The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan-Chapter 682: Episode 680 Side Story 4: Men Dress to Please Themselves (Part 2)

Chapter 682: Episode 680 Side Story 4: Men Dress to Please Themselves (Part 2)

Yelu Yan picked up the chopsticks, looked at Li Xianyun, and smiled, "Xianxian, which dish do you want to eat? I’ll feed you."

"I can do it myself; I’m not a child anymore."

As Li Xianyun reached out to take the chopsticks, Yelu Yan deliberately refused to give them to her.

"Are you going to give them to me?"

"No," Yelu Yan said as he picked up some food with the chopsticks, supporting it with his other hand and bringing it to her mouth. "Open up, it’s going to fall."

Li Xianyun had no choice but to open her mouth and take in the morsel he offered.

Once started, the feeding went on uncontrollably.

Yelu Yan fed her one bite after another.

Li Xianyun ate one spoonful after another.

Yelu Yan, looking burly and rough, was extremely attentive, wiping Li Xianyun’s little mouth with a soft towel from time to time, doting on her excessively.

Li Xianyun couldn’t help teasing him, "Husband, are you raising me like a child?"

"What’s wrong with that?"

He spoke with such righteousness.

As Yelu Yan continued to feed her, he said, "Xianxian, I made inquiries. There is an acrobatic troupe nearby, and the performers are highly skilled, attracting lots of people. Once you’ve finished eating, I’ll take you to have a look."

Li Xianyun, who liked to join in the fun, gladly agreed.

After the meal, Li Xianyun rinsed her mouth, got ready, and was taken out the door by Yelu Yan.

When they reached the location of the acrobatic troupe, they saw from a distance that it was surrounded by people three layers deep, inside and out.

Yelu Yan and Li Xianyun had arrived late and had to stay at the very back.

At such a bad spot, they couldn’t see a thing.

Li Xianyun was ready to leave without having achieved anything when, to her surprise, Yelu Yan crouched down and, looking up at her said, "Come up, sit on your husband’s shoulders."

Li Xianyun looked around; where were there any women sitting on their husband’s shoulders?

Only toddlers would be carried on their father’s shoulders this way.

Seeing Li Xianyun’s hesitation, Yelu Yan wrapped his arms around her knees and hoisted her onto his shoulders.

Li Xianyun had no choice but to hold onto Yelu Yan’s head.

Her delicate white hands on Yelu Yan’s wheat-colored skin appeared even whiter and more tender.

This wasn’t the first time Li Xianyun had sat on Yelu Yan’s shoulders, so she knew how to make herself more stable.

The juggling acts inside were indeed splendid—no wonder they had attracted so many common folks.

Li Xianyun looked down at Yelu Yan, "Husband, can you see?"

"I can," Yelu Yan replied with a smile.

Being tall and sturdy, he stood out among the common people like a crane among chickens, and no one could block his view.

Li Xianyun, gentle and charming, and Yelu Yan, tall and majestic, attracted the attention and envy of many.

Not far from them, a newly married couple was talking.

The wife glanced at Li Xianyun and complained to her husband, "Look at that man, how he dotes on his wife. Then look at you."

Her face full of disdain.

The husband joked, "If you could lose a little more weight, I’d be able to carry you too."

The wife glared at him angrily, looking ready to start a quarrel.

Li Xianyun laughed and said, "Husband, let’s go somewhere else."

"That’s a good idea." As Yelu Yan spoke, he carefully lowered Li Xianyun from his shoulder.

The two of them, laughing and chatting, melted back into the crowd; they looked no different from any ordinary couple except for their extraordinary beauty.

On their way back to Shangjing, they walked and played all along the road.

At last, they returned to Shangjing.

The two of them first went to see Tia to report their safe return, and then they went to see Yaduo as soon as they got back to the Imperial Palace.

Yaduo saw Yelu Yan’s ruddy and radiant face, the complete opposite of the dejected manner he had shown when Li Xianyun was missing.

Happiness indeed invigorates the spirit.

After returning to Shangjing, Li Xianyun first attended a banquet hosted by Yaduo and then received Yuchi Qian and Xuanxuan.

The imperial relatives and nobility all sent Li Xianyun gifts.

Each one was given with care.

It was all for the sake of Yelu Yan’s face.

At the same time, when Yelu Yan asked how to deal with Prada, Li Xianyun chose to forgive him because he was forced, and let him continue to stay in the school to study medicine.

Li Xianyun also learned about the existence of Bai Mengling.

She had some impression of Bai Mengling.

Very similar to her in eyes and brows, Bai Mengling had impersonated her twice.

Yelu Yan looked at Li Xianyun and asked, "Xianxian, what do you think should be done with her?"

"She hasn’t done anything evil, let her go."

On the day Li Xianyun said this, Bai Mengling was released, and she was even given some silver taels so that she would no longer be bound and could live a free and easy life.

Holding the heavy silver taels, Bai Mengling left Sky Prison and walked on the bustling street.

The world was so vast, yet there seemed to be no place for her. freewebnoveℓ.com

She was without family, and now even Murong Ce was gone.

When Bai Mengling learned that Yelu Yan was the one who had saved Li Xianyun from the desert, she resolutely prepared her belongings, mounted a camel, and set off alone into the desert, disappearing into the sunset that was filled with the evening glow.

Her figure grew smaller and smaller, dwindling to a floating dot, before finally vanishing in the vast desert.

A woman could indeed be so infatuated.

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After dealing with public affairs, Yelu Yan headed back to the Khan Palace without a moment’s delay.

Li Xianyun had been inside the palace writing a book in these days.

Whenever Yelu Yan had a moment to spare, he would head to the Khan Palace and spend time affectionately with Li Xianyun.

"Where is the Queen?" Yelu Yan asked as soon as he entered the Khan Palace.

"Reporting to Khan, the Queen is in the study."

Yelu Yan strode towards the study.

Upon reaching the doorway of the study, Yelu Yan stopped and straightened his clothes, making himself look even more handsome and stately.

As the saying goes, women adorn themselves for those who cherish them, and men can do likewise.

Yelu Yan knocked on the door.

"Come in," Li Xianyun’s voice quickly came through.

Yelu Yan pushed open the door and stepped inside, only to see Li Xianyun hunched over, organizing patient records without lifting her head.

She intended to compile these cases into a medical book, passing on her exquisite medical skills to future generations.

Since returning to Shangjing, Li Xianyun had rested for two days, then threw herself into her busy life.

Under her hard work, business at Ruyi Square flourished.

She even opened branches of Ruyi Square in the prefectures around Shangjing.

The method of making raisins and preserved fruits in Shitoutun workshop also spread, and many places built Drying Rooms.

From raisins, a variety of dried fruits were developed.

Unwittingly, Khitan’s dried fruits became known for their variety and flavor, becoming increasingly famous and sold in large quantities to the neighboring countries.

Consequently, the lives of the people became prosperous.

What’s most noteworthy is the Xuanyi Pavilion.

Xuanyi Pavilion had not only opened several branches in nearby prefectures, but its school had become the most coveted by the people of Khitan.

Even some young people from other countries came to seek education.

Li Xianyun, therefore, opened several branch schools.

Each time Xuanyi Pavilion recruited students, people were eager to get in.

Seeing that everything was proceeding in an orderly manner, Li Xianyun began to write her book.

Opening medical venues and schools could certainly help the people escape the sea of sickness and pain, but how many clinics could be opened? How many schools could be built?

The impact was ultimately limited.

Writing books was different; they could be spread through printing.

The spread was wide, and the period during which they could be spread was also long.

Why not employ such an effective method to promote and glorify medical skills?