The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan-Chapter 85: People consider you as a daughter-in-law, but you consider them as a brother (second update).

Chapter 85: People consider you as a daughter-in-law, but you consider them as a brother (second update).

The eagle soon flew away, and Li Xianyun’s gaze dropped from the sky, landing in a pair of deep, tiger-like eyes.

Yelu Yan turned his head and smiled at her, "Pay more attention when riding. Be careful not to fall."

Jinwu was no longer surprised by Yelu Yan’s tenderness.

The guards experiencing this for the first time gaped in astonishment.

They seemed to have discovered some earth-shattering secret.

"Okay," Li Xianyun obediently responded.

After a moment, Li Xianyun suddenly became playful and said to Yelu Yan by her side, "Khan, why don’t we have a horse race?"

With no outsiders nearby, not fearing her identity being exposed, Li Xianyun reverted to her usual form of address.

Yelu Yan gave her a glance, a smile playing at the corner of his mouth as he looked ahead.

It was a look that clearly underestimated someone.

Li Xianyun, observing his sharply contoured and breathtakingly handsome profile, raised her whip and struck the horse’s back, dashing forward swiftly.

Seeing this, Yelu Yan called out from behind her, "Take it slow, be careful not to fall!"

As he spoke, he too spurred his horse to follow her.

If you casually asked any Khitan on the plains who rode the fastest, everyone would undoubtedly say their Khan.

Yelu Yan had become famous for his riding skills at the young age of thirteen, and by fourteen, he had defeated all challengers, leaving many renowned generals in his wake.

His valor had been spoken of by the Khitan people for many years.

As expected, it took but a moment for Yelu Yan to catch up with Li Xianyun.

Jinwu and the guards tactfully maintained a considerable distance from Yelu Yan and Li Xianyun.

The couple’s affairs were best left to them alone.

In this way, Yelu Yan had unknowingly been removed from the pedestal of asceticism.

Jinwu looked at the back of his Khan with genuine happiness for him.

The journey had been so taxing for the Khan.

He was no longer just a cold figure dealing with official duties; ever since the princess arrived, he had finally become flesh and blood.

These days the Khan didn’t just smile; he would also daydream, sometimes bursting into laughter about something to himself.

Unknowingly, Yelu Yan and Li Xianyun had created a vast gap between themselves and the entourage behind them.

Yelu Yan, a master horseman, could have raced ahead quickly, yet he consistently stayed by Li Xianyun’s side, always a horse’s length slower than her.

Eventually, Li Xianyun found this kind of race to be pointless and, with a "huh" sound, she pulled on the reins to stop.

Yelu Yan too gradually brought his horse to a halt. freewebnøvel.com

He looked at Li Xianyun and asked, "What’s wrong?"

Li Xianyun couldn’t help but pout and said, "It’s just too boring this way."

Pouting was an unconscious reaction of hers; she still had a bit of baby fat, which made her look irresistibly cute with this gesture.

"Why is it boring?" Yelu Yan asked patiently.

He was decisive and intimidating in his actions, and everyone feared him; it was rare for him to be this patient.

"You’re always letting me win, and it’s not fun at all," she said, discontentedly flicking her whip forward.

But she was careful not to actually hit Xiaoxue; she cherished her little white horse — the one Yelu Yan had given her.

In truth, the horse was far from little and white. It was stout and wild, a creature most people would steer clear of.

Only Li Xianyun thought it was exceptionally gentle.

Yelu Yan looked at her "temper tantrum" with amusement and couldn’t help but break into a broad smile, revealing a row of neat teeth that only added to his handsome features.

"I wasn’t letting you win," he said.

"You were, Zhuo Ma said you are unbeatable in horsemanship, famous since the age of thirteen," Li Xianyun glanced at Yelu Yan and said disheartenedly, "I’m not a child, you don’t have to amuse me by letting me win."

Yelu Yan laughed, "You say you’re not a child? You’re about to start crying."

He intentionally exaggerated his words.

Li Xianyun looked at him and said, "When did your consort cry like a baby?"

She certainly was not one to cry over every little thing.

"Alright, alright, you didn’t cry." Yelu Yan laughed, "Then let’s have another round, and this time, the Khan won’t go easy on you."

"Fine." Li Xianyun crisply said.

"How about this, the Khan will give you a ten count head start, so no one can say the Khan bullies women." Yelu Yan looked at her rosy little face as he spoke.

Li Xianyun, with a smile on her face, refused, "No need."

Yelu Yan smiled as he watched her little face.

There was a slight sweat on her forehead, and her black hair clung to her smooth forehead, her pair of starry eyes black and captivating.

She had a pair of eyes that could bewitch people.

"Don’t regret it later." Yelu Yan smiled and said.

"Your consort will never regret it."

"Then you give the signal to start."

No sooner had Li Xianyun shouted "Start" than she vigorously spurred her horse forward.

But before she had gone even a meter, Yelu Yan had charged out like an arrow released from its bow.

In an instant, he had left her far behind—the gap was not small at all.

Li Xianyun finally experienced Yelu Yan’s horsemanship and confirmed that he had indeed been treating her like a child for fun.

Suddenly, Li Xianyun felt as though Yelu Yan was like a big brother to her, treating her very well.

And he was even somewhat indulgent with her.

Could it be that Yelu Yan saw her as a little sister?

It must be so, especially since he had said before that he wouldn’t offer her his affections.

Li Xianyun thought it was quite nice to have a brother like Yelu Yan, since she would then have someone to rely on in Khitan.

She was the eldest at home, with a younger brother and sister, always the one looking after others.

Every time she felt exhausted, she wished she had an older brother or sister to dote on her.

She had not expected that coming to Khitan would realize this wish.

Li Xianyun chased after him for a while, then completely gave up because she truly couldn’t catch up.

Yelu Yan too had only run for a while before turning his horse around, and upon seeing Li Xianyun no longer doggedly pursuing, he stopped and waited.

As she approached, Yelu Yan carefully examined her palm-sized little face.

With a smile at the corner of her mouth, clearly not angry, he also relaxed.

"Tired?" Yelu Yan asked with a smile.

Li Xianyun, with her lips slightly parted, said, "Khan, let us just slowly ride forward. The scenery along the way is quite beautiful."

It was indeed beautiful. She had spent a month admiring the grassland scenery on her way to the marriage, but she could never tire of it.

Every time she saw the vastness of the sky and earth, she felt as if her own mind had broadened as well.

Yelu Yan smiled at her and said, "As you wish."

The two slowly moved forward on horseback, with the guards following far behind, leaving plenty of space for them.

Seeing Li Xianyun purse her lips, Yelu Yan took down the cowhide water bag from the saddle, pulled off the lid, and handed it to her, saying, "Have some water."

"Thank you," Li Xianyun said as she took it.

She really was a bit thirsty.

Li Xianyun took a few sips, then wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and passed the cowhide water bag back to Yelu Yan.

Yelu Yan took the bag and began to drink from it with robust gulps.

"Khan..."

She had just drunk from it, and he was drinking directly from the bottle mouth.