a smaller portion for the maids and Palace Servants in the Khan Palace, and of course, gifts for Yelu Xuan and Yuchi Qian were not forgotten.

In terms of dealing with people, she was always meticulous.

After that, Yelu Yan handled the payments. He took several hundred taels in the silver note from Jinwu, as it was quite shameful to have his woman pay.

Li Xianyun finally decided on a Houtang restaurant for their meal, wanting to taste the cuisine of her homeland. Yelu Yan, always heeding Li Xianyun’s wishes, gladly agreed.

In a private room on the second floor, Li Xianyun ordered some of her favorite dishes.

After the server left, Yelu Yan immediately picked her up and placed her on his lap, planting a kiss on her cheek.

Li Xianyun giggled, struggling to get down, "The server will be back soon with the dishes. It won’t look good if he sees us."

"When he comes back, I will put you down," he said.

Knowing his usual domineering ways, she let him be.

She smiled as she looked around the room at the familiar decorations, feeling almost as if she had returned to Houtang.

Suddenly thinking of something, Li Xianyun turned to look at Yelu Yan and found herself caught in a pair of profound tiger eyes.

She saw a nameless emotion swirling in his gaze, fixed intently on her.

Li Xianyun raised her delicate hand and gently touched his broad, hard Adam’s apple, looking at him with a smile, "What’s the matter?"

"Nothing," he said.

His Adam’s apple moved as he spoke, which was quite amusing.

Li Xianyun continued to caress his Adam’s apple and laughed, "Husband, the foods I ordered are all distinctive to Houtang. Wait until you try them; you might have difficulty getting used to them. If you do, you can..."

go somewhere else to buy something else to eat.

Yelu Yan, smiling, interrupted, "How could I possibly have difficulty getting used to them? Back in the military camp, I often had to dine in the wind and sleep in the dew, ready for battle at dawn. Even a bit of food was considered good. How could I be picky?"

Li Xianyun raised her hand to hold his handsome cheek and rubbed it, "Why is my husband so pitiable?"

Yelu Yan watched her with a smile lingering on his lips.

The woman in his arms spoke with a warm and gentle voice, her smile blooming like a flower, charming beyond words.

His large hand moved to the back of her neck, about to kiss her.

Just at that moment, the voice of a waiter came from outside, "Honored guests, may I come in?"

Li Xianyun looked at him and pushed against his chest, which was as solid as a rock, laughing very happily.

Yelu Yan reluctantly let go of his arms, and Li Xianyun slid down like a little animal, sitting back next to him.

Playful and adorable.

"Come in," said Yelu Yan in a calm voice.

The waiter pushed open the door, carrying a teapot as he entered, with another waiter following, holding a tray.

The tray was filled with fragrant food, tempting one’s taste buds.

The waiter neatly set down the dishes, "Please enjoy, the two of you. There will be more dishes coming shortly."

Yelu Yan passed the chopsticks to Li Xianyun, placed a soft cloth for wiping hands in front of her, and then started serving her food, taking care of her meticulously.

Li Xianyun laughed, "Husband, you eat too."

Yelu Yan also started eating. In reality, the food of Houtang wasn’t strange to him; in fact, he had eaten quite a bit of it.

Once, he had been on a mission in Houtang when he was ambushed by thieves and poisoned. He collapsed at the back door of a household, and when he awoke, he saw a man with an emaciated back. The servants said it was Prince Rui.

If it hadn’t been for Prince Rui back then, he might not have lived to see this day.

His initial kindness to Li Xianyun was also out of respect for Prince Rui’s sake; unexpectedly, not long after, he fell in love with his daughter.

Perhaps there is a predestined fate that allowed him to receive Prince Rui’s grace early on, which led to his wonderful union with Li Xianyun.

Their meal was only halfway finished when a waiter came to add more dishes.

Li Xianyun hadn’t noticed at first until the waiter drew near, and she caught a faint scent of blood.

Li Xianyun looked towards Yelu Yan, and his deep tiger-like eyes were also fixed on her, his large hand covering hers.

It seemed he too had sensed something was off.

The waiter set down the dish, and suddenly, from under the tray, pulled out a sharp knife and stabbed at Yelu Yan.

Yelu Yan flicked his chopsticks with such force, they embedded themselves in the man’s throat.

The man uttered a muffled groan and dropped dead on the spot.

Yelu Yan held Li Xianyun in his embrace and stood up. Just as he turned around, many assassins dressed as commoners broke through the windows and charged at Yelu Yan and Li Xianyun with glittering scimitars.

Yelu Yan, protecting Li Xianyun with one hand, drew a soft, snake-like blade from his waist with the other hand.

The blade, forged by a master craftsman, was incomparably sharp and without equal in the world.

As "Water Snake" vibrated, several assassins fell to the ground with a thunderous crash.

Jinwu and his companions, hearing the sound of the fight, barged in and entangled themselves in the melee with the assassins.

Yelu Yan looked down at Li Xianyun’s beautiful face, which had turned a shade paler due to the sudden turn of events.

"Are you alright?" Yelu Yan asked softly.

He had just killed several men, his blade still dripping with blood, his actions as decisive as the King of Hell, yet the words he spoke were so tender.