The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan
Chapter 285 Goddess Arrives (Second Update)

Chapter 285: 285 Goddess Arrives (Second Update)

Li Xianyun had a good memory, and although she had only been to Nata’s home once, she already had a basic understanding of the route to his house.

As she arrived at the low mud wall of the courtyard, the sound of children’s laughter and play came from within.

The carriage stopped at the entrance of the gate, and Li Xianyun alighted.

The three children in the courtyard were playing a game involving rolling hoops, their faces rosy and their clothes freshly made, no longer in the tattered rags they wore before, skin and bones.

Tiedan recognized Li Xianyun right away and happily shouted toward the main house, "Grandmother, Grandmother, come quickly, our benefactor is here, our benefactor is here."

"..."

There was no response from the main house, so Tiedan changed his call, "Grandmother, the Goddess is here."

Ever since she had recovered, she had been longing for the Goddess, hoping that the Goddess would deign to visit her, wanting to meet the savior who healed her once more.

The whole family had tried to convince her that Li Xianyun was a man, not a woman.

But the elderly lady was very stubborn, insisting that Li Xianyun was not a man but a true woman and that Li Xianyun was the Goddess, come specifically to bless the poor.

The family had no choice but to indulge her, letting her call whatever she liked.

No sooner had Tiedan finished speaking than Nata’s elderly mother came out of the main house.

She had just been tidying up inside the house.

As soon as she saw Li Xianyun, Nata’s mother attempted to kneel, but Li Xianyun, who had already approached, rushed over and supported her by the elbow.

"Elderly madam, you’re going to be the death of me."

The intended kneel never came to pass.

Grasping Li Xianyun’s delicate, fair hands, Nata’s mother said, "Thank you for saving my life, Goddess."

"It was just a helping hand, hardly worth mentioning. Today, I’ve come to take your pulse and also to bring some gifts for the children," Elder Li responded, her smile gentle and endearing.

The three children perked up at the mention of gifts, ecstatic.

Li Xianyun instructed Youlan to distribute the gifts among the three children while she took the elderly woman’s pulse.

After checking her pulse, Li Xianyun looked at the elderly woman and smiled, "It seems you have been taking your medicine diligently."

Nata’s mother responded with a smile, "How could I not heed the words of the Goddess?"

Li Xianyun smiled embarrassingly, "I really can’t live up to the title of Goddess."

Nata’s mother gazed intently at Li Xianyun, and said with great sincerity, "You are worthy of it. Your husband will achieve great things because of you, and the Khitan will grow strong because of you. If you are not to be called a Goddess, then who is?"

Li Xianyun was taken aback, scrutinizing the elderly woman. They had only met twice, yet she seemed to have eyes that could see through hearts.

Quite strange indeed.

Li Xianyun did not continue on this topic, instead, she reminded the elderly to take her medicine on time and to rest well.

After talking for a while, Li Xianyun left with Youlan, Zhuo Ma, and Bater.

She was pressed for time and needed to return to the Khan Palace before nightfall; otherwise, Yelu Yan would be anxious.

With his official duties being so demanding, it would certainly disrupt matters if he had to leave the Government Office to look for her.

Li Xianyun led her group to the Drying Room and the workshop.

Upon her arrival, Habu was not there; the workers said he had gone to the Government Office to take care of business.

It must be said, not just anyone can be a village chief.

Habu managed the Drying Room and workshop exceptionally well.

Even in his absence, everyone was doing their job, and the tasks in both the Drying Room and the workshop were being carried out in an orderly fashion.

This was the art of leadership that Yelu Yan spoke of.

Li Xianyun first inspected the Drying Room. The grapes had slowly shrunk and wrinkled, considerably smaller, but not yet fully formed; they still needed to be dried.