The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan-Chapter 599 - 597 Men also need to be coaxed (First Update)

Yelu Yan had taken care of the military camp’s matters, mounted his Fiery Flame Horse, and rode rapidly with his guards toward Yanzhou.

Upon arriving at the tailoring workshop, Yelang, having received the news, was already waiting at the entrance with two members of the Hidden Guard.

The dim lantern swayed above the gate.

In the darkness, a man on horseback appeared at the entrance of the tailoring workshop like a gust of wind.

The light fell on Yelu Yan’s deeply featured face, the shadows accentuating his striking, handsome features.

But the expression on his face was as dark as ink-stained rain.

Yelu Yan pulled the reins tightly, and the Fiery Flame Horse suddenly came to an abrupt halt, rearing up on its front hooves.

The rider nearly lay across the horse’s back but still held the reins with composure.

The Khitan people were wild and unbridled, especially revering the strong.

Those who held power always commanded respect and admiration.

The imposing Fiery Flame Horse pawed the air a few times and then heavily came down, its hooves thudding dully.

Before the horse had completely steadied, Yelu Yan leaped down and tossed the reins casually to a Hidden Guard who came to take them.

Yelang had already kneeled and bent his arm in salute.

Yelu Yan stepped forward and kicked Yelang.

Yelang quickly bowed and said, "This subordinate deserves to die; please forgive me, Khan."

Yelu Yan, usually one who neither displayed his feelings openly nor personally punished his subordinates, now kicked out in undeniable fury.

"Why didn’t you report earlier?" Yelu Yan said displeasedly.

Yelang hung his head, not daring to speak.

The Khan always favored the Queen; if they said that the Queen had stopped them from reporting, wouldn’t that further provoke the Khan?

"Did the Queen say no and you just obeyed? Are you listening to me or to the Queen?"

After saying this, Yelu Yan immediately felt conflicted.

It was he who had ordered the Hidden Guard to strictly obey Li Xianyun’s commands.

Now, strictly obeying Li Xianyun’s command had become a fault.

He was indeed blinded by rage.

Yelu Yan said in a calm voice, "It’s not wrong to follow the Queen’s orders, but you must always keep me informed of any matter."

"This subordinate understands."

"Don’t let it happen again," Yelu Yan said as he walked toward the courtyard, adding, "Treat your wounds yourself."

His kick had not been light.

"Thank you, Khan," Yelang said respectfully.

Saying this, he rose from the cold ground, just as Jinwu and other guards were hurrying to catch up.

The Khan was already an excellent horseman and, feeling anxious to return, they whipped their horses hard but still couldn’t keep up.

By now, Yelu Yan had already been talking with Yelang, and they had just arrived.

Watching the stalwart silhouette of their Khan, Jinwu quickly dismounted and followed.

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Li Xianyun watched Yelu Yan.

Each time Yelu Yan saw her, he was all smiles, sweet and affectionate, seldom looking at her with such a detached expression, even saying she had turned against heaven.

Obviously, he was furious.

Li Xianyun had intentionally stopped the Hidden Guard today from informing Yelu Yan about the matter at the tailoring workshop because she feared it would worry him.

With the ongoing battles, she couldn’t afford for him to be distracted.

Li Xianyun intended to keep it hidden, thinking that even if he reproached her later, a little coquettish behavior would smooth things over.

Seeing Yelu Yan’s implacable, chilly demeanor now, it seemed unlikely that acting coy would deceive him.

Li Xianyun simply gave him a look, lay down, turned her back to him, leaving only a glimpse of her tender back and the elegant contour that rose and fell.

She had the attitude of a spoiled jar, ready to shatter itself.

This was the confidence of the favored concubine.

Yelu Yan laughed out of frustration; it was always like this when he got mad. Li Xianyun would either charm her way through or act even angrier than him, and then he would lose his temper altogether.

However, things were slightly different at the moment.

She neither acted coquettishly nor got angry; she just lay there facing away from him.

Infuriating as it was, Yelu Yan found he could do nothing about it.

"Get up, I have something to tell you."

Li Xianyun, feeling guilty, knew all too well that she couldn’t overdo her usual tricks.

She sat up as told, facing Yelu Yan.

Those pitiful, watery autumn eyes stared at him, displaying an obedient demeanor.

Yelu Yan wasn’t a man easily softened; those who accomplish great things must not indulge in too much soft-heartedness.

Yet here he was, completely softened.

"Realize your mistake?"

His voice was gentle, devoid of the earlier fierceness.

"Mmm."

Seeing a chance for redemption, Li Xianyun collapsed into Yelu Yan’s embrace like a boneless creature.

Yelu Yan, however, held her by the shoulders and said sternly, "Sit properly."

Li Xianyun mumbled discontentedly, pouting her lips reluctantly as she sat up straight, glaring at him.

It was hard to remain unaffected under such seductive eyes.

Yelu Yan feigned calm and said, "Don’t do such dangerous things anymore, understand?"

"Mmm."

"If you won’t think for yourself, at least think of me. You know how much I value you, and I shouldn’t have to remind you. If you don’t want to see your husband go mad with worry, think more about your safety. You went deep into enemy territory with just three people and even stayed the night, thinking you had arranged everything, from messaging Bater to signal the Hidden Guard to move troops. But did you consider what would happen if something went wrong? What would I do if something happened to you?"

His emotions surged as he spoke, and his voice went dark.

There were some things he was afraid to think about.

Li Xianyun wanted to say she had everything under control, but that would only add fuel to the fire, reigniting Yelu Yan’s subsiding anger and leading to more lectures.

So, all she needed to do was gently agree, accept his kindness, and apologize in time to calm him.

"My Lord, I was wrong. It’s all my fault; please don’t be angry," Li Xianyun said softly.

Yelu Yan’s anger and resentment greatly diminished with her attitude.

Men also needed to be coaxed.

"In your recklessness, did you even think of me? You’re not alone now; you need to think of your husband and our family, understand?"

"I understand, my Lord. I won’t put myself in danger again."

"That’s better."

Yelu Yan then gave Li Xianyun a meaningful look.

Li Xianyun widened her eyes, not understanding.

"Weren’t you the one who wanted a hug earlier? Or were you planning to abandon that notion?" Yelu Yan said earnestly.

Li Xianyun was taken aback for a moment then, realizing, she smiled, allowing herself to curl up in Yelu Yan’s dusty embrace.

This tsundere man clearly wanted a hug but wouldn’t say it outright. He had to make her do it, even accusing her of abandoning the gesture.

He was becoming more and more improper.

Yelu Yan instinctively tightened his grip around Li Xianyun’s soft waist, lifted her onto his lap, and embraced her, planting a kiss on her face.

Li Xianyun rested her head on his shoulder and spoke softly, "My Lord, you were quite fierce just now."

In fact, he hadn’t been fierce at all, but she had to say this to stir up his guilt and stop his nagging lectures.

Yelu Yan turned his head to look at her and said, "Was I really fierce just now?"