The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan-Chapter 93 - 0 Why does he always stare at her? (Second update)

Chapter 93: 093 Why does he always stare at her? (Second update)

Li Xianyun obediently placed her small hand in Yelu Yan’s broad palm and let him help her into the horse carriage.

Indeed, just as she had seen from the outside, the interior of the carriage was very spacious.

Connected to the carriage walls was a circle of wide chairs, covered with thick cushions, which were decorated with patterns unique to the Khitan.

In the middle of the carriage was a large desk, on which were placed washed fruits, fine pastries, several military books, and writing materials including ink, brush, and paper.

Yelu Yan rarely traveled by carriage, but this time it was entirely for the sake of taking care of Li Xianyun.

He was afraid that after a hard day, her delicate little body could not withstand it.

As soon as Li Xianyun settled down, Yelu Yan bent down and walked in, sitting across from her.

Li Xianyun suddenly felt the spacious carriage had become a bit crowded.

In fact, this was an illusion, an illusion stemming from the oppressive aura that Yelu Yan naturally exuded.

He was really too tall and strong, and his eyes too sharp, penetrating hearts and unveiling the slightest details, making it difficult for anyone to ignore his presence.

Yelu Yan looked at Li Xianyun with upturned corners of his mouth, "Would you like to eat something to fill your stomach first?"

The sun was slanting westward, and it was time for dinner.

Li Xianyun indeed felt a bit hungry, especially since drawing the blueprint for the Repeating Crossbow had taken a lot of mental and physical effort, and she needed to treat herself to something tasty.

Li Xianyun hummed an affirmative sound and obediently moved to the front of the desk, looking seriously at the pastries and fruit before finally picking a red and firm peach.

This little girl was really so cute and lovable, every furrow and smile, every movement, was etched into Yelu Yan’s heart.

Li Xianyun liked to eat firmer peaches, as the juice wouldn’t run onto her hands, and there wouldn’t be a sticky feeling.

She held the peach with her fair little hand and gently bit into it; it was really crisp and sweet, very delicious.

As Li Xianyun raised her eyes, she saw Yelu Yan smiling at her, his tiger-like eyes attractive and profound.

She used her free hand to lightly wipe the corner of her mouth, smiling, "It’s very tasty, would you like to eat some?"

There were still peaches on the plate.

Yelu Yan smiled and shook his head, saying, "No need, you eat."

She actually thought he wanted to eat peaches?

That was too adorable.

Yelu Yan’s lips curved upwards as he used two slender fingers to lift the curtain of the carriage window to look outside.

The carriage slowly started moving, heading toward the city gate.

Before long, Yelu Yan’s gaze inadvertently fell on Li Xianyun again.

She ate in a very delicate manner, holding the peach and nibbling it bit by bit, chewing slowly.

Before knowing Li Xianyun, Yelu Yan never knew that a person could eat in such a delicate way.

He had grown up in the military camps, surrounded by rough men who were crude in speech and behavior, and it was hard for him not to be influenced.

During war times, meals were even more irregular; one moment he might be nibbling on a naan, and the next he might have to throw it away, seize his weapon, and go into battle.

Thus, everyone would wolf down their food.

He had never seen anyone eat as gracefully as Li Xianyun.

The carriage rocked gently as it moved forward, and Li Xianyun sensed Yelu Yan’s gaze on her.

Why was he always staring at her? It was a strange feeling, and she felt somewhat embarrassed. freewёbnoνel.com

As Li Xianyun’s lively, expressive eyes glanced over, they captured within them his profound tiger-like eyes.

She gently bit her lip, feeling a bit overwhelmed by his intense gaze.

Caught in the act of sneaking glances, Yelu Yan lifted his long, handsome hand to touch his nose tip, adjusted his sitting posture, and said, "We’re almost there; hang in there a little longer."

They had just started, and they were almost there?

Li Xianyun obediently made an "mmm" sound.

To avoid making her uncomfortable, Yelu Yan picked up a military book from the desk and began to flip through it.

Li Xianyun quietly sighed with relief and continued to eat the peach.

After finishing the peach, she thought to take a handkerchief out of her sleeve.

"Let me get it for you," Yelu Yan said.

Clearly, someone was not paying close attention to the military book.

When Li Xianyun wiped the corner of her mouth, her hand was stained with peach juice, and if she took out her handkerchief, she would dirty her clothes.

So, she did not refuse and leaned forward, stretching out her small hand towards Yelu Yan.

Her hand was as white and tender as a baby’s.

It was very beautiful.

Yelu Yan leaned in, gently pulling the handkerchief from her sleeve, unavoidably touching her soft, smooth wrist with the back of his hand.

For some reason, the back of his hand felt a burning sensation.

Yelu Yan handed the handkerchief to Li Xianyun and at the same time reached out to take the peach pit from her hand and placed it on the desk.

Li Xianyun paused for a moment; the peach pit was sticky, yet he didn’t mind the mess.

Li Xianyun wiped her hands with the handkerchief and offered it to Yelu Yan, saying, "Khan, would you like to wipe your hands?"

Yelu Yan accepted it, unfolding it to reveal a blooming blue lotus embroidered on the handkerchief, with a dragonfly gently resting on a lotus petal.

The embroidery was exquisite, the picture pleasing, and life-like.

He couldn’t help but look up at Li Xianyun and smiled, "Did you embroider this?"

Li Xianyun made an "mmm" sound and smiled, "It’s just something I did casually when I had some free time."

She was being quite modest.

Her embroidery work was envied by all the womenfolk in Chang’an, yet unattainable.

Yelu Yan looked down at the handkerchief, casually remarking, "You really do like lotuses."

She also embroidered a lotus on the mosquito repellent sachet she gave him.

Thinking of this, the corners of Yelu Yan’s mouth couldn’t help but turn up.

After finishing the peach, Li Xianyun could finally take in the view outside. She gathered the curtains of the carriage window and hooked them up, looking outside.

During the time they ate the peach, the carriage had already left the Northern Great Camp, and now before them lay an endless grassland.

Yelu Yan briefly wiped his hand and then meticulously folded the handkerchief neatly, passing it back to Li Xianyun.

Li Xianyun put the handkerchief back into her sleeve and continued to gaze at the wilderness beyond.

In the warm glow of the setting sun, the sky was golden, the grassland was golden, the distant mountains were golden, even the nearby river was golden... The whole world seemed to be bathed in gold.

Beautiful.

The gentle breeze carrying the scent of earth, fragrant grass, and the freshness of the river wafted over, refreshing the spirit.

Li Xianyun saw several wild ducks swimming on the glistening river in the distance, their reflections wavering in the light, elongated.

Li Xianyun even began to envy the carefree life of the wild ducks.

A shepherd on the hillside in the distance was cracking his long whip and driving his sheep down the hill, the sound of the whip drifting melodiously.

Everything around was so serene and beautiful, almost surreal, as if it were a glorious painting, yet what painting could compare to this?

Unknown to Li Xianyun, while she was intoxicated with the beautiful scenery, someone was gazing at her, utterly enchanted.

To Yelu Yan, she had already become an existence more wonderful than anything else in his eyes.