The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan
Chapter 481 - 480 It seems that I have indulged you too much (one update)

Chapter 481: 480 It seems that I have indulged you too much (one update)

Yelu Yan leisurely watched Li Xianyun, lifted his hand to stroke the top of her head, and smiled, "What? You want to see your husband punished by Grandmother that badly?"

Li Xianyun fearlessly nodded her head with a smile.

Yelu Yan gritted his teeth and said, "It seems I’ve spoiled you too much."

With that, he took hold of Li Xianyun’s head and kissed her fiercely.

Li Xianyun was left making only soft noises, unable to be arrogant any longer.

Back at the Imperial Palace, the couple went together to Cirui Palace to pay their respects to Yaduo.

After hearing the full story, Yaduo breathed a sigh of relief and laughed, "It’s good that you two get along without fighting. If Ayan dares to bully you, making you angry, just tell Grandmother and I will whip him with a lash."

In her youth, she was proficient in martial arts; with a leather whip in her hand, she made countless adversaries tremble in fear.

Yelu Yan looked at Li Xianyun and laughed, "With Grandmother protecting you, how could I dare to make you angry? You have no idea, Grandmother’s whip would draw blood with every strike, tearing skin and flesh in an instant."

Yaduo laughed, "Good that you know. If you bully Xianxian, it won’t just be settled with a whip or two."

"Grandmother really is biased."

Yaduo held Li Xianyun’s little hand, laughing, "Xianxian is as tender and delicate as a flower bud and must be pampered. Look at you, rough and resilient, better suited for free-range."

This made Li Xianyun laugh merrily, and she covered her mouth with the back of her delicate hand, unable to stop laughing for a long while.

Her smooth little face flushed red, her laughter sweet to the ear, lighting up her entire person, irresistibly charming and dazzling, leaving Yelu Yan utterly discomposed, wishing he could immediately drag her over and have his way with her several times over.

The three chatted and laughed, full of joy and harmony.

Yelu Yan and Li Xianyun, following Tia’s instructions, did not mention to Yaduo about seeing her.

Yelu Zhang had sought Tia tirelessly for many years but to no avail, eventually dying on the road in search of her.

As a mother, Yaduo, no matter how magnanimous, could not possibly get along with the woman indirectly responsible for the death of her son.

That night, the interior of Khan Palace was filled with romance, unable to hide its splendor.

The mingled sounds of a man and a woman spilled out through the vigorously shaking bed curtains.

Indeed, it was a scene of endless beauty, stirring the imagination.

The LHouliang ang Imperial Palace, however, presented a stark contrast, with an atmosphere of tension as if swords were drawn.

The dim light of the Imperial Study Room shone through window lattices, spilling over the icy stone path outside.

The sky was pitch black with only a few faint stars scattered about.

The Chief of the Palace Servants, after completing his duties, returned to the palace and saw the light in the study. He quietly asked the young palace servant on duty at the door—his own protégé.

"Has His Majesty not retired for the night yet?"

The young palace servant glanced around and whispered, "No, His Majesty is still waiting for news."

Ever since capturing the group from Ji Shi Tang, Murong Ce had set the bait and thrown a long line, just waiting for the big fish to bite.

However, after several days with no stirrings, there was confusion about the strategy the opposition was using.

Furthermore, since learning of Yelu Yan’s plan to wed Li Xianyun, Murong Ce had been storming with rage, becoming especially despondent over the course of several days, quick to temper, even executing several palace servants and maids who had the misfortune of provoking him.

The entire palace was on edge, afraid to even breathe too loudly.

Xu Sheng hurriedly returned from outside and reported at the door. With Murong Ce’s permission, he respectfully entered.

Murong Ce was calmly reading memorials.

Having followed him for many years, Xu Sheng noticed his unusual behavior.

When Murong Ce was angry, he would become even more silent, his gaze even colder and harder.

As Xu Sheng approached, he knelt down and saluted with a fist, "Your Majesty, there has been an anomaly at the White Horse Temple’s gate—a small group of people passed by there, and some soldiers say the person leading them had previously been scouting the area."

Murong Ce put down the memorial, looking at Xu Sheng with cold eyes.

"Is there nothing unusual in other areas?"