The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan-Chapter 572 - 570 Feel sorry for her

Yelu Yan looked at Li Xianyun in his arms and was silent for a moment, "Let’s talk about it in a few days."

He was most insightful about people’s hearts; how could he not know Li Xianyun’s true thoughts?

Li Xianyun despised Murong Ce and always wanted to avenge her maid.

Joining him on the battlefield would help defeat Murong Ce, effectively taking revenge for her maid.

The reason she said she did not want to go with him to the border now was merely because some ministers opposed it; she didn’t want to make things difficult for him.

As Li Rui had said before his departure, Li Xianyun was always considerate of others and often aggrieved herself.

Her understanding nature made Yelu Yan feel even more compassionate toward her.

His woman needed to be carefully protected; he must ensure she didn’t suffer any injustice.

Yelu Yan carried Li Xianyun to the dining hall where, outside, the cold wind was biting, but inside, it was as warm as spring.

The maids had already prepared the meal and set a pair of chopsticks for Li Xianyun.

Yelu Yan set her on a chair and sat down beside her.

His robust and sturdy figure, imposing like a huge rock, made the gentle and soft Li Xianyun seem even more delicate and dependent.

Yelu Yan looked at Li Xianyun and in a negotiating tone, said, "Xianxian, join your husband for a meal, consider it a supper, shall we?"

"Mm. But I’ll only have a little porridge."

"Okay."

Yelu Yan said, serving her a bowl of porridge which he placed in front of her, handing her a white spoon.

Li Xianyun took it, scooped a spoonful of porridge, and brought it to her mouth, the sweetness slowly diffusing.

The two sat at the table dining and talking like any ordinary married couple, cozy and affectionate.

Yelu Yan, feeling a bit guilty, said, "Xianxian, I will be quite busy for the next few days and won’t be able to accompany you all the time."

Li Xianyun hummed a response, "Husband, you should focus on your matters. Don’t worry about me."

Yelu Yan’s eyes flickered, knowing that ordinary husbands could spend more time with their wives, yet he was always bustling about, only able to accompany her at night; he felt very sorry for her and quite distressed.

Li Xianyun looked at Yelu Yan, lips pressed in a smile, "Husband, I’m very busy too. If you stick with me all the time, it would only hold back my affairs."

Yelu Yan let out a soft laugh, his Xianxian was always so understanding and compassionate.

After the meal, Yelu Yan carried Li Xianyun to the inner chamber to grab a change of clothes, then into the bath for a loving bath together.

The session was intensely passionate, leaving Li Xianyun’s legs weak by the end of the day.

The next morning, Yelu Yan got up after practicing swordsmanship, pulled back the bed curtains, and sat at the edge of the bed looking at the soundly sleeping Li Xianyun.

The gentle beauty lay flat on the bed, covered only from her chest down with a soft quilt.

The floor heating in the inner chamber was very warm; Li Xianyun remained hot under just a thin quilt, kicking it off several times during the night.

Yelu Yan had grown up in the military camps, often on alert, and was a light sleeper. He had covered her with the quilt countless times throughout the night.

Li Xianyun’s lips slightly parted, revealing her pale pearly teeth.

She breathed evenly, her plump chest rising and falling gently, sleeping soundly.

Last night, Yelu Yan had pressed her hard, and from the gaping neckline, white skin revealed, marked with several deep red petal-like bruises, alluring to behold.

Yelu Yan smiled at Li Xianyun for a moment, leaned down to kiss her forehead, then stood up to change clothes and attend the morning court.

Li Xianyun slept until the sun was high in the sky before she got out of bed.

After last night’s activities, her body still felt soft and tender; a slight move brought joy flooding back.

Every gesture was enticingly seductive.

Youlan and the other maid attended to Li Xianyun as she washed and dressed.

Li Xianyun sat at the dressing table.

Youlan, through the bronze mirror, saw that her master had already closed her eyes, appearing drowsy.

She and the maids quieted their movements.

Youlan hesitated for a moment but then said, "My lady, Jinwu said that Lord Zha Xi has entered the palace and gone to the Hall of Diligent Governance. Lord Zha Xi hopes to see you."

Li Xianyun had opened her eyes while Youlan was speaking and after hearing her out, she said, "Why didn’t you say so earlier?"

After Li Xianyun had finished washing and dressing, she had someone inform Zha Xi to meet her later at the Imperial Medical Bureau.

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Li Xianyun had a little food and then headed to the Imperial Medical Bureau with her entourage.

Zha Xi was already waiting there.

He saw Li Xianyun from a distance and his face lit up.

It had been a long time since they last met, and Li Xianyun was still strikingly beautiful, but now she looked even more vibrant.

A woman doted on by the Khan indeed appeared different.

Zha Xi stepped forward a few paces and knelt down, bending his arm in a salute, "Greetings, Queen."

Li Xianyun smiled and said, "Lord Zha Xi, please rise."

With his hair and beard already graying, Zha Xi stood up, smiling and said, "Your Majesty, I have some questions about the weapons sketches you drew and I’ve come to seek your advice."

Last night, Zha Xi had praised the sketches of the weapons incessantly.

As an enthusiast of weapons, he had immediately begun production with his team.

From most of these sketches, Zha Xi understood the designs clearly, but there were still some technical details that puzzled him.

Zha Xi said as he carefully took out a few sketches of the weapons from inside the breast of his robe.

These were just a part of the collection, with the majority being stored in the armory, under strict surveillance.

When Jinwu relayed the message last night, he specifically communicated Yelu Yan’s instruction: It was imperative to preserve the Queen’s sketches of the armory well and to make sure they were neither lost nor leaked.

Zha Xi took this very seriously, assigning trusted individuals to guard them.

Holding the sketches that still baffled him, Zha Xi had brought them along, but they had been well-preserved, neatly kept inside the chest of his robe.

Zha Xi carefully unfolded the sketches and said to Li Xianyun, "Your Majesty, I am unable to comprehend this part."

Li Xianyun patiently explained the sketches one by one to Zha Xi.

There were parts Zha Xi understood immediately, but there were also three or four sections that Li Xianyun had to explain several times before he somewhat grasped them.

Seeing this, Li Xianyun suggested, "Let me accompany you to the armory so I can clarify things in person."

Upon hearing this, Zha Xi’s eyes brightened and he bent his arm in a salute, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

The greatest fear in weapon making was to take a misguided approach.

Laboriously working and forging, only to find out it was incorrect, necessitated starting all over again, wasting all the previous efforts.

Li Xianyun had someone inform Yelu Yan, then she herself got into a carriage and headed out of the palace.

Yelu Yan was discussing matters with his ministers when he saw Jinwu enter and knew it must be news from Li Xianyun.

Yelu Yan lifted his hand, and the ministers immediately ceased their discussions.

Jinwu approached the platform, leaned toward Yelu Yan, and whispered, "Your Majesty the Khan, the Queen has gone to the armory with Lord Zha Xi."

Yelu Yan looked at Jinwu and said, "Jinwu, take a few men and personally ensure the Queen’s safety."

"Yes!"

Jinwu agreed, beaming with joy.

He and Youlan were newly married, and he longed to be with his new bride whenever possible.