The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan-Chapter 40 - 0 She has the potential to become a female

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Chapter 40: 040 She has the potential to become a female Dengtuzi (First Update)

Chapter 40: 040 She has the potential to become a female Dengtuzi (First Update)

Li Xianyun dimly remembered that last night, atop the tower, she lay watching the moonlit sky and, overwhelmed by drowsiness, quickly felt herself dozing off.

She had intended to close her eyes and rest for a while, planning to reopen them shortly after, but unexpectedly she fell asleep, not remembering anything that happened afterwards.

When she awoke the next day, she found herself in her own bed, and without even thinking, she knew it must have been Yelu Yan who had carried her back.

Could it be that wasn’t the entire story, and that something else had happened?

Li Xianyun opened her mouth and said, “You two are going to be the death of me with worry.”

“Let me, the maid, speak,” Zhuo Ma made up her mind and said, “Last night, the Khan carried you back and placed you on the bed, and you… you grabbed onto the Khan’s neck and wouldn’t let him leave.”

Li Xianyun’s eyes widened with shock, and she said in disbelief, “That’s impossible, I would never do such a thing.”

“It’s absolutely true, I saw it as well,” Youlan said.

Li Xianyun felt her head pounding and her blood boiling. How could this have happened?

Her delicate brows furrowed as she asked, “You’re saying I clung to the Khan’s neck, refusing to let him go, and then what happened?”

She was eager to know what had happened next.

Zhuo Ma said, “Then we, the maids, quickly exited the room, assuming that the Khan would stay overnight in the side hall. But to our surprise, he came out not long after.”

Li Xianyun let out a sigh of relief; Yelu Yan truly was an honorable gentleman, and one who did not indulge in lust. It seemed that some of the rumors about Yelu Yan were indeed true.

However, how was she going to face Yelu Yan after this?

This was just too embarrassing.

Yelu Yan must now be even more convinced that she was a flirtatious woman, out to take advantage of others.

Li Xianyun closed her eyes in frustration, annoyed with herself. How could she have acted in such a manner, to potentially reveal her flirtatious disposition?

Li Xianyun looked at Zhuo Ma and Youlan and asked, “What was the Khan’s reaction when he came out? Was he very angry?”

Youlan shook her head and said, “We couldn’t tell if the Khan was angry; he seemed just as usual. He also instructed us not to disturb your rest and even ordered us to prepare congee for Minister Xiao.”

Li Xianyun’s anxious heart finally settled, and she breathed a sigh of relief, thinking:

It’s good that he wasn’t angry. I will have to keep my distance from Yelu Yan in the future to avoid any misunderstandings, so he doesn’t think I’m a lecherous woman scheming against him, trying to take advantage of him at every turn.

Li Xianyun then recalled Yelu Yan’s reaction more carefully, noting that there was nothing unusual about it; obviously, he didn’t take the incident to heart, which was a relief.

Therefore, when meeting Yelu Yan again, she too would act as if nothing had happened, which would save her from embarrassment.

With this thought, Li Xianyun’s mood improved considerably. She decided to set aside the issue for now and focus on more important matters.

Li Xianyun, accompanied by Zhuo Ma and Youlan, walked out of Xiao Dilu’s palace.

Outside the palace gate, on the vast open ground, Bater and two guards were standing, holding the reins of four or five horses, waiting.

Seeing Li Xianyun come out, they all bowed and said, “Greetings to the princess consort.”

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“You may dispense with the formalities,” Li Xianyun replied, though her gaze fell on a white horse held by Bater.

The white horse was as pure as driven snow, robustly built, with mane and tail that were smooth and shiny, clearly a rare and valuable steed.

“Reporting to the princess consort,” Bater said, “this white horse is a tribute from the Western Regions. It can travel a thousand li in a day, has extraordinary endurance, and can gallop at great speeds. It’s truly a treasure among horses.”

Li Xianyun slowly approached the white horse, reaching out her slender hand to tentatively stroke the horse’s mane.

The white horse did not shy away but instead snorted and gently lowered its head towards Li Xianyun.

Bater and the two guards watched this scene in amazement.

This white horse is untamable, only the Khan can control it.

When Bater reported to Yelu Yan that Li Xianyun wanted to ride a horse out of the palace, Yelu Yan immediately thought of this white horse.

For some reason, Yelu Yan always felt that only this white horse was worthy of Li Xianyun.

With an attitude of giving it a try, he let Bater bring this horse along as well.

It is said that a fine horse recognizes its master, and it seems that this white horse has recognized Li Xianyun as its master.

Li Xianyun gently stroked the white horse, looking into its glossy black eyes, and sincerely admired, “This horse is so beautiful, and gentle in nature.”

Her comment shocked everyone present.

Gentle?

This white horse was famously wild and hard to tame; apart from the Khan, many generals have been thrown off and hit a wall with it.

One general even got tossed off by it and broke his leg. Even after healing, he would avoid the white horse from a distance, terrified.

It is definitely not gentle.

Bater said, “The Khan heard that you wanted to ride a horse out of the palace, and specially ordered me to show you this horse, saying if you like it, it’s yours to keep.”

Li Xianyun looked at Bater in disbelief, “The Khan said to give this white horse to me?”

“Yes,” Bater said with certainty.

Li Xianyun’s lips curved into a smile, and she was very happy.

When Yelu Yan and Jinwu came out, they saw Li Xianyun smiling while stroking the mane of the white horse, with the soft sunlight filtering through, creating a scene as beautiful as a painting.

Jinwu was scared to death and said anxiously, “Khan, won’t the princess get kicked by that white horse?”

The white horse was extremely agile; if it kicked with its iron hooves, even strong and robust men couldn’t withstand it, let alone the delicate and exquisite princess. This was no joking matter.

Seeing that Yelu Yan did not respond, Jinwu turned his head and saw his Khan staring intently at the princess, with a slight smile on his lips and infatuation in his eyes.

Jinwu was stunned. Was the Khan smiling? How did he detect infatuation in the Khan’s fierce eyes?

Could there be something wrong with his eyes?

Was this the cold, restrained, and ascetic Khan he knew?

Yelu Yan took long strides towards Li Xianyun.

Watching Yelu Yan’s tall figure, Jinwu blinked hard, telling himself he must have seen wrong, and quite ridiculously so.

By the time he realized what was happening, Yelu Yan had already walked quite a distance, and Jinwu hurriedly followed.

Yelu Yan walked straight to Li Xianyun’s side, and everyone tactfully did not greet him with formalities.

Actually, it wasn’t that everyone was tactful, but that Yelu Yan’s behavior was too obviously affectionate.

With a smile on his lips, all his attention was on Li Xianyun.

In such a situation, anyone with a bit of sense would know not to disturb them.

“Do you like it?” Yelu Yan asked, standing beside Li Xianyun.

He was quite close and spoke suddenly, startling Li Xianyun into shivering.

Yelu Yan naturally raised his hand to support her slim and beautiful back.

Li Xianyun raised her fair little hand and gently patted her chest, blushing and with a racing heart, she said, “Khan, don’t you make any sound when you walk? You almost scared me to death.”