The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan
Chapter 327: Khan 326 is the most obedient one (third watch)

Chapter 327: Khan 326 is the most obedient one (third watch)

The night messenger stationed at the main tower’s entrance saw his Khan emerging and hurried forward.

Yet seeing his Khan clad in a simple robe, with a solemn expression, he seemed to have disturbed his peaceful sleep, bringing with him annoyance.

Considering this, Yelang couldn’t help but feel a tightening in his chest, yet he dared not delay his report.

The Khan held the princess consort in such high regard, emphatically stressing that if there were any news regarding her, it must be reported immediately.

That’s why he had entered the palace gates in the dead of night.

Yelang knelt respectfully and bent his arm in a salute, saying, "Greetings, Khan."

Yelu Yan regarded him with a faint voice and asked, "What’s the matter?"

Yelang stood up, approached, and spoke in a low voice, "Reporting to the Khan, the new Emperor of Houliang dispatched men to infiltrate the Prince’s Mansion at night, but they were repelled by the Houtang troops."

Yelu Yan responded with a light "Hmm."

When he sent people to Houtang to investigate Li Xianyun, he faintly learned of her difficult past and thus pressed the Emperor of Houtang to send protection for the family at the Prince’s Mansion.

The Emperor of Houtang truly knew the value of being timely.

However, for the sake of caution, Yelu Yan had also secretly stationed some men around the Prince’s Mansion to better safeguard Li Xianyun’s family.

Yelu Yan instructed Yelang, "You may dispatch a messenger there, informing them Murong Ce has already harbored thoughts of threatening the princess consort through the Prince’s Mansion. If this attempt failed, there will surely be another. Command them to protect the princess consort’s family diligently. Any negligence will be met with their heads."

Yelang quickly bent his arm in a salute, saying, "Yes."

Yelu Yan gestured dismissively, Yelang saluted once more, and very respectfully withdrew.

Upon leaving the gates of Khan Palace, Yelang leaped into the air, disappearing into the night with a few bounds, like a specter without a trace or shadow.

The wind swept the ground as the coolness of the autumn night enveloped the surroundings; Yelu Yan entered the main tower, stopping before the inner chamber’s entrance.

Li Xianyun had not yet permitted him entry, so he waited obediently outside the door.

He always said Li Xianyun was very nice and obedient, but in truth, he too was very compliant in her presence, to the point of being extremely careful.

In fact, he was the most well-behaved of them all.

Inside the inner chamber.

Li Xianyun was sweating profusely from the pain, her lower abdomen feeling as if it was being twisted by some sharp instrument, writhing in unbearable discomfort.

She finally understood why her desires had been so intense just a while ago, even clinging to Yelu Yan for intimacy—it was because her period was about to start.

Desires tend to be strong before and after one’s period.

Li Xianyun, having prepared her menstrual cloth, changed into a clean gown, and holding a hand warmer to her chest, leaned back against the bolster on her bed before sending for Yelu Yan.

Yelu Yan entered swiftly, sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at her pale face with concern.

Li Xianyun offered her hand to him with a smile, saying, "Husband, don’t worry, I’m fine."

She had grown accustomed to this over the years.

Yelu Yan didn’t immediately take her small hand; instead, he rubbed his own hands to warm them before taking hers.

It was chilly outside, his hands were a bit cold, and he feared chilling Li Xianyun.

Li Xianyun watched his carefulness, her lips curving into a smile.

Yelu Yan squeezed her soft little hand and proposed, "Let me rub your belly; it might feel better."

Li Xianyun shook her head, declining, "No need."

Her lower abdomen was throbbing relentlessly, as cold as ice; any touch would be excruciating.

Just then, Zhuo Ma called from outside, "Reporting to the Khan, reporting to the Princess Consort, I’ve brought the Ginger Sugar Water."

Yelu Yan said calmly, "Enter."

Zhuo Ma, carrying the Ginger Sugar Water, walked in.

Yelu Yan reached out to take it, commanding in a soft tone, "Leave."

Zhuo Ma bent her arm in a salute and respectfully withdrew, joining Youlan, who was waiting outside, in closing the door from outside.

Yelu Yan stirred the red Ginger Sugar Water, which was topped with yellow ginger froth.

As the steam rose, carrying a slightly unpleasant smell, it must be difficult to drink.

Thinking this, Yelu Yan’s brow furrowed slightly.

He felt sympathy.

In fact, ever since Li Xianyun’s first period, Yelu Yan had commanded his people to seek out skilled physicians at a high cost to cure such ailments.

During that time, they encountered a few charlatans, which infuriated Yelu Yan so much that he ordered them to be beaten thoroughly and warned that if they dare practice medicine deceitfully again, their heads would be taken.

Could it be, just as Li Xianyun had said, that there really was no remedy for this condition?