The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan-Chapter 568 - 566 my husband, you are my closest family in Khitan (one more update)
Chapter 568: 566 my husband, you are my closest family in Khitan (one more update)
Li Xianyun watched as the carriage slowly pulled away.
Qiu Qianyun, Li Rui, and Li Xianyi looked out through the carriage window at Li Xianyun by the city gate.
Li Shaojun, riding a tall horse, also frequently looked back.
Li Xianyun, embraced by Yelu Yan, followed behind them, accompanied by many who had come to see them off, including guards, palace servants, maids, and numerous high-ranking officials.
Yaduo had intended to come to see the Li Family Members off, but was stopped by Li Rui and his wife. They felt it best not to trouble her at her advanced age.
Yaduo had no choice but to relent, but she personally saw them off outside the Palace Gate.
The Li Family Members were very satisfied with this trip to Khitan; the Khitan royal court had treated them exceptionally well from top to bottom, clearly showing Yelu Yan’s immense affection for Li Xianyun.
Although she knew her beloved daughter was well off in Khitan, Qiu Qianyun couldn’t help but start wiping her tears.
Chang’an and Shangjing were very far apart, and with the constantly shifting and unpredictable state of affairs among the nations, anything could happen in the future. Should Khitan and Houtang resume hostilities, they would be on opposing sides.
After this separation, they didn’t know when they would meet again, or if they would ever meet in this lifetime.
At that thought, Qiu Qianyun couldn’t restrain her tears, and Li Rui, who sat beside her, hurriedly tried to comfort her.
Seeing her mother in tears, Li Xianyi couldn’t help but cry as well.
Li Xianyun watched her family leave, feeling a slight warmth in her eyes. She let Yelu Yan embrace her, fighting back her tears. Yet, upon seeing Qiu Qianyun cry, Li Xianyun could no longer hold back, and large teardrops uncontrollably fell.
As she raised her hand to wipe her tears, the large hand on her shoulder tightened its grip, pulling her even closer into his embrace.
Yelu Yan lowered his head, his handsome cheek resting against the top of her hair, his jaw clenched and brows furrowed, his eyes filled with heartache.
Everyone saw clearly; from the moment the carriage started moving, Yelu Yan’s eyes had been fixed on Li Xianyun in his arms, carefully staying by her side.
As the carriage moved further and further away until nothing could be seen, Li Xianyun leaned into the man beside her, resting her little face against his chest, staring longingly in the direction of the departing carriage.
Yelu Yan rarely saw her cry. Now, with her eyes slightly red and her waves-like pupils brimming with wet tears, the silent rolling down of her tears nearly broke his heart.
He lifted his rough fingertips and gently wiped the tears from Li Xianyun’s cheeks, softly saying, "Xianxian, if there’s a chance in the future, I will take you back to Houtang to see your father and mother, alright?"
Li Xianyun hummed in response, eyes still fixed on the road ahead.
It wasn’t until even the shadow of the carriage was out of sight that Li Xianyun finally raised her delicate hand to grasp the front of Yelu Yan’s shirt, burying her little face entirely in his broad embrace, her soft lapel dampened with her tears.
Yelu Yan gritted his teeth, the veins on his forehead bulged then receded.
He glanced at Shulu Xi.
Understanding the signal, Shulu Xi motioned for the courtiers to step back, while the guards, palace servants, and maids moved further away.
Yelu Yan looked down and kissed the top of Li Xianyun’s hair. "Xianxian, if you feel like crying, just let it out, don’t hold it back."
Li Xianyun, with her little face deeply buried in his lapel, began to sob softly, her slender shoulders trembling.
Yelu Yan’s brows were tightly furrowed, his heart filled with immense tenderness.
He pressed his head tightly against Li Xianyun’s, staring directly at the ground, feeling her sorrow and wishing he could bear it all for her.
Li Xianyun cried for a while, and felt much better inside.
Her sobbing gradually softened and eventually calmed down.
Li Xianyun straightened up and stepped out of Yelu Yan’s embrace, looking at his chest where her tears had wet and wrinkled his shirt. "Husband, what should we do? I’ve dirtied your shirt."
Yelu Yan did not look at the clothes, but instead bent down to look at Li Xianyun’s swollen eyes.
He was so imposing that when he bent down, it made Li Xianyun seem even more childlike and tender. fɾēewebnσveℓ.com
"Xianxian, would you like me to take you to eat something sweet?" It was said that women liked sweet things, and that eating them could improve one’s mood.
Li Xianyun forced a smile that did not reach her eyes, "My lord, I’m not a child."
At that moment, Yelu Yan realized more acutely how dull and uninteresting he was. He did not know how to cheer up his woman and often felt at a loss, nowhere near as decisive and swift as he was in state affairs.
"Then is there something you would like to eat or something you would like to do?" Yelu Yan asked hopefully.
Li Xianyun looked up at Yelu Yan.
How could she not know that he was trying to please her in every possible way?
Seeing his hopeful tiger eyes, she couldn’t help but feel pity for the man before her.
Li Xianyun lightly said, "My lord, I am tired. I want to go back to the palace and sleep."
Whenever she felt upset, she always wanted to sleep.
Recently, when she was upset, she indulged recklessly, pulling Yelu Yan along and exhibiting the nature of a libertine woman thoroughly.
"Alright."
As Yelu Yan spoke, he scooped up Li Xianyun in his arms.
Because the Li Family members were being sent off by the royal family, the Southern City Gate was sealed by soldiers and there were no civilians passing through, but with so many soldiers, guards, palace servants, and maids watching, it was really improper to hold her so openly.
She had been too upset earlier, so Yelu Yan had just held her.
But now that her sadness had somewhat subsided, she began to feel shy.
"My lord, please put me down."
"We’re about to get into the carriage."
Li Xianyun had no choice but to let him be.
Once they were in the carriage, Yelu Yan positioned her on his lap, his strong arm encircling her, and he raised his other hand to straighten her hair at the forehead.
Because of the crying, some strands of her hair were wet, and Li Xianyun’s cheeks and the tip of her nose were tear-stained red, making her look pitiful.
Li Xianyun glanced at Yelu Yan, leaned her head on his chest, and clasped his garment with her small hand, saying emotionally, "My lord, you are now the closest relative I have in Khitan."
At her words, Yelu Yan’s Adam’s apple bobbed heavily, and he grunted a response, pressing a firm kiss on her forehead, "As your husband, I will doubly protect you and not let you suffer any grievances."
Li Xianyun hummed in agreement, and since she had been with him, when had she ever been aggrieved?
All the way back to Khan Palace, Yelu Yan carried Li Xianyun to the inner chamber but only stayed with her for a while before she started urging him to go back to the Hall of Diligent Governance to deal with state affairs.
She was very adamant about it.
Yelu Yan had no choice but to leave her to attend to the state affairs.
Li Xianyun lay listlessly on the bed, imagining where the carriage of the Li Family members might be, what they might be saying, and what they might be doing...
Her mind was chaotic, and her spirits were low.
Li Xianyun eventually fell asleep, and by the time she woke up, it was almost 11 AM.
After a good sleep, she felt much better and energized, so she sat down at the desk in the Warm Pavilion to draw sketches of weapons.
