The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan
Chapter 421: Is 420 no longer going to be my husband?! (Second Update)

Chapter 421: Is 420 no longer going to be my husband?! (Second Update)

"My lady, are you not worried that the Khan and Minister Xiao will bear grudges because of this?" the personal maid asked anxiously.

Having followed Yaduo for many years, the maid and mistress shared a deep bond, with the maid considering her mistress’s interest in all matters.

Yaduo took another sip of tea and handed the cup back to the personal maid.

"What’s there to worry about? If Xianxian were the kind of woman who possesses nothing but beauty and only knew how to bewitch the monarch, the Khan and Minister Xiao might indeed have cause for discord. However, Xianxian is the exact opposite. She wholeheartedly works for the people and always considers Ayan’s best interests. Sooner or later, Minister Xiao will realize how good Xianxian is, and then it will be his turn to regret."

The personal maid joked, "My lady truly favors the princess consort."

"Naturally, one must favor their own granddaughter-in-law." Yaduo let out a sigh of relief, "Previously, I always worried that the Khan and Minister Xiao would make a fuss over the matter of Xianxian. It was always a concern on my mind, but now that everything is out in the open, they won’t bring up the issue anymore, and that puts my heart at ease."

"My lady, Minister Xiao’s side has been appeased, but what should be done about the Khan? I heard he has already ordered people to clean up the secondary palace."

Yaduo laughed, "What’s so difficult about that? Once Xianxian returns to the palace and learns of the situation, she will naturally discuss it with Ayan. Rest assured, there’s no need for my intervention in this matter; Xianxian won’t let Minister Xiao move out."

Of course, even if she did intervene, it wouldn’t make a difference.

Yelu Yan was fiercely protective of his own and was furious about today’s events. Aside from Li Xianyun’s words, he wouldn’t listen to anyone else.

Yaduo once again appreciated the benefits of Yelu Yan getting married.

Not only was he managed by his wife, but for her sake, he would also be much more careful with his own life.

As such, she did not have to worry so much about Yelu Yan’s safety anymore.

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Li Xianyun left the palace gate and had the carriage head towards the Northern Region.

She lifted the curtain and looked outside.

The fields were arranged in neat squares and rectangles, clearly showing signs of having been plowed and sown.

The peasants had already planted the winter wheat, and only a few could be seen walking and chatting at the edges of the fields.

In six to ten days, the winter wheat would sprout, and by then, the area would be a lush green expanse stretching to the horizon, presenting a vibrant and lively scene.

Just then, from above came the long, desolate calls.

Li Xianyun looked up to see flocks of geese migrating in formation across the blue sky tinged with a chill.

Everything will develop in a positive direction.

Li Xianyun arrived at the Xuanyi Pavilion, where patients with severe illnesses the Imperial Physicians and medical officers could not cure saw her, their eyes shining with hope as they bowed in respect.

"This consort was feeling unwell today and was delayed. I hope you all don’t mind," Li Xianyun said with a smile, continuing to walk toward the room where she held her consultations.

Although Li Xianyun was honored as a princess consort and enjoyed the exclusive favor of the Khan, she was humble and never arrogant, earning the affection and support of the people.

The patients said, "It’s not a problem; your graceful health is most important, princess consort."

"Princess consort, do you feel better now?"

"Thank you for your concern, I am much better now," Li Xianyun said with a smile.

Afterward, the patients with severe illnesses orderly queued up for treatment.

Bater, fearing that evildoers might appear midway, stayed close to protect her.

Youlan was an assistant below.

Li Xianyun was highly skilled in medicine and Youlan, often attending by her side, had watched and learned much, making her almost a physician in her own right.

Whatever Li Xianyun needed, Youlan quickly understood and responded.

The two worked together in perfect harmony.

There’s a saying that it is not difficult for those who are proficient, and those who are not, find it challenging. Li Xianyun, with her high medical expertise and accustomed to seeing complicated cases in Houtang, quickly finished seeing the patients with severe illnesses.

