The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan
Chapter 274 has already been spoiled, so we might as well continue to indulge them (first update)

Chapter 274: 274 has already been spoiled, so we might as well continue to indulge them (first update)

Yaduo, holding Li Xianyun’s hand, walked towards the dining hall, "This morning, Ayan said you would return tonight, I didn’t believe it at first, but now I finally do."

Li Xianyun’s delicate face bloomed with a sweet smile.

Yaduo continued, "Ayan has been up early and back late these few days, not desiring tea or food, not showing a hint of a smile on his face. He’s been grim all day long as if everyone owes him something. Now, at last, he has waited for your return."

Yaduo was always prone to exaggeration when she spoke, and Li Xianyun smiled lightly without taking it to heart.

Yelu Yan followed behind them, "Grandmother, when have I ever dared to frown at you?"

"Haven’t you? You’re so preoccupied every day that you don’t even hear when someone talks to you."

Yelu Yan, smiling, said nothing.

These few days, he occasionally returned to the Khan Palace, where Yaduo had meals prepared for him.

But his heart was all on his woman, speaking little and enwrapped in a cold aura.

During Li Xianyun’s absence, the Palace Attendants of the Khan Palace missed their mistress deeply, talking about the queen ceaselessly every day.

Seeing the Khan like this, the Palace Attendants didn’t dare to even let out a breath, and no one dared to mention the word ’queen’.

Yaduo cast a disapproving glance at her grandson, but when she looked at Li Xianyun, her face lit up with a delighted smile.

"Sweetheart, are you hungry? I’ve had the kitchen prepare your favorite foods. Come and try them."

In the past, Yaduo used to call Li Xianyun ’Xianxian’, but having not seen her granddaughter-in-law for so long, she missed her terribly, thus even her address for her changed.

Back in Houtang, Li Xianyun often heard elders calling their grandchildren ’sweetheart’, which conveyed intimacy and affection.

She had never experienced being addressed that way before, but now in Khitan, she suddenly enjoyed this treatment.

Li Xianyun looked at Yaduo, "Grandmother, you haven’t had your meal till now, have you?"

Yaduo, knowing she was concerned, replied with a smile, "Don’t worry, I had some pastries, I’m not hungry."

Li Xianyun was full of worry. Older people must have regular meals, otherwise they can suffer from indigestion and have trouble sleeping for nights on end.

"How can that be okay? You need to eat on time, or else your stomach will be uncomfortable at night."

Yaduo pinched Li Xianyun’s hand, "I know."

She then looked disapprovingly at Yelu Yan behind her, "Look at Xianxian, and then look at yourself."

Yelu Yan raised his long fingers to touch the bridge of his tall nose. Since Li Xianyun’s return, Yaduo even called her ’sweetheart’. When had she ever called him ’sweetheart’ before?

His grandmother was truly becoming less and less fond of him.

Li Xianyun watched the banter between the two, finding the grandmother and grandson too amusing, and she laughed heartily.

"Grandmother, after we eat, your granddaughter-in-law will take your pulse," Li Xianyun offered.

The more Yaduo looked at Li Xianyun, the happier she became, "Good."

"Your granddaughter-in-law has also brought many gifts from Tianshui County for you. You can see if you like them later."

"Of course, I will like them. Anything Xianxian gives me, I will like."

The three of them chatted and laughed as they arrived in the main hall. The Chief of the kitchen, with the maids, was preparing the meal, all Li Xianyun’s favorites.

The dining table was round. Yaduo took the principal seat first, with Li Xianyun on her right side. Yelu Yan was supposed to sit to the left of Yaduo, but he always insisted on sitting next to Li Xianyun, and this time was no exception.

As soon as Yelu Yan sat down, he moved his chair closer to Li Xianyun’s. The two were very close, their garments touching.

It’s best not to be too intimate in front of an elder.

Li Xianyun glanced at Yelu Yan and moved her chair towards Yaduo. However, someone also moved his chair to sit close to her.

Li Xianyun had no choice but to give up.

