The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan-Chapter 621 - 619 Clinging to her like this is not a good thing (first update)

Chapter 621: 619 Clinging to her like this is not a good thing (first update)

Yelu Yan often bought delicious treats for Li Xianyun, wanting to fatten her up a bit. Jinwu frequently followed his Khan’s example and bought things for Youlan, but while Youlan had grown a little plumper, Li Xianyun remained frail and delicate, stirring one’s protective instincts.

"You went to buy it yourself again?" Li Xianyun asked.

Whenever he left the palace, he would bring back some fresh novelty or tasty food, and he always personally made the purchases, never delegating the task to anyone else.

Yelu Yan gave a grunt, "I don’t trust others to do it."

War was imminent, and despite his busy schedule, he still took care to remember; Li Xianyun felt a warm coziness in her heart. frёeweɓηovel.coɱ

She put on her undergarments under the covers, then let Yelu Yan dress her.

Although there were significant differences between men’s and women’s clothing, Yelu Yan had become very skilled at helping Li Xianyun get dressed and undressed due to doing it often.

After she was dressed, Yelu Yan squatted down to help her with her socks and shoes.

He doted on her like a child.

Their gazes often met, with smiles blooming on their faces, their affection for each other evident and deep.

After getting Li Xianyun dressed, Yelu Yan carried her to wash up, and at the same time, ordered the maid to prepare a meal.

After Yelu Yan brought Li Xianyun to the privy room, he returned to the desk and took out the food one by one from the lunchbox.

He had ridden back quickly, and the lunchbox had been well sealed, so the food seemed as if it had just come out of the pot, steaming hot.

Having washed up and dressed, Li Xianyun came to the table, sat down, and looked at the food arranged on it.

There were indeed several new dishes she had not seen before.

Yelu Yan picked up some food with his chopsticks, "Try this, everyone here says it’s delicious."

He said this and watched her with a smile in his deep, penetrating eyes, waiting for her reaction.

Li Xianyun tasted the food and found it delicious indeed, "It’s good."

Yelu Yan laughed, "Try the other dishes too."

With that, he went on to pick up other dishes for her.

"My lord, you should eat too, don’t just focus on me."

Under Yelu Yan’s company and encouragement, Li Xianyun ate more than usual.

But Yelu Yan was only focused on taking care of her and watching her eat, barely taking a few bites himself.

Yelu Yan noticed a bit of food stain on Li Xianyun’s lips, picked up a soft cloth, supported her chin with one hand, and gently wiped it with the other, "You’ve eaten so much you look like a little cat with a smudged face."

Li Xianyun let him wipe the corner of her mouth, laughing, "My lord, why aren’t you eating?"

"I have already had my morning meal; this is all prepared for you. Eat a bit more."

"But I can’t finish it all."

"Eat as much as you can," Yelu Yan said, not forcing her.

For several days he had been too busy to properly have a meal with her.

This truly was a rare and precious moment.

Yelu Yan treasured it deeply.

Li Xianyun had a little more to eat but then firmly refused any more, reaching for the soft cloth on the table to wipe her mouth.

Yelu Yan took it from her and leaned in to gently wipe her clean.

Li Xianyun looked at him with smiling eyes.

Perhaps because war was about to begin, this man clung to her particularly closely; the reluctance in his eyes was palpable.

To have met a man who cherished her so was truly not easy.

"My lord, the hour is getting late; I must go."

"Alright, I’ll walk you out."

Yelu Yan took Li Xianyun’s hand and they slowly walked out together.

On a winter’s morning, it was rather cold, the air filled with a damp and icy scent.

Before stepping out, Yelu Yan made sure that Li Xianyun’s clothes were tightly fastened, and then he wrapped her in a thick white fox fur cloak, bulking her up snugly, and extended his long arms to hold her in his embrace.

With him by her side, even the outdoors wasn’t chilly.

The sun cast the couple’s shadows on the bluestone road, leaning on one another, manifesting an intimate bond.

Yelu Yan customarily walked with brisk, forceful strides, but now he deliberately slowed his pace, so much that even Li Xianyun felt it was a bit slow.

As they walked, Yelu Yan kept giving her instructions, as if his stream of concerned reminders could never be fully expressed.

From making sure to cover herself with blankets at night to eating well during the day, and then to resting properly to avoid fatigue, he prattled on the entire way.

Yelu Yan talked all the way, and Li Xianyun dutifully agreed all the way.

Following behind, Youlan couldn’t help but smile broadly.

The Khan treasured his master more than his own eyes.

When they arrived at the carriage, Li Xianyun looked up at Yelu Yan and showed her blooming smile, "Husband, you weren’t this talkative before, were you?"

Yelu Yan gazed at her with a smile, "Don’t take your blessings for granted. If it were someone else, I could hardly be bothered to say an extra word."

He didn’t tell Li Xianyun about his recent feelings of anxiety and loss. That uneasy feeling had taken root since arriving at the border, and it was growing stronger.

"I know, I know you’re good to me," Li Xianyun slightly sobered up and said with some seriousness, "Husband, as I leave, don’t forget what you promised."

"Hmm, I’ll take care of myself."

"You’re not allowed to get hurt, either."

"Alright." Yelu Yan indulgently agreed, his smile wide and joyful.

Yelu Yan assisted Li Xianyun into the carriage, and after she was settled, he said, "Xianxian, I’ve also bought some snacks for you to eat on the road if you get hungry."

Li Xianyun noticed Youlan carrying a two-tiered brownish-yellow food container as she climbed into the carriage.

"Alright."

Yelu Yan took one more glance at Li Xianyun, then purposefully closed the carriage door, stepped back, and stood still, gazing towards the carriage window.

Soon, the window opened, revealing a charming little head, "Husband, I’m leaving now, go tend to your official duties."

Yelu Yan responded with a single word, raising his hand to wave at her.

The horse hooves clattered, the carriage wheels rumbled.

Only after the carriage turned the corner and Yelu Yan was out of sight did Li Xianyun close the window and let down the curtains.

She turned around to see Youlan’s face beaming brightly with a smile.

"Master, the Khan is getting more and more clingy to you."

They had taken such a long time to travel just a few steps, and all along the way he was as earnest and careful as if the master were a child ignorant of the world.

Li Xianyun did not pick up the conversation, but instead said, "Open the food container and eat the snacks inside. I am going to sleep for a while."

She was so tired last night and had to get up so early this morning, hardly getting enough sleep; it was the perfect opportunity to catch up on rest in the carriage.

Youlan, who loved to eat, was naturally delighted to hear she could have the snacks from the food container, but she was also afraid of being blamed by the Khan.

After all, those were the treats the Khan had specifically bought for his master.

Li Xianyun understood her thoughts and said with a smile, "There are no outsiders here, no one will know, and besides, even if the Khan finds out, it’s fine."

Reassured, Youlan boldly opened the food container.

The food container had two layers, each with two plates of snacks, both fragrant and visually appealing, and they looked delicious.

As Youlan picked up a piece and was about to speak to Li Xianyun, she looked up and saw her master leaning against the carriage’s padded walls, eyes closed.

She then stopped talking and happily ate on her own.

Such delicious snacks, and the master really misses out.

Li Xianyun closed her eyelids but couldn’t fall asleep no matter how hard she tried. Yelu Yan being so clingy was not a good sign.

This only indicated that Yelu Yan had encountered some very thorny problems last night, coupled with the pressing matter of the war, which was why he was so overburdened with concern and had such a reluctant demeanor.