The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan-Chapter 94 - 0 Silly girl, I won’t let you go hungry (first update)

Chapter 94: 094 Silly girl, I won’t let you go hungry (first update)

Li Xianyun’s slender and delicate arm gently rested on the carriage window, the breeze teasing the wispy hairs by her forehead, her soft tresses fluttering and gently caressing her pale ear tips.

The golden sunlight fell on her fair cheeks and her delicate little hands, making her whole being dazzlingly beautiful.

A faint smile always hung on the corners of her mouth, so soft and touching.

Having kept the same position for too long, Li Xianyun lowered her arm, and as she turned, she saw Yelu Yan diverting his gaze, not knowing what he had been looking at just moments before.

Li Xianyun gave Yelu Yan a glance and took a small green pear from the table to eat on her own.

The pear was only the size of a fist, very juicy and sweet.

Yelu Yan turned his head and looked at Li Xianyun with a smile, "Hungry?"

Li Xianyun smiled and nodded, swallowing the pear and said cutely, "A little."

"We’ll arrive soon."

Li Xianyun obediently hummed in agreement, turned around, and began to eat her pear while eagerly admiring the beautiful landscape outside.

Yelu Yan also turned to look out the window, but the corners of his mouth visibly lifted into a smile.

This little girl was really too adorable.

When the fiery red sun was half-swallowed by the distant mountains, the carriage traveled up a wide hillock.

Li Xianyun then saw many white tents in the flat hollow of the distance.

The tents were scattered like stars on a dark green meadow.

A wide river meandered through the grasslands, its sparkling ripples like scattered gold on the river surface.

Smoke from cooking fires spiraled up, with figures moving outside the tents.

They were all dressed in Khitan clothing, men and women, old and young, much like a village.

As they drew closer, the sounds of cattle, sheep, and people became clearer.

Looking across, there appeared to be fifty or sixty tents.

The white canvas of the tents was embellished with red and blue patterns, very pleasing to the eye.

The distances between tents varied, some only twenty meters apart, while others were over a hundred meters away.

On the outer perimeter of the tents were enclosures for sheep and horses.

The pens were surrounded by tall, dense fences.

Shepherds were guiding their flocks and herds back into the enclosures.

They shouted long-drawn calls, their rough voices carrying far and wide across the wilderness, underscoring the quietude and vastness of the grassland.

Li Xianyun turned her head to Yelu Yan and asked, "Khan, where is this?"

Yelu Yan looked at her soft little face and laughed, "This is a place where we can fill our bellies."

Li Xianyun, confused by this answer, looked baffled.

Yelu Yan, seeing her cute expression, laughed, "Silly girl, you won’t go hungry."

He actually called her ’silly girl,’ it seemed he really regarded her as a sister.

Yelu Yan paused for a moment and said, "However, you can no longer call me Khan, you must call me husband."

"But I am dressed in men’s clothes," Li Xianyun said.

What man calls another husband?

Yelu Yan said thoughtfully, "That is indeed a problem. Normally, when a husband and wife go to someone’s house to mooch a meal, it’s well received, but a group of men doing the same would make them think they’ve encountered horse bandits and they would turn us away."

"There’s such a thing?"

Yelu Yan nodded very seriously.

Li Xianyun, unaware of the local customs, took his word for truth.

She raised her fair little hand, pulled off her silver hairband, and laid it on the cushion.

Raising her hand to let down her coiled hair, her waterfally tresses cascaded down, making her slightly chubby, oval face look even whiter and smaller.

Yelu Yan watched her exquisite beauty, his tiger eyes growing darker and more profound.

Li Xianyun, oblivious, lifted her delicate, fair hands and grasped her jet-black hair, drawing all of her silky locks to one side.

She divided her thick hair into three strands and skillfully braided it into a three-strand braid.

She then took a silver hair ribbon and tied a pretty bow at the end of the braid.

Li Xianyun placed the finished braid behind her and looked up at Yelu Yan with a smile, "Is this alright?"

She noticed that Yelu Yan’s bright eyes were staring at her intently.

Her little face slowly began to heat up.

Suddenly seeing Li Xianyun’s eyes looking his way, Yelu Yan’s Adam’s apple bobbed, and he shifted his position. No longer looking at Li Xianyun, he gazed out the window and said, "It’s fine."

Li Xianyun, observing Yelu Yan’s somewhat awkward expression, thought to herself, why does he seem stranger and stranger.

As the carriage approached, a few nearby people put down what they were doing and surrounded it.

They were both men and women, all with faces full of caution.

A tall, robust man asked coldly in the Khitan language, "Who are you?"

Upon hearing the questioning voice, Li Xianyun couldn’t help but look at Yelu Yan.

Yelu Yan was also looking at her and said softly, "It’s nothing."

Hearing him say this, Li Xianyun felt inexplicably reassured.

If Yelu Yan said it was nothing, then it certainly was nothing.

At that moment, a guard in plain clothes opened the carriage door.

Except in the Imperial Palace, Yelu Yan usually traveled in plain clothes, and his guards did the same.

Yelu Yan looked at Li Xianyun and said, "You wait a bit before coming out."

"Sure," Li Xianyun said with concern, "perhaps we shouldn’t impose for a meal?"

Better to avoid complications, and besides, with a fast horse, they could return to Shangjing quickly, and it would be just fine to buy some food then.

"It’s okay, don’t worry."

Yelu Yan said this and then stepped out low.

The few people who came up to surround them saw it was Yelu Yan and were both shocked and delighted.

A young lad smiled and said, "Benefactor."

Then he raised his voice and shouted, "Come quickly and see, the benefactor has come, the benefactor has come!"

While calling out, he hurried toward the village chief’s tent.

This connection all stemmed from the previous autumn.

Back then, Yelu Yan had won a victory and was leading his troops back to the capital when he came across horse bandits robbing a group of herders.

Yelu Yan personally led his men to capture the gang of bandits.

Seeing the herders’ heavy losses, Yelu Yan left them enough silver for their livelihood.

The herders naturally felt profound gratitude for Yelu Yan and affectionately referred to him as "Benefactor."

A few days ago, on his way back to Shangjing from Northern Great Camp, Yelu Yan encountered some herders. They recognized him at first sight.

At their meeting last year, although Yelu Yan was dressed in military attire, he had not revealed his identity.

Everyone just thought of him as a general and did not know that he was the lofty Khan.

The people who recognized Yelu Yan approached him on horseback.

Jinwu and the others thought they were assassins and immediately drew their swords.

One of them said to Yelu Yan, "Benefactor, do you not remember us?"

Yelu Yan had killed many people and saved even more, so he did not have a recollection.

The man had to continue, "Last year, we were attacked by horse bandits. You saved us and captured that vicious gang of bandits."

Something in Yelu Yan’s memory seemed to stir, and with a wave of his hand, Jinwu and his men put away their swords.

The people warmly told Yelu Yan about their settlement and invited him to visit them there.