The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan -
Chapter 358 - 357 You Can’t Look at Other Men (Second Update)
Chapter 358: 357 You Can’t Look at Other Men (Second Update)
Jinwu arrived at the top of the city wall with soldiers and merely glanced down before his expression changed.
"It really is the princess consort who has come. Such a rare opportunity indeed."
Jinwu immediately said to the commander, "General Shi, someone from the palace has arrived. Open the gates."
"Alright," Shi Chong immediately ordered, "Open the gates!"
He turned to say something to Jinwu, but where was Jinwu’s figure to be found?
Turning around, he saw Jinwu hurriedly descending the city wall, evidently, the visitor must be no ordinary person.
As soon as the gates opened, Jinwu rode out to meet them.
Reaching the carriage, Jinwu looked at the window and said, "My lord."
As they were not in the Imperial Palace and Li Xianyun was dressed in men’s clothing, it was inappropriate to call her the princess consort, so he addressed her as "my lord" just like Bater did.
Li Xianyun lifted the carriage curtain and, looking at Jinwu, asked, "Where is the Khan?"
Jinwu replied truthfully, "The Khan is engaged in a martial contest, at a critical moment. I did not dare to disturb him, so I came to greet you myself."
Li Xianyun uttered, "Hmm."
While the curtain was lowered, Jinwu took the opportunity to glance at Youlan.
When Youlan saw him looking over, the corners of her mouth curled up in a smile.
Jinwu’s throat went dry, and his ears began to burn.
The group entered the Northern Great Camp, and Jinwu led them directly to the martial arts training ground.
From a distance, Li Xianyun could see people sparring on the combat stage.
She spotted Yelu Yan instantly.
His towering and slender figure, handsome appearance, austere air, along with his innate commanding presence, made him stand out no matter where he was.
Yelu Yan was fighting barehanded against a dozen strong men.
He wore a thin shirt, revealing the huge, rock-like muscles of his shoulders and arms.
And those fists, as hard as stones, looked frightening to behold.
His moves were swift, precise, and ruthless, quickly overpowering his opponents, and in just a few moves, several soldiers were knocked down.
Yelu Yan was like a great and fierce beast, exuding wildness and terrifying power that instilled fear in onlookers while also commanding their utmost admiration.
At this moment, he bore none of his usual gentleness nor the licentiousness he showed in private moments.
Li Xianyun felt Yelu Yan seemed somewhat unfamiliar in this light.
The area around the combat platform drew many soldiers, all watching the duel intently, occasionally exclaiming in admiration and praise for their Khan.
There were no women in the camp, and the soldiers dressed casually.
After their drills, everyone was as drenched as if they had been washed, with many soldiers going bare-chested.
After one group of soldiers was defeated, another stepped up.
Yelu Yan continued to strike swiftly and ruthlessly. Just as another group of soldiers ascended the stage, Yelu Yan suddenly saw the familiar carriage and the cute little head peeking from the window.
His face showed an expression of surprise and joy, and he unconsciously took a step forward.
The soldiers who had just come on stage hadn’t detected his distraction yet, and one of them threw a punch towards his face.
Li Xianyun couldn’t help but cry out in alarm.
But Yelu Yan quickly blocked the punch with his hand, grabbed the assailant’s wrist, and in an instant, threw the man to the ground.
Li Xianyun exhaled in relief, it was just a false alarm.
The soldiers saw that their Khan, for some unknown reason, had changed in an instant; moments ago, he had shown restraint, opting not to end the contest swiftly.
It was less a duel and more a demonstration on how to subdue enemies.
But now, he seemed much more ferocious, each move ruthless yet controlled as if he wanted to end the martial contest quickly.
In an instant, a dozen robust men were laid out on the ground.
The soldiers watched wide-eyed and speechless, some involuntarily swallowing hard.
So this was their Khan’s true level of skill; his martial prowess was so high it was transcendent.
It was indeed a revelation.
The soldiers couldn’t help but let out bursts of cheers.
Shouts of "Khan" "Khan" came from the mouths of these passionate men, thunderous and piercing through the sky.
Yelu Yan had strict military discipline; with just a raise of his hand, the place below the platform fell into silence as quiet as the grave.
"Put all your clothes on," Yelu Yan commanded in a calm voice.
The soldiers hurried to dress, puzzled; hadn’t they always dressed this way before?
The Khan had never frowned upon their attire, so why was he not allowing it today, and why did he seem to wear a troubled expression?
Yelu Yan leapt down from the platform, striding meteorically toward the horse-drawn carriage.
Only then did the soldiers notice that a horse-drawn carriage had stopped outside the training field.
At that moment, Li Xianyun had already lowered the carriage curtain, and the soldiers were very curious about the distinguished person who had arrived, someone who could excite the Khan to this extent.
Yelu Yan approached the carriage, stepped in with one stride, and stooped to enter.
Youlan had already descended from the carriage, with Jinwu and Bater closing the doors on either side.
Bater held the horse’s reins at the front, waiting for Yelu Yan’s orders.
Jinwu took out a soft handkerchief from his sleeve and handed it to Youlan, saying softly, "I bought this from the West Market for you, try it."
Youlan smiled, opened the handkerchief, and inside was another layer of waxed paper, wrapping several pieces of white nougat.
She loved sweets the most, fed daily by Jinwu, causing her little face to become somewhat rounder.
Youlan took one piece and put it in her mouth; it was so sweet, with a hint of peanut flavor, "Delicious, thank you."
Jinwu raised his hand to scratch his head, looking endearingly foolish.
Youlan picked up a piece and handed it to him.
Jinwu laughed, "This is for you, I won’t eat it."
"Go ahead."
Jinwu reluctantly accepted it and put it in his mouth; it was the most delicious nougat he had ever tasted.
Youlan wrapped up the waxed paper and handkerchief.
"Why are you not eating anymore?" Jinwu asked.
"To save some for the master."
The servant and master always thought of each other when they had something good.
Jinwu quickly said, "The Khan has already bought some for the princess; I only bought it while he wasn’t paying attention."
In fact, Jinwu, the straightforward man that he was, always brought Youlan treats because he was following the Khan’s example.
Wherever Yelu Yan went, if he saw something delicious, fun, or novel, he would buy it for Li Xianyun.
Over time, Jinwu picked up the practice.
Upon entering the carriage, Yelu Yan instinctively wanted to hold Li Xianyun.
Just like a big grey wolf wanting to embrace a little white rabbit.
He had extended his arms and was almost touching Li Xianyun’s clothes when he suddenly stopped and withdrew his arms, sitting down beside her.
"I am covered in sweat, I will hold you after bathing," he said.
Li Xianyun was particularly fond of cleanliness, always smelling fragrant.
Therefore, in front of Li Xianyun, Yelu Yan was very conscious of his appearance.
He would always check his own scent before seeing her, make sure his clothes were properly fitted, and would ask Jinwu several times over.
Only when he was satisfied with his appearance would he go to see Li Xianyun.
Li Xianyun took out a handkerchief from her sleeve and raised her hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, temples, and the tip of his nose.
This man was as if bathed in water, drenched in sweat even at his neck.
With the scent of perfume wafting through the air, Yelu Yan thoroughly enjoyed the feeling of Li Xianyun wiping his sweat away, as docile as a tamed great tiger.
"Xianxian, why did you come? Has something happened?"
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