The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan
Chapter 283 is unable to escape even on its own (Second update)

Chapter 283: 283 is unable to escape even on its own (Second update)

Just as Zhuo Ma was about to speak out to remind her, Yelu Yan, who had only walked a few steps away, suddenly turned back, walked over to Li Xianyun’s side, and took the small white cat from her hands.

Li Xianyun looked up at him, puzzled, and asked, "Husband, what are you doing?"

Yelu Yan’s eyes were dark and indifferent as he "hmphed" and bent down to place the small white cat on the ground. He raised his hand as if to hit Xiaobai, but fearing Li Xianyun would get angry, he instead pushed the cat causing it to tumble over, then stood straight up, cast an unhappy glance at Li Xianyun, and turned to leave.

Li Xianyun was stunned. Why did he seem angry, and who had provoked him?

Truly a man of unpredictable moods.

Li Xianyun bent down to pick up the small cat, holding it in one hand while stroking its soft fur with the other, "Don’t be afraid, he was just scaring you."

She gently petted the cat, "You’re so cute."

Li Xianyun said and walked towards the side hall.

Zhuo Ma and Youlan hurriedly followed.

Youlan said, "Master, it looks like Khan is angry."

"Hmm."

"Do you want to go and appease him?" Zhuo Ma asked.

"We should not spoil him too much or he will get spoiled."

Just a small cat, and he gets that jealous? What will happen in the future?

On the way to the side hall, Li Xianyun realized why Yelu Yan was angry.

Li Xianyun arrived at the side hall with the small cat in her arms.

Yaduo was talking with Yuchi Qian, while Yelu Xuan was nearby playing with a spinning top. However, he couldn’t spin it quickly, and it soon toppled over on the ground.

Seeing Li Xianyun come in, Yaduo looked at her and smiled, "Ayan just left?"

"Yes, he just left."

Yaduo laughed, "After you were gone, we could hardly ever see him. Now he seems to appear frequently, as if he can’t wait to rush over to the Khan Palace eight hundred times."

Li Xianyun pursed her lips and smiled, "Godmother, you’re exaggerating."

She placed the small cat on the ground, walked over to Yelu Xuan, and smiled, "Godmother will teach you, how about that?"

"Okay," Yelu Xuan said a bit dejectedly. "Godmother, I don’t know why, but Xuanxuan can’t seem to do it right no matter what."

Li Xianyun patted Yelu Xuan’s little head, "Don’t worry, practice makes perfect. Besides, it’s meant for fun. If it makes you unhappy, it’s better not to play with it at all. So don’t rush, take it slow, alright?"

"Hmm."

As Li Xianyun was winding the string, she said, "You need to wind the string tightly layer by layer. If it’s not tight enough, it won’t be able to spin the top. Also, after placing the top on the ground, you must whip it quickly a few times to make it spin fast. Once it starts spinning on its own, you can whip slower."

Yelu Xuan watched attentively.

The two of them, one big and one small, were very focused. It was a scene of indescribable warmth.

Yaduo watched Li Xianyun and found herself liking her granddaughter-in-law more and more.

Li Xianyun was so virtuous and gentle, and she had so much patience with children. Children raised by her would definitely be exceptional, just like Ayan.

After winding the string, Li Xianyun smiled at Yelu Xuan, "Watch closely, Xuanxuan."

"Hmm."

Li Xianyun placed the top on the ground and whipped it quickly, causing it to spin rapidly.

Yelu Xuan jumped up and down, clapping his hands, "Godmother is amazing."

Li Xianyun stopped the top and let Yelu Xuan give it a try.

During this time, she gave pointers, and it didn’t take long before Yelu Xuan had learned how to do it, the top spinning with a whirring sound.

Yaduo and Yuchi Qian exchanged a glance, both smiling happily.

Yaduo invited Yuchi Qian and Yelu Xuan to have lunch at the Khan Palace.

After lunch, upon learning that Li Xianyun was leaving the palace, Yuchi Qian and her son decided to join her on the carriage ride.

Li Xianyun first dropped Yuchi Qian and her son off at their home.

When they arrived at the Liuwang Residence, Yuchi Qian told Yelu Xuan to go back to the mansion first.

