The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan
Chapter 497 - 496 The Husband is the Best (Fourth Update)

Chapter 497: 496 The Husband is the Best (Fourth Update)

What more could he say when things had come to this point?

Yelu Yan planted a kiss on Li Xianyun’s hair, "Xianxian, you’re going to the southeastern checkpoint, and we have a stretch of road that coincides, let’s travel together."

To be able to stay with Li Xianyun even a moment longer was a moment treasured.

Nestled in Yelu Yan’s broad embrace, Li Xianyun said coquettishly, "Husband, you are the best."

Yet such tender words failed to comfort Yelu Yan, who was tightly ensnared by the dense gloom of parting.

His woman was about to be apart from him for some time again.

But she was so delicate and pitiable, so small and helpless; what if she encountered danger without him by her side?

With this thought, his sword-like brows knotted into a tight lump.

After bathing and dressing, the two returned to the inner chamber of the main building.

Li Xianyun headed straight for the medicine chest, taking out the drugs used to treat the plague.

These medicines were effective against most plagues, but if Sheng Heng wanted to put someone to death, and knew her so well, he would certainly not use a common disease.

Although she couldn’t be certain of their usefulness, drinking them to alleviate some symptoms was still beneficial.

Li Xianyun passed the medicine to Yelu Yan, asking him to have it sent ahead.

By the time Yelu Yan re-entered, Li Xianyun had already packed her bags and was now helping him pack.

She bustled about, her hair still dripping with water, dampening the clothes on her back.

Yelu Yan’s dark eyes deepened, his jawline tensed, his heart and face full of pity.

He went over and scooped Li Xianyun up in a horizontal embrace.

Li Xianyun looked at him and said, "Husband, put me down."

"Wring out your hair before you pack; you’ll catch a cold like this. If you fall ill, how can you take care of Father and Mother?"

The latter half of his sentence persuaded Li Xianyun.

Yelu Yan was adept at reading hearts, his spot-on words always persuasive.

Li Xianyun, looking at Yelu Yan’s dripping locks, said, "Your hair isn’t wrung out either."

"My skin is thick and my flesh tough, this is nothing to me, but you are different," he responded while placing Li Xianyun down in front of the dressing table and grabbing a sweat towel from a nearby rack to wring out her hair.

Seeing the grave concern on Yelu Yan’s face, Li Xianyun couldn’t help but chuckle softly, coaxing him, "Husband, I’ll be back soon."

Yelu Yan stated, "Xianxian, think of me during these days we’re apart. Without you, I can’t sleep and even food loses its taste."

Li Xianyun teased him, "Husband, you’re so clingy."

"Just realized that?" Yelu Yan said, "You go to our parents first. I will take care of the affairs for Shangjing and come find you."

Just then, he had decided to return to Shangjing first; once everything was in order, he would follow Li Xianyun to the southeastern checkpoint.

Nothing was more important than his woman.

Li Xianyun’s lips moved, but in the end, she did not say anything, for decisions made by Yelu Yan were hard to change.

He was tender, indeed, but on some matters, he was unyieldingly dominant, barely listening to persuasion.

Were all men who came out of the military like this?

After Li Xianyun’s hair was dried, she pressed Yelu Yan to sit down and personally wrung out his hair for him.

It was more than an hour later when the two were finally seated in the carriage.

Yelu Yan held Li Xianyun in his embrace, instructing her to be safe and eat well, and to wear more clothes to keep warm...

He was really meticulous.

Li Xianyun even felt that Yelu Yan’s fussiness was just like her mother’s.

But with their parting imminent, it didn’t seem right to defy him, so she just acknowledged with "Mhm" in response.