The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan
Chapter 401 - 400 Two men got jealous (first update)

Chapter 401: 400 Two men got jealous (first update)

Li Xianyun arrived at the first courtyard and saw a crowd gathered around.

Although many people were whispering among themselves, there was no loud commotion.

Ge Lei and others were strictly following Li Xianyun’s instructions, keeping the scene well under control.

Someone unknown said, "The princess consort has arrived."

The crowd conscientiously cleared a way for Li Xianyun, bowing to her one by one.

She saw a gaunt man in his forties or fifties lying rigid on the ground, his face tightly pressed against the cold floor, with his eyelids half-closed and utterly lifeless.

Li Xianyun walked over, checked the man’s breathing and neck, and said, "He can be saved. Let the crowd disperse and help me gently turn him over; place something under his head for support."

A few commands, brief and forceful, were crystal clear.

Her composed self-possession and steady experience made those present involuntarily follow her instructions.

Sheng Heng helped turn the man over so he lay flat on the ground, while a guard took off his clothing, folded it, and placed it under the man’s head.

Youlan had already brought over Li Xianyun’s medicine box.

Sheng Heng took it, opened it, and squatted next to Li Xianyun.

Ge Lei instructed everyone to step back five paces, leaving enough space.

Only Li Xianyun and Sheng Heng remained beside the patient.

Jinwu, Bater, and Youlan were standing behind them, ready to assist.

Li Xianyun looked at Sheng Heng and said, "He suffers from an obstruction of the heart meridian due to stagnant qi caused by evil substance, and the reverse flow of qi and blood has greatly disturbed his mind; he needs acupuncture immediately."

"Good."

Sheng Heng took out a pack of silver needles from the medicine box, unfolded it, revealing needles of various lengths.

He handed a long needle to Li Xianyun, then a short one...

The two worked together in perfect harmony, needing only a glance to understand each other without any need for words.

Those present were both subdued by their calm demeanor and confident expertise and astonished by their beauty.

The beauty of Li Xianyun goes without saying; the gentleman was exceptionally handsome, with an innocent and pure charm about him.

With a face like a fine jade, eyebrows like stars, and eyes that stir emotions, it seemed that a single glance from him would ripple through one’s heart.

Such a man is most desirable to women.

The crowd could not help but speculate on the relationship between the two.

Just then, someone felt a chill down their spine, an oppressive sensation they had never experienced, making it hard to breathe.

That person turned around and glimpsed a tall and majestic man standing behind them.

The man had a tall, sturdy, and fearsome stature, naturally exuding a powerful presence.

A pair of profound tiger eyes was fixed on the two people providing treatment, their depths showing no emotion, inscrutable.

The person felt as though they were in a dream, as if all those favored by the heavens had gathered in this courtyard.

A land of outstanding people and a spiritually endowing place, indeed Xuanyi Pavilion is a treasured land.

In the time it took Jinwu to glance up, he saw his Khan standing among the crowd, watching Li Xianyun and Sheng Heng intently.

He wanted to pay his respects but was stopped by a look from the Khan.

Though the thoughts of his inscrutable Khan were unknown to many, Jinwu, having been in his service for a long time, could make an educated guess.

Ever since Yelu Yan learned of Sheng Heng’s arrival in Shangjing, he felt a sense of crisis, and after dealing with official affairs, he came straight to Xuanyi Pavilion.

He had intended to go directly to the second courtyard, but upon hearing about the incident at Xuanyi Pavilion, he arrived here instead.

The palace servants recognized Yelu Yan and were about to greet him, but he stopped them with a gesture.

Little did Yelu Yan know that upon entering, he would see Li Xianyun and Sheng Heng working in seamless cooperation to save a life.

His heart felt as though it had sunk into the icy waters of the twelfth lunar month, with a searing pain churning in his chest, leaving him breathless.

The feeling of jealousy was unexpectedly painful.

At that moment, a few exclamations of awe rose from the crowd.

People looked closely and saw that, after Li Xianyun and Sheng Heng’s rescue efforts, the man on the ground slowly opened his eyes.

Li Xianyun pressed down on him and said, "Don’t move, you’ve just been needled. After the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, I will remove the needles, then you can move."

The man weakly said, "Thank you, Your Highness."

While Li Xianyun spoke, Sheng Heng had already packed up the medicine box, closed it, and turned his head to say to Li Xianyun, "You’ve been squatting for a while; your legs must be numb. Stand up and rest for a bit."

There were many prying eyes here, and considering Li Xianyun’s special status, Sheng Heng, not wanting to cause her unnecessary trouble, refrained from using her nickname.

"Alright."

Perhaps because she had been squatting for too long, Li Xianyun found it somewhat difficult to stand up.

Sheng Heng intended to help her, his hand already reaching out, but someone else was quicker to the draw.

An arm wrapped around Li Xianyun’s slender waist, helping her to her feet.

Looking up, Li Xianyun’s face broke into a smile, "My Lord, what brings you here?"

My Lord?

This address froze Sheng Heng in his tracks.

Such an intimate term of endearment.

"Are you all right?" Yelu Yan looked down at her, his eyes brimming with laughter.

"Yes."

The husband of the princess, wasn’t that the Khan?

Jinwu and the other guards and palace servants all knelt on the ground, bowing in salute, "We greet the Khan!"

So this was the Khan who commanded the storms, the one with illustrious military achievements!

The citizens, upon hearing this, were overwhelmingly excited, and they too knelt down, bowing in salute.

The Khitan man who had stood before Yelu Yan just now was extremely agitated.

He had been so close to the Khan and had even taken a good look at him—it was an immense honor, something to boast about.

Who was the Khan? A mighty hero of unparalleled martial prowess, an invincible god of war and the sky of the Khitan people. And he just stood next to the Khan, observed him closely; wouldn’t others envy him if he spoke of this?

Seeing Li Xianyun’s puzzled expression, Yelu Yan said with a smile playing on his lips, "I came out to take care of some things and thought to check on you along the way."

His voice was pleasant and magnetic, tender and indulgent.

The crowd thought to themselves that indeed the Khan was said to greatly dote on the princess, and it seemed to be true.

Yelu Yan held Li Xianyun’s slender waist, pulling her into his arms, and only then did his deep eyes turn towards Sheng Heng, saying in a calm voice, "Everyone may rise."

By this time, Sheng Heng had also performed his salutations, offering a Han-style salute with a clasped fist.

Yelu Yan regarded Sheng Heng with a calm demeanor and asked, "Xianxian, who is this?"

Li Xianyun was about to speak, but Sheng Heng interjected, "This commoner is the princess’s elder brother."

The crowd then realized, so he was the princess’s brother. No wonder their earlier collaboration was so in sync, and their conversation seemed so close.

Yelu Yan said, "Since he is Xianxian’s kin, then he is my kin as well. It is only right that I offer him proper hospitality."

He was giving Li Xianyun a lot of face, and quite generously at that.

Sheng Heng bowed and said, "Thank you, Khan."

As he looked up, he saw Li Xianyun gazing up at Yelu Yan with a smile on her lips, clearly filled with affection.

That scene was quite glaring; she had also smiled at him, but she had never looked at him with such a tender and natural intimacy.

Sheng Heng suddenly realized what was different about Li Xianyun.

Her brows were less clouded with gloom and worry, and her whole being seemed lighter and more at ease; without question, it was clear who had brought her this change.