Li Xianyun then went to help in the pharmacy.

Wu Mu was very pleased, asked many questions according to the prescriptions, and felt he learned much and greatly broadened his insight.

As the sun set behind West Mountain, Li Xianyun, with the whole group, returned to the Khan Palace.

As she entered the gate of the Khan Palace, a maid who had been waiting there immediately reported, "Your Highness the Princess, the Khan is drunk, he’s been in the inner chamber calling for you, shouting for quite a while."

Li Xianyun was stunned for a moment. Had he already found out about her conversation with Xiao Dilu?

Or had something else happened?

Li Xianyun walked towards the main building and asked, "Did the Khan visit Minister Xiao’s sleeping quarters today?"

"Yes. The Khan also had someone clean up the other palace, saying that Minister Xiao should move in."

Because the people from the Khan Palace were tasked with the job, and Yelu Yan had no intention of hiding it, the maid knew a bit about it.

However, the fact that Xiao Dilu was causing a fuss about moving out today and Yaduo went to persuade him—this incident was suppressed by Yaduo, so the maid was not aware of it.

It seemed that Yelu Yan was displeased because of this incident, which was why he drowned his sorrows in drink.

Li Xianyun inquired, "Has the sobering soup been sent over?"

"It was sent, but the Khan flung it aside with his sleeve and ordered everyone out, not allowing anyone in."

The maid had never seen the calm, self-composed, and superior Khan lose his composure like this before.

She still couldn’t quite believe it.

"Warm up the sobering soup again. I will go in first to have a look. Call for you to bring the sobering soup in a while."

"Yes."

Li Xianyun strode directly to the main hall, and from a distance, she could hear Yelu Yan’s voice.

"Xianxian! Xianxian! Why haven’t you come back? Do you not want your husband anymore?!"

Li Xianyun bit her lip; a man of his age could sometimes be as childishly petulant as a hot-headed youth, turning to drink in frustration and acting wildly drunk, losing all his previous restraint and subtlety.

She pushed the door open and entered. Under the warm yellow light, the room had an elegant and delicate charm.

Li Xianyun closed the door behind her and followed the sound to the Warm Pavilion.

There she saw Yelu Yan sitting wildly with one foot on the couch, a white wine jug in hand, pouring liquor into his mouth.

On the floor and the desk, many wine jugs were strewn haphazardly, and sobering soup was spilled all over the ground, just as the maid had said.

Yelu Yan’s face and ears were red from drinking.

Just how much had he drunk?

Li Xianyun furrowed her brows and walked over, snatching the wine jug from his hand.

Yelu Yan shouted sternly, "How dare you!"

When he turned his head, he saw a beautifully delicate woman standing beside him—it was Li Xianyun.

He felt very dizzy, not sure if he was seeing things.

Yelu Yan shook his head vigorously, and, finding that the illusion did not disappear, realized that she had actually returned.

Immediately, Yelu Yan’s anger dissipated, a smile crept into his reddened eyes, and his face lit up with a joyful grin as he put his foot down and wrapped his long arms around Li Xianyun.

His movements were extremely rough, filled with untamed strength.

Li Xianyun, unsteady on her feet, stumbled and nearly fell. Somewhat annoyed, she lightly patted his shoulder and chided, "Who let you drink so much? Look at what a state you’re in. Hmm?"

He was reeking of alcohol, staggering, his mind unclear, clinging to her like a boneless being.

Without loosening his grip, Yelu Yan clung to her tightly, his face pressed against her soft belly, looking up at her.

"Xianxian, you’ve come back, your husband has been longing for you," Yelu Yan murmured to himself, "I thought you didn’t want your husband anymore, that you’d leave me behind and vanish."

After getting drunk, it was easy to blur reality with what was on one’s mind.

As Yelu Yan drank, he truly felt that Li Xianyun had left him, and his sadness deepened.