Yaduo watched all this, realizing her task was accomplished and she could move back to her original palace from the main building.

After the meal was prepared, Yelu Yan picked up his chopsticks and added a piece of beef to Li Xianyun’s bowl, while at the same time, Yaduo offered her a chicken leg, their chopsticks accidentally touching.

Li Xianyun couldn’t help but laugh, "Grandmother, please eat. Your granddaughter-in-law can help herself."

It felt really good to be doted on.

Yaduo ate her meal with a smile, while Yelu Yan kept adding food to Li Xianyun’s bowl, insisting on serving her heavy, meaty dishes.

It was already late, and if she kept eating this way, she would end up too full.

Just as Yelu Yan was about to add more food to her bowl, Li Xianyun guarded her bowl like a kitten, looking at him discontentedly, "Husband... Khan, this is enough. I can’t eat any more."

Li Xianyun’s face turned slightly red, inadvertently revealing her affectionate nickname for Yelu Yan.

Seeing that she was reluctant to eat more, Yelu Yan turned to Yaduo and complained, "Grandmother, please intervene. Look at how thin she has become, and she’s still unwilling to eat more."

For the first time, Yaduo agreed with Yelu Yan, "Xianxian, you should listen to Ayan this time. Eat more, you’ve gotten so thin. Come on, have some more."

Li Xianyun could always get by with Yelu Yan by acting coy or stubborn, but she still had to listen to Yaduo.

She reluctantly withdrew her fair, delicate hand.

Yelu Yan added so much food to her bowl that Li Xianyun felt a bit despondent.

"Khan, you should eat too."

Having used the formal "you", Yelu Yan was quite displeased and slid his leg under the table to hook around Li Xianyun’s shin.

Li Xianyun hadn’t expected him to be so bold, especially with an elder present.

She became flustered and quickly dodged. Fortunately, Yelu Yan did not trouble her further.

At the dining table, Li Xianyun talked a lot with Yaduo. While they spoke, Yelu Yan either handed her a napkin to wipe her mouth and hands or poured her water, always attentive to her needs and acting promptly.

When there was nothing that needed to be done, Yelu Yan simply listened quietly to their conversation, his gaze fixed entirely on Li Xianyun.

The woman he treasured became more and more lovely to him, and the more he looked at her, the more he loved her. He loved her so much he wanted to pull her close to thoroughly kiss, pamper, and please her.

Yaduo was delighted from the bottom of her heart when she watched her grandson hopelessly smitten. The iron tree that hasn’t bloomed for a thousand years had finally flowered, and the stubborn stone had finally cracked.

She wasn’t far from holding her great-grandson.

Yelu Yan had been quietly listening and watching, desperately reining in the beast within, asking it to endure a little longer. But he found that the grandmother and granddaughter-in-law seemed to have endless things to talk about, as if there was no end to their conversation.

Before the meal, Yelu Yan had been looking forward to finishing it quickly, and after the meal, he had hoped they would stop chatting, pitying himself for having slept alone for several nights.

But alas, others’ happiness doesn’t necessarily align with one’s own. The grandmother and granddaughter-in-law were chatting enthusiastically, utterly disregarding his loneliness and desperate need for his woman’s comfort.

Eventually, Yelu Yan could bear it no longer and spoke up, "Xianxian, you must be tired after the long journey. You should rest early."

As if teasing him on purpose, Li Xianyun responded, "Khan, your consort still has much to talk about with grandmother. If you are tired, please rest early."

Yelu Yan, who usually kept his emotions under control, couldn’t hide his feelings any longer, his face fell with disappointment.

He had spoiled Li Xianyun too much. Whatever she said went, and he had never refused her anything. But now he somewhat regretted indulging her too much, for ultimately, it was he who felt aggrieved.

But what could he do? Having spoiled her already, he could only continue to dote on her.

Yelu Yan had no choice but to look to his grandmother, "Grandmother, you’ve also had a long day and must be tired. Please rest early. I will take Xianxian with me now."