The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan
Chapter 512 - 511 Xianxian is my wife, don’t be obsessed and ignorant (second update)

Chapter 512: 511 Xianxian is my wife, don’t be obsessed and ignorant (second update)

Li Xianyun stood outside the courtyard gate, looking at Murong Ce and coldly asked, "Where is my maid?"

Behind her stood over a dozen guards, all prepared for battle, ready to lay down their lives at any moment.

Murong Ce raised his hand and waved, and immediately two disguised guards escorted Youlan out.

Jinwu finally saw Youlan and, excited, moved forward, only to be abruptly pulled back by the arm by Bater.

Bater shook his head at him.

Jinwu eventually calmed down.

Murong Ce glanced at the crowd behind Li Xianyun and said, "Xianxian, you’ve been naughty, we had an agreement that you would come alone."

"What will it take for you to let her go?" Li Xianyun coldly demanded.

Murong Ce’s lips carried a warm smile, as though he was engaged in idle chitchat.

"Xianxian, even today, you’re still asking me this question, haven’t I made myself clear enough?" Murong Ce’s tone shifted, enunciating each word distinctly, "I simply want you to come back with me."

"Shameless." Someone from behind Li Xianyun uttered.

Without a change in expression, Murong Ce flicked his sleeve, and hidden weapons flew out, so fast that Li Xianyun hadn’t even had a chance to react before a muffled groan was heard behind her.

By the time Li Xianyun turned around, a Khitan guard had been hit square in the forehead and lay dead on the ground.

Deadly precision from a hundred paces—Murong Ce’s martial arts skill had greatly improved since their time in Gucheng.

Li Xianyun glared at Murong Ce fiercely.

In the face of Li Xianyun’s rage, Murong Ce remained unaffected, still appearing aloof and calm.

"Xianxian, killing them would be as easy as flipping my hand for me."

In the end, Li Xianyun capitulated, "Fine, I agree to your terms."

Upon hearing this, Youlan struggled vigorously, shaking her head desperately at Li Xianyun.

Seeing Murong Ce’s brows furrow, Li Xianyun quickly said, "I’ll go with you, just don’t hurt her!"

She had said the same thing not long before.

Murong Ce looked at her with deep affection, "Xianxian, you know that if you obey, I will agree to anything for you."

Li Xianyun looked at Murong Ce and instructed the guards behind her, "Once Youlan is released, return to Shuozhou City as quickly as possible."

"Your Highness..."

"You’re no match for him; don’t throw your lives away in vain. That’s an order."

Li Xianyun then stepped into the courtyard.

Indeed, many people were hidden inside.

Murong Ce’s heart pounded.

The sight of Li Xianyun walking towards him felt so unreal, as if he were in a dream.

As soon as Li Xianyun entered the courtyard, two women dressed as men blocked her way.

One of the women said, "Your Majesty the Empress, His Majesty has ordered a search, with apologies for the offense."

Li Xianyun’s chest heaved violently, who had agreed to become his Empress?

"I am a Khitan princess consort, not your Empress."

The women were expecting Li Xianyun’s reaction.

Everyone in Houliang knew that when the Emperor had been a hostage in Houtang, he had fallen for a woman whom he had discussed marriage with, only for her to then marry the Khitan Khan, Yelu Yan.

For such a heartlessly fickle woman, the Emperor was still blind with infatuation, a blessing forged through several lifetimes.

They’d previously found the Emperor’s obsession incomprehensible, but now, seeing Li Xianyun, they understood.

A beautiful person always has the capital to be capricious, and not only was Li Xianyun beautiful, but her extraordinary demeanor, like that of an ethereal orchid in a deserted valley, was incomparable to ordinary folk.

No wonder both the Emperor and the Khitan Khan were so bewitched by her.

The two women searched Li Xianyun and found sleeve arrows, poison, and an exquisitely crafted dagger.

She was indeed a deadly beauty.

After the search was completed, Li Xianyun was allowed to approach Murong Ce, standing five meters away, "You can release her now."

Murong Ce looked at Li Xianyun with a smile, "Why do you stand so far from me?"

Li Xianyun said coldly, "If you push me further, all you’ll get is my corpse."

The genial expression on Murong Ce’s face vanished, replaced by a sinister ferocity, "Fine, let’s die together with your maid then."

This was his true face.

He was like the legendary serpent that could transform into all manner of kind and beautiful shapes, but the moment someone went against him, he would suddenly revert to his original form.

Murong Ce, afraid of frightening her, softened his tone, "Xianxian, is it so difficult for me to have a proper talk with you?"

As he spoke, he reached out towards Li Xianyun.

His hand was pale, long, with distinct knuckles, handsome just like the person he was.

But to Li Xianyun, it seemed like a trap ready to snap shut at any moment.

Li Xianyun pursed her lips, moved her hands behind her, and took another two steps forward.

Murong Ce sighed lightly, stepped forward, and seized Li Xianyun’s delicate and soft arm, pulling her in front of him and gazed at her dazedly as he commanded, "Release her."

Two guards began to escort the person toward the door.

Youlan tried to speak, but her mouth was stuffed with cloth, only able to make "mmm mmm" sounds.

As she was dragged forward, she turned back to look at Li Xianyun with tears streaming down her face.

Li Xianyun bit her lower lip, her eyes shimmering with tears.

Murong Ce whispered in her ear, "Xianxian, you see, if you obey, I will agree to anything you ask."

Li Xianyun looked up at Murong Ce and said fiercely, "I want to kill you."

With those words, she flicked her sleeve.

The sleeve had been coated with poison, enough to render a person unconscious.

But Murong Ce showed no signs of ailment, instead, he watched her with a smile.

As expected.

If Ji Shi Tang could spawn one traitor, it could certainly produce another, and someone had betrayed her.

The corner of Murong Ce’s mouth curled into a smile, and his exquisite face seemed terribly bewitching, "Xianxian, you are being disobedient again."

As he spoke, his wide sleeves fluttered.

"No!" Li Xianyun clutched at his arm, crying out in pain.

At the same moment, another voice came from outside the courtyard gate.

The voice of a man, desperate and nearly breaking, "Don’t do it!"

Jinwu’s face was deathly pale; he tried to rush forward desperately but was held back firmly by Bater.

Bater said harshly, "Jinwu, calm down, Youlan is all right!"

Sharp hidden weapons flew past Youlan’s ear, shaving off half a lock of her hair.

Everything seemed to freeze, except for the sound of the north wind slapping against the loose doors and windows, sinister and terrifying as it echoed intermittently through the dark night.

The pleasant and gentle voice of Murong Ce mingled with these sounds, "Xianxian, you need to be a little more obedient, hmm?"

Li Xianyun glared at him fiercely, then suddenly turned her head, sobbing as tears rolled down, crashing heavily on the floor and onto Murong Ce’s heart.

She did not want Murong Ce to see her in a state of such vulnerability.

Murong Ce watched her raven hair, the pink of her tender ears, and her fair cheeks flushed with a touch of red. His eyes flickered, his face losing its smile with her sobs, vanishing completely.

He only wanted her to comply, not to make her cry.

Youlan was pushed out the door, and Jinwu quickly went to embrace her.

Murong Ce looked at the more than ten Khitan guards outside, speaking faintly, "Tell Yelu Yan, Xianxian is my wife, let him not delude himself!"

"Damn it, it’s so frustrating!"

Some guards wanted to rush forward recklessly.

Before Murong Ce could issue the command, Li Xianyun shouted sternly, "Have you forgotten what your mistress told you?"