The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan
Chapter 480 - 479 Khan has one less rival in love (second update)

Chapter 480: 479 Khan has one less rival in love (second update)

Cen Cong hurriedly came over and pulled Li Shaojun away, but Sheng Heng was still solidly punched twice by Li Shaojun, even his back molars were loosened.

Sheng Heng covered his face and said, "Junjun, listen to my explanation. This isn’t mine, I don’t know who put it in my study."

This was all a conspiracy.

He was browsing medical books in his study when someone came to relay a message that the elderly Madam Sheng was looking for him with some matters.

He went, only to find his grandmother had not summoned him.

Just in time for mealtime, the elderly Madam Sheng kept him for lunch.

Who knew that, halfway through the meal, Azhong came to the door, seeking an audience.

Sheng Heng put down his chopsticks and came out, only to see Azhong anxiously waiting at the foot of the steps with a bleeding head.

A bad premonition bubbled up in his heart.

Upon seeing Sheng Heng emerge, Azhong hurriedly stepped forward and explained the whole situation.

It turned out that while he was guarding the door, he had been knocked unconscious by someone. When he woke up, he heard a lower-ranking servant girl mention that a young man with a handsome appearance had been led to the study.

The study?!!

Sheng Heng was instantly so afraid that cold sweat broke out, and he raced towards the study with all his might, but it was too late; Li Shaojun had discovered his secret.

Upon hearing this, Li Shaojun looked at Sheng Heng with a cold eye, as if looking at an arch-enemy he could not coexist with.

"Your handwriting is clearly on the clay tablet—it blatantly bears your name; how can you still deny it?"

Sheng Heng hurriedly said, "Someone is framing me by imitating my handwriting."

Li Shaojun looked at him with cold eyes, not believing a single word, "Fine, let’s assume for a moment that the terra cotta figurine and tablet were not your doing; after knowing such a malicious curse, you should have destroyed it immediately. Not only did you not do so, but you even kept it well preserved. That is utterly despicable!"

Sheng Heng knew that Li Shaojun was not easy to fool, he racked his brains and said, "I..."

Li Shaojun interrupted, "You don’t need to sweet-talk me here anymore. From now on, if you dare set foot in Prince’s Mansion again, I will beat you every time I see you!!"

With that, he turned and walked toward the door with a swing of his sleeve.

After Li Shaojun walked past, Sheng Heng turned and slapped a pressure point on his back.

Li Shaojun’s entire body went limp and he collapsed, unconsciously passing out.

Cen Cong was stunned by what he saw, and said in disbelief, "Young Master, you... "

Seeing Sheng Heng’s intensely terrifying and cold expression, he abruptly cut off the words he was about to say.

Sheng Heng took a porcelain vial out of his sleeve, poured out a pill from it, and commanded, "Pry his mouth open."

Cen Cong looked at Sheng Heng in disbelief.

In his eyes, Sheng Heng was always the epitome of genteel and refined, and he had never seen such a dark side of him before.

Utterly heartless and merciless, where was the former image?

Sheng Heng said dissatisfiedly, "What are you dazed for, quickly pry his mouth open!"

Seeing this, Azhong hurriedly went over to be obliging.

He cradled Li Shaojun’s head in his arms and pried open his mouth.

Just as Sheng Heng was about to feed the medicine, several masked figures burst in, knocked Sheng Heng and Azhong to the ground, and at the same time carried Li Shaojun away.

Those masked assailants had extremely high martial arts skills, and in just a moment they had vanished without a trace.

Sheng Heng had been kicked in the head, his ears ringing loudly.

After a moment’s pause, he stood up and glared at Cen Cong angrily, questioning, "Why didn’t you make a move to stop them just now?!"

"Those masked men had extremely high martial arts capabilities; I am no match for them," was the reply.

"So you didn’t make a move? You just watched as I was kicked?!!"

Cen Cong admitted that he didn’t intervene not because the masked men were highly skilled martial artists but because...

He fell silent for a moment before saying, "Young Master, if Princess Hehui knew that you intended to harm her brother, how could she possibly join you?"

Of course, now that Li Xianyun had married Yelu Yan, she could no longer be with Sheng Heng either.

Sheng Heng’s brow furrowed deeply. If it hadn’t been for Li Shaojun stumbling upon the secret in the clay pot, how would he have resorted to such extreme measures?

"You need not worry about this matter, I have my own plans. You two must not mention today’s events to anyone, or I shall be unmerciful!!"

Azhong, covering his bleeding head, swore his loyalty, "Rest assured, Great Young Master, Azhong will definitely keep his lips sealed."

Sheng Heng looked at Cen Cong.

Cen Cong had no choice but to say, "I shall do the same."

Men in black rescued Li Shaojun and brought him directly to the Yan Manor in Chang’an.

Tuoba Che looked at Li Shaojun lying on the bed, "You were ordered by Khan to expose the true face of Sheng Heng, so why have you brought back the Prince’s brother-in-law?"

One of the men in black explained the entire situation clearly.

Tuoba Che praised, "You did the right thing, I will report this to Khan immediately."

If the Princess found out that Sheng Heng intended to harm her brother, she would never show him favor again.

Thus, Khan’s rival for her affections would be completely dealt with.

One of the men in black asked, "General Tuoba, what should we do with Khan’s brother-in-law?"

"Blindfold him and send him back without revealing his identity."

"Understood!"

Inside the Xuanyi Pavilion, Li Xianyun was treating patients when she suddenly felt a heaviness in her heart that she couldn’t relieve, as if something bad had happened.

Her heart fluttered in anxiety, and she worried about everyone she cared for.

Fortunately, the feeling passed quickly.

Afterward, Li Xianyun, busy with treating patients, had no time to worry about anything else.

When one is occupied, time flies swiftly.

It was not yet dark, just time for dinner, when Yelu Yan arrived.

There weren’t many patients left in line, and the sinking sun hung on the willow tips, staining half the sky red.

After dinner with Tia, the couple talked intimately, and Yelu Yan said to Li Xianyun, "Mother, Xianxian and I need to return to the palace earlier today, as Imperial Noble Consort has summoned Xianxian for something."

Tia looked at Li Xianyun, "Since the Imperial Noble Consort is looking for you, you two should head back early. Don’t keep her waiting."

"Alright."

Yelu Yan took Li Xianyun by the hand as they walked out of the west wing. As soon as they stepped outside, he swept her off her feet into his arms.

Li Xianyun glanced anxiously back at the west wing and whispered, "Put me down—what if Mother sees? I’d die of embarrassment."

"Let her see. You’ll have to get used to it sooner or later."

Li Xianyun, knowing how hard it was to change Yelu Yan’s mind once decided, cast a sidelong glace at him and let herself be carried onto the carriage.

As soon as the carriage door closed, Yelu Yan wrapped his arms around her and drew closer.

Li Xianyun quickly covered his lips, "Now tell me, what does Imperial Noble Consort want?"

"Some secrets are not to be revealed."

Li Xianyun huffed and said, "Keep this up, and I won’t let you kiss me anymore."

Yelu Yan stopped teasing her and laughed, "Imperial Noble Consort thought you hadn’t returned for the night because I had upset you. She insisted on summoning you to the palace to clarify and to give me a scolding."

So that was it.

Li Xianyun felt playfully mischievous and smiled, "My lord, if you displease Imperial Noble Consort, how would she handle you?"