Yelu Xuan was unwilling, "No, I want to spend more time with Godmother."

"Your mother and your Godmother have matters to discuss."

"What matters that you have to hide from Xuanxuan?"

Li Xianyun smiled and said, "Xuanxuan, be good. Didn’t you learn how to spin the top? You can show it to your father."

Upon hearing this, Yelu Xuan’s eyes lit up, and he hurriedly scrambled down from the carriage.

Yuchi Qian looked at Li Xianyun with a smile, "Princess Consort, you always have a way."

Li Xianyun chuckled softly, looking at her and asked, "If Princess Consort of the Sixth Prince has something to say, just speak freely, you don’t need to hide it from me."

Li Xianyun had noticed since they got on the carriage that Yuchi Qian seemed hesitant to speak.

Yuchi Qian hesitated a moment, then said, "This consort knows that the Khan is not that kind of person, but it is common for a man to have several wives and concubines, let alone a great hero like the Khan, who stands tall in this world. There will be many women who want to become his consorts, so the temptations he faces will be much more frequent than those of ordinary men."

Li Xianyun watched Yuchi Qian, savoring the meaning behind her words.

Yuchi Qian paused and then continued, "This time, the rebellion of the Ninth Prince, it’s said outside that it was Ji Chuchu who tipped off the Khan, and rumors are spreading that the Khan, out of gratitude to Ji Chuchu, wants to take her as an Imperial Concubine."

Li Xianyun did not believe it, the trap that Yelu Yan set for the Ninth Prince had been decided on a long time ago, so how did it become Ji Chuchu’s merit?

"Thank you for telling me."

Seeing Li Xianyun’s composure, Yuchi Qian couldn’t help but ask in surprise, "Princess Consort, don’t you worry after hearing this?"

Li Xianyun smiled and said, "I seldom think about things that haven’t happened, because mere speculation is futile. Moreover, it all comes down to fate between people. What belongs to oneself will eventually come to oneself, and there’s no escape; what is not meant for oneself cannot be kept by clutching at it tightly, as it would be fruitless, leading to an empty basket in the end."

Yuchi Qian looked at Li Xianyun with admiration, thinking that if everyone could see things as clearly as Li Xianyun, there would be fewer lovesick men and women.

After seeing off Yuchi Qian, Li Xianyun directed the carriage to head for the West Market.

As they rode along and reached a place with fewer people, Li Xianyun opened the carriage window, hung the soft curtain on the golden hook, and looked toward Bater, who was riding on a horse.

Bater had been waiting for Li Xianyun’s instructions, and when he saw her looking over, he rode up and said softly, "Master, I have found out that the Ninth Prince was rallying former officials under the pretext of the Khan’s favoritism towards a bewitching consort and his abandonment of the state. On the day of the rebellion, the Khan seemed to descend from the heavens, leading the Flame Army to sweep through the rebels. In just one night, the Rebel Army was quashed, and a dozen former officials were captured. That very night their households were raided; the men were exiled to the border, while the women were demoted to slaves."

The words "descended from the heavens" were directly quoted by Bater, carrying the adoration the common people had for their Khan.

"Does this not include the Southern Prince?"

Ji Xueyuan had close connections with the conservative faction, with many affairs led by him. With the outbreak of the rebellion, he should have been the prime target.

Bater replied, "The Southern Prince is not included. He had been confined to his residence for many days before the rebellion."

They say those who plan ten moves ahead in a game of chess are the wise ones, and Yelu Yan was such a person.

Li Xianyun suddenly realized that perhaps from the moment Yelu Yan had caught Ji Zuqing, he had already planned everything.

He must have wanted to dissolve Yelu Qi and Ji Xueyuan one by one, controlling Ji Zuqing was the same as seizing Ji Xueyuan’s lifeline, making it so that Ji Xueyuan wouldn’t and couldn’t oppose him.

How could such a man, strategizing behind the scenes and directing the course of events, not elicit admiration from Li Xianyun?

The carriage quickly arrived at the West Market. Along the way, Li Xianyun noticed that several houses in the West Market had been burned down, and she couldn’t help but worry about Ruyi Square.

Fortunately, Ruyi Square was just as bustling as when she left—its storefronts thriving, with Ali and the women of Ruyi Square busily moving about.