The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan
Chapter 294: Nothing is more important than you, 294

Chapter 294: Nothing is more important than you, 294

Jinwu asked two other people, but they also pretended to be deaf and mute.

It was obvious they had something to hide.

Li Xianyun saw that many farmers couldn’t wait to water their fields, carrying water with buckets themselves, and some even pulled carts of water to irrigate their land.

For such vast land, such actions were no more effective than trying to extinguish a cartload of burning firewood with a cup of water.

The man who had just led the way thanked Li Xianyun once again before joining the peasants in watering the fields.

Yelu Yan surveyed the conditions of the fields, then turned to Li Xianyun, "Let’s go."

"Mhm."

When they reached a more secluded spot, Yelu Yan took Li Xianyun’s small hand and gently squeezed it.

Knowing he was in a bad mood, she let him lead her.

After getting on the carriage, Yelu Yan bent down to see the soil and brown mud on Li Xianyun’s shoes, and then picked up a soft cloth from the table to squat in front of her, bowing his head to wipe the mud off her shoes.

Yelu Yan was really good to her, even in his anger, he still considered and took care of her.

Li Xianyun’s ears burned slightly as she looked down at the tall and burly man before her.

He was carefully wiping the tips of her shoes with the soft cloth in his rough hands, very meticulously.

Li Xianyun shrank her feet back, "Husband, there’s no need to clean them. I’ll change them after we return to the palace."

Yelu Yan looked up at her, saying softly, "I’ll be done cleaning them soon."

After speaking, Yelu Yan continued to lower his head and clean the tops of her shoes.

When he was done, Yelu Yan sat next to her, wiped his hands with the clean cloth, and then embraced her in his arms, letting her sit sideways across his legs.

Looking down at his shoes, Li Xianyun said, "Husband, your shoes are dirty too."

Yelu Yan’s mouth curved into a smile, "I’m pretty rough around the edges, it doesn’t matter."

He was accustomed to the Spartan life of military camps where, during tense times of war, he might go a month or two without a bath, his armor, clothing, and shoes all smeared with the enemy’s blood and mud from marching. Such conditions were commonplace for him.

But his woman was different, a Heavenly Immortal of extraordinary beauty, with skin like jade, delicate and smooth, swaying weakly like a willow in the wind, tender and captivating, her whole being wrapped in a gentle fragrance.

A beauty made of jade, a figure from a painting, deserving to be pampered.

Li Xianyun smiled, resting her head gently on Yelu Yan’s strong shoulders and her delicate white fingers playfully fiddling with his lapel intermittently. She looked up at him, "Husband, are you very angry?"

There were people under him neglecting their duties and seeking personal gain, he must be very angry.

Yelu Yan took her small hand, gently playing with it. He was indeed very angry, but he didn’t want to convey those negative emotions to Li Xianyun. He didn’t want her to worry.

Since she had followed him and became his woman, Yelu Yan wanted her to always be happy, without any worries or vexations.

"I’m not angry, just some people are going to be in trouble," he said.

As he spoke, Yelu Yan gently kissed Li Xianyun’s forehead, which was as smooth as porcelain, "After we return to the palace, you rest first. I have some matters to attend to before I come back to sleep with you."

"Mhm, come back early," Li Xianyun said softly.

She didn’t know when she had gotten used to sleeping embraced by Yelu Yan; his broad and solid embrace always gave her a great sense of security.

Since they had shared a bed, Li Xianyun no longer wore those clinking sleeve arrows at night, nor did she have nightmares.

Yelu Yan leaned down and gently nipped her petal-soft lips, "Alright."

Their interaction was particularly reminiscent of an old married couple.

The years were kind, peaceful as a tranquil river—such a feeling was truly wonderful.

After returning to the Khan Palace, Yelu Yan was the first to get off the carriage.

As Li Xianyun stepped out of the carriage, about to hold on to Yelu Yan to disembark, he scooped her up horizontally and strode into the grand entrance of the Khan Palace.

Yaduo must have moved out; otherwise, Yelu Yan wouldn’t be so brazen.

Li Xianyun nestled in Yelu Yan’s arms, looking at him, "Husband, put me down, you still have matters to attend to."

Yelu Yan looked down at her, "Nothing is more important than you. I will take you back first and then deal with official duties."

Li Xianyun had no choice but to let him carry on.