The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan
Chapter 318 I Only Care About Your Thoughts (Second Update)

Chapter 318: 318 I Only Care About Your Thoughts (Second Update)

Yelu Yan’s Adam’s apple moved slightly as he lowered his head to gaze at Li Xianyun, cautiously asking, "You’ve heard about the Grand Imperial Consort’s matter, haven’t you?"

"Mhm."

Yelu Yan’s thin lips parted lightly as he spoke, "Do you think your husband is too cruel and ruthless?"

He cared deeply about Li Xianyun’s opinion of him and didn’t want any incident to cause her to have any resentment toward him.

It had not been easy for him to win Li Xianyun’s affection; he always feared losing her and often acted out of anxiety.

This was unlike him, but he couldn’t help himself.

Ever since Li Xianyun had married him, he often found himself unable to control his emotions, a sensation he had never experienced before.

Li Xianyun smiled and said, "She wasn’t kind or gentle to you either. Matters of power do require some ruthless tactics, I know that."

Yelu Yan kissed her cheek, saying with deep emotion, "Your husband has never cared about what others think, only about your thoughts."

"You are my husband; naturally, I stand by your side."

Yelu Yan’s lips moved slightly, holding back the words he wanted to say.

If she truly regarded him as her husband, why did she hide so many things from him, not letting him be involved? Why didn’t she learn to rely on him?

Seeing Yelu Yan’s hesitant expression, Li Xianyun amusingly found it too playful to discern such a look on his face.

Li Xianyun lifted her delicate hand to cradle Yelu Yan’s handsome cheek, gently caressing it, and smiled, "What is it you want to say?"

An idea suddenly sprang to mind, and Li Xianyun withdrew her hand, "You don’t want to... want to again, do you?"

She had already reached her limit just now; her petite body couldn’t take another round.

Yelu Yan deliberately asked, "What?"

Li Xianyun huffed lightly and looked up at him, waiting for his answer.

Yelu Yan’s attractive Adam’s apple bobbed as he hesitated for a moment before finally saying, "Xianxian, should your husband consider bringing your father, mother, and younger siblings over from Houtang?"

Yelu Yan had already decided that Li Xianyun was his woman, so her family was his family as well.

Li Xianyun’s smile froze, and her expression turned solemn as she asked, "Is something wrong with my king father and queen mother?"

When she had left Houtang, she had made sure everything was secure and that Murong Ce wouldn’t be able to harm the Prince’s Mansion before she departed.

Over this period, she had been keeping an eye on the situation at the Prince’s Mansion, and the people from Ji Shi Tang had not sent any messages about any incidents occurring there.

Could it be that Yelu Yan had received some other news?

For a time, Li Xianyun’s heart skipped a beat as numerous thoughts flickered through her mind.

"No," Yelu Yan said, "Your husband knows you worry about your parents’ safety, bringing them to Houtang would put your mind at ease."

Even though Li Xianyun had never mentioned her family in his presence, Yelu Yan could still read her emotions when she was lost in thought alone.

Isn’t she eager to earn money now also for the sake of planning for her family?

Realizing it was a false alarm, Li Xianyun breathed a sigh of relief, "I’ve thought about bringing them here, but my king father is quite stubborn, and he does not wish to move the family. I don’t want to force them."

Yelu Yan nodded and suggested, "Then at our grand wedding, we could invite your father, mother, and your siblings to reunite with you for a while."

Li Xianyun looked at him in surprise, "Grand wedding?"

Hadn’t they already married?

Yelu Yan gently caressed Li Xianyun’s face, smooth like the surface of water, with the back of his hand, feeling quite guilty as he said, "Xianxian, I wronged you with the last wedding ceremony. I need to arrange another grand one for you."

When Li Xianyun married into the family, Yelu Yan did not take the marriage alliance seriously, merely thinking that Houtang had carelessly sent a woman over, nor did he expect that he could ever fall in love with a woman. Therefore, no wedding ceremony was held, and only a red bridal palanquin was used to send Li Xianyun into the Khan Palace.

On that day, even the Grand Imperial Consort had maids slap Li Xianyun’s face.

The day Li Xianyun came into the marriage, he had gone to the military camp, and on their wedding night, she was occupied with treating Xiao Dilu, suffering much grievance.

He had always wanted to make it up to her.

Now that he had removed the obstacles in the harem and the court, it was time to give her an explanation.

Li Xianyun didn’t really care for such external matters and said, "There’s no need, as long as you treat me well, that’s enough."

Yelu Yan lifted her delicate hand to his mouth and kissed it softly, saying tenderly, "I will always treat you well, for our entire lives and in all the lives to come."

"Mhm, that’s enough. Right now many common people are living in abject poverty, and it wouldn’t be right to hold any luxurious ceremonies."

The Khitan naturally disliked Han people and also disapproved of her, and if a lavish wedding ceremony were held, it would undoubtedly lead to complaints.

Li Xianyun did not want to cause Yelu Yan any trouble.

"I will solve these problems. The wedding must be held. Think about whether you want to invite your father and mother to stay for a while," Yelu Yan said.

Li Xianyun pressed her rosy lips together; although she had verbally refused Yelu Yan, she was actually quite thrilled inside—she truly missed her family.

Li Xianyun buried her small face in the warm nape of Yelu Yan’s neck and murmured softly, "My lord, you treat me the best."

Yelu Yan kissed her earlobe and, with their necks intertwined, hugged her close, tightly encircling her in his arms.

The carriage swayed and creaked, and Li Xianyun soon felt drowsy.

She yawned softly, tears welling up and reddening the corners of her eyes.

Li Xianyun raised her hand to wipe the tears from her eyes, rested her chin on Yelu Yan’s sturdy shoulder, and said sleepily, "My lord, I’m so sleepy,"

Lack of sleep from being kept up the night before by him made her feel sluggish during the day, especially with the bright noon sun shining down on her, rocking in the carriage as if she were in a cradle, bringing sleepiness to the fore.

Yelu Yan laid Li Xianyun down in his arms, cradling her as one would a child, and said, "Sleep."

Li Xianyun covered her mouth as she yawned widely, lifted her little hand to gently dab at the corner of her eyes, turned to embrace Yelu Yan’s robust waist, nestled her small head in his embrace to find a comfortable position, and with her eyes closed, said, "My lord, I’ll just sleep for the duration of an incense stick, you must wake me up when it’s over."

Yelu Yan nuzzled her face with a kiss and mumbled, "Mhm, sleep."

Li Xianyun quickly fell asleep with her eyes closed.

She slept deeply, lost in a drowsy haze, and in her sleep, she thought of the tubewell she had to arrange, forcing her eyes open.

Upon opening her eyes, she saw Yelu Yan looking down at her with a smile.

With a sleepy smile on her lips, Li Xianyun asked huskily, "My lord, how long have I slept?"

"Not too long," he replied.

Li Xianyun didn’t believe it; she struggled to sit up, pushed open the window, and lifted the curtain to look outside.

The carriage was stopped at a quiet street corner, and from the sunlight and the shadows on the ground, it was clear that she had slept for more than just a little while.

Li Xianyun let the curtain fall back into place, straightened her clothes and hair, and complained softly, "You promised one incense stick’s time, why didn’t you wake me? It’s all your fault for delaying my tasks."

After tidying herself, Li Xianyun abruptly rose, but in doing so, she strained a sensitive spot and involuntarily inhaled a sharp breath of cold air.