The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan-Chapter 90 - 0 Who wouldn’t be moved by a woman like this? (Third update)

Chapter 90: 090 Who wouldn’t be moved by a woman like this? (Third update)

Zha Xi was well-read in books on weaponry, and the three-arrows-at-once Repeating Crossbow was already the most powerful among bows and arrows; as for a five-arrows-at-once Repeating Crossbow, he had never even heard of it, let alone dared to imagine it.

Yelu Yan spoke in a calm voice, "The princess will draw the five-arrows-at-once Repeating Crossbow in a moment. If there’s anything unclear, you can ask her. Then the arsenal can start manufacturing it."

It was only then that Zha Xi realized that Yelu Yan had no intention to hide Li Xianyun’s identity.

What? A five-arrows-at-once Repeating Crossbow?

Zha Xi was obsessed with weaponry; upon hearing Yelu Yan’s words, his face lit up with surprise and delight as he spoke with utmost respect, "Yes." fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com

His voice was light, unable to conceal the excitement within.

Just then, the soldier who had broken the cup had finished tidying up the table and the floor and respectfully approached Yelu Yan and Li Xianyun, saying, "Reporting to Khan, reporting to the princess, the inside has been cleaned up."

Yelu Yan looked at Li Xianyun and said, "Let’s go in."

Li Xianyun "hmm"ed and walked into the room.

As she passed by the soldier, Li Xianyun noticed the sweat on his forehead and his damp front, a pitiable sight.

Li Xianyun was somewhat peculiar, she could be both hard-hearted and tender-hearted.

Against wicked people, she would never display kindness or leniency.

Towards kindhearted and pitiful individuals, however, she was particularly tender-hearted, always wanting to help others within her means.

The latter likely stemmed from a physician’s empathy and compassion.

Li Xianyun involuntarily paused.

Yelu Yan quickly noticed and stopped as well, turning his head to look at Li Xianyun, and asked, "What’s the matter?"

Li Xianyun looked up at Yelu Yan and said, "Khan, you won’t blame him, will you?"

Yelu Yan glanced at the soldier and said, "I won’t."

Li Xianyun, looking at the soldier, said, "Khan’s word is as heavy as nine tripods; if he says he won’t blame you, then he won’t, so don’t be afraid."

Having grown up in the countryside as a child and having lived through a long period of poverty, she could deeply understand the hardships of the lower-class citizens.

Often, a single thoughtless remark from the powerful could destroy an entire family.

Upon hearing this, the soldier knelt suddenly, his voice tinged with tears, "Thank you, princess, thank you, Khan."

"This matter is already in the past; don’t dwell on it, understand?" Li Xianyun said.

The soldier nodded vigorously, tears streaming down his face, "I understand, thank you, princess."

Li Xianyun, looking at the soldiers nearby, said, "Help him down to take a rest."

"Yes!"

Immediately, soldiers approached and said to him, "Come on, stop crying."

The soldier, wiping his tears, stood up and expressed endless gratitude toward Li Xianyun.

After the soldier had left, Li Xianyun turned around and saw Yelu Yan’s dark and profound eyes.

Yelu Yan slightly restrained his expression, thinking to himself that she was even more understanding and gentle than he had imagined.

Who could resist being moved by such a woman?

Yelu Yan looked at Li Xianyun and said, "Let’s go in."

"Hmm."

The soldier was also meticulous and thorough in his work; he had already prepared the paper and brush on the table, and also ground the ink.

Yelu Yan pulled out a chair and said, "Sit down."

Li Xianyun raised her eyes to look at everyone in the room, and said to Yelu Yan, "Khan, why don’t you all go about your business? Waiting here for me to draw is a waste of time."

The key was that when she set her mind to something, she wanted to give it her undivided attention without interruptions.

Having stepped outside to catch a breath of fresh air at the doorway just now, Li Xianyun felt much better, her face was no longer as hot, and her mindset had also calmed down. She increasingly felt that Yelu Yan embracing her was no big deal.

What was there to be concerned about with an accident?

Yelu Yan, hearing this, could only say to everyone, "You all may leave now, this Khan..."

This Khan will stay with the Princess.

He hadn’t finished speaking before he was interrupted by Li Xianyun, "Khan, you should go tend to your affairs as well."

Yelu Yan was startled for a moment but didn’t insist further and said, "Alright."

Actually, he had many matters to attend to at the Northern Great Camp, such as training soldiers, inspecting the grounds, and reviewing strategic deployments...

The reason he hadn’t left was that he was afraid Li Xianyun would be scared without him.

In truth, what Yelu Yan didn’t realize was that he himself was the biggest source of pressure for Li Xianyun.

Yelu Yan sent Youlan, Zhuo Ma, and Bater to accompany Li Xianyun while he went to train the soldiers.

Before leaving, Yelu Yan told Zhuo Ma and Youlan, "Go get some fruits and pastries for the Princess."

The two of them bowed in obeisance and said, "Yes!"

After sending off Yelu Yan, they headed towards the military camp’s meal hall.

A fast horse stopped at the back door of the Nanwang Mansion, dismounting was a person with his head and hands bandaged from wounds.

Clearly, the person was seriously injured.

The two servants at the gate, upon seeing the newcomer, one took the horse’s reins while the other led the person straight to the butler.

Within the main gate, the hierarchy among the servants was rigid; lower-ranked servants could not enter the master’s inner courtyard.

The butler, upon seeing the person, said, "The Prince is in the study, please follow me."

At the study’s entrance, the butler respectfully reported, "Your Highness, there is news."

Ji Xueyuan’s voice came from inside the study.

"Let him in."

The person immediately walked in.

Ji Xueyuan, who was writing a letter at the desk, folded the completed letter and put it into an envelope. Raising his eyes, he saw the spy he had sent to Houliang.

"What happened?"

The spy was seriously injured, giving Ji Xueyuan a bad feeling.

Kneeling on the ground, the spy reported, "Your Highness, my colleagues and I reached Liang Country to inquire about Princess Hehui and the Crown Prince of Houliang. We conducted our investigation secretly, but we were ambushed and chased by a group of people that very night. All my colleagues were killed; I only survived by falling off a cliff."

No wonder it had taken so long.

Ji Xueyuan frowned and said, "It seems someone in Houliang wants to protect Princess Hehui. Who could it be? Although there were heavy casualties this time, our opponent has exposed too much information. Their overeagerness to hide something only highlights it further, suggesting an unspeakable secret between Crown Prince Murong Ce of Houliang and Princess Hehui."

The spy asked, "Your Highness, Houliang is like an impenetrable fortress; where do we start? Should we continue to investigate the matters concerning Crown Prince Murong Ce and Princess Hehui?"

The spies Ji Xueyuan had dispatched to Houliang were among the elite troops from his mansion, each a master among masters.

Yet they were utterly annihilated by their adversaries without a chance to fight back.

Upon hearing this, Ji Xueyuan sneered, "Of course we should continue the investigation. It’s just that I was looking in the wrong direction before."

"Murong Ce was sent to Houtang as a hostage at the age of twelve, and he stayed in Chang’an for a decade. Many things must have happened during those years. What’s even stranger is that a few days after Princess Hehui’s marriage alliance, Murong Ce returned to Houliang so quickly. That is indeed peculiar."

He paused for a moment, then told the spy, "Go rest first, then gather the available spies and head to Houtang immediately to investigate the exact nature of the relationship between Crown Prince Murong Ce and Princess Hehui."