The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan-Chapter 639 - 637 Agony that Makes One Wish to Die (First Update)
Chapter 639: 637 Agony that Makes One Wish to Die (First Update)
Just catching sight of the hem of Yelu Yan’s robe, these simple folk of Yanzhou knelt down, "Greetings, Khan, greetings, Queen."
Warm and sincere.
Bater had already placed the mounting stool in position.
Yelu Yan stepped onto the mounting stool to dismount, then turned back to help Li Xianyun down from the carriage.
Li Xianyun looked up at Yelu Yan.
"They have come to see you off, go ahead," Yelu Yan said with a gentle smile.
Utterly indulgent.
Li Xianyun walked over and helped an old woman up, looked at everyone, and said, "Please, everyone, stand up."
Among these people were seamstresses from the garment workshop, carpenters, masons, and those beggars who had now taken on a new appearance, wearing clean and warm clothes.
Of course, there were many other townsfolk as well.
Thanks to Li Xianyun, they had found work in the garment workshop and the carpenter’s workshop, so they no longer had to worry about their families suffering from cold and hunger because of the loss of the cotton crop.
Even with Li Xianyun’s urging, the crowd refused to get up, kowtowing three times to her before finally standing.
The townsfolk came forward with baskets, food containers, and parcels, each pressing gifts into Li Xianyun’s hands.
One said it was beef made in their own household, another said it was dried dates they had prepared, and yet another offered homemade nang flatbreads, suggesting Li Xianyun keep them for the journey...
Besides the food, there were handicrafts: blankets made at home, vibrant shawls, and hats adorned with pointed tops and colorful stones...
Everyone was too enthusiastic.
Li Xianyun did not accept any item.
Though refusing would disappoint the people, it would be unfair to accept from some and not others, so she decided not to accept anything at all.
Li Xianyun kept thanking and refusing, but the townsfolk continued to bring their offerings, and the situation momentarily spiraled out of control.
Just as she didn’t know what to do, a strong arm wrapped around her and shielded her.
Seeing that it was their own imposing and mighty Khan who had arrived, the townsfolk dared not press forward with their gifts and stood respectfully.
Yelu Yan looked at the crowd and said, "We, your Khan and Queen, appreciate everyone’s kindness, but we will not accept these gifts. The Queen’s heart is with you all, she seeks no recompense, and accepting these would only trouble her heart."
A brief silence fell over the crowd as they looked at each other, their faces filled with regret.
Li Xianyun watched the people.
In fact, she had said the same things as Yelu Yan just moments before, but the townsfolk had not taken her words to heart.
Yelu Yan had an innate authority and a majestic presence, so when he spoke, the people listened.
Li Xianyun echoed, "The Khan is right. Just the fact that you came to see me off today has deeply touched me."
The townsfolk could only give up, but they began to offer their blessings instead.
One wished the Khan and Queen a smooth journey.
Another wished the Khan and Queen a harmonious and happy life.
Still others wished the Khan and Queen to have children soon, for happiness and good health.
...
Yelu Yan and Li Xianyun hadn’t received so many blessings even at their wedding.
Li Xianyun also offered some blessings to the townsfolk.
In the midst of the clamorous blessings from the people, Yelu Yan and Li Xianyun boarded the carriage.
Though the carriage had already traveled some distance, the townsfolk still hadn’t left the city gates.
As Li Xianyun looked back, the crowd waved goodbye to her.
Li Xianyun also waved back to them.
It wasn’t until their figures had shrunk in the distance that Li Xianyun withdrew her head.
Yelu Yan held her close and at the same time closed the carriage window and drew the curtains.
When they had first boarded the carriage, Li Xianyun, not wanting the townsfolk to see, firmly refused to let Yelu Yan hold her, but now there was no reason to resist, so she obediently sat on his lap, nestled in his embrace.
Li Xianyun smiled and said, "They really are too enthusiastic."
"People’s feelings are mutual. They are not so passionate towards everyone. You have been genuinely kind to them, which is why they are so enthusiastic in return," Yelu Yan smiled.
"Mm."
...
In the vast Imperial Study Room of Houliang.
Murong Ce was reviewing documents when the news of Li Xianyun and Yelu Yan’s return to Shangjing reached his ears.
Murong Ce gave a faint "Hmm," while lowering his head and closing his eyes. His index and middle fingers came together, pressing at his temples.
Wen Yao, concerned, asked at his side, "Your Majesty, is your headache troubling you again? Shall I summon the Imperial Physician for you?"
Ever since Murong Ce returned from the borderlands, he had suffered from headaches. Despite consulting various Imperial Physicians, no root cause could be found.
Murong Ce did not wish to show his weakness in front of others and waved his hand dismissively.
Wen Yao bowed and withdrew.
Murong Ce clenched his fist and struck his own head forcefully, uttering a brittle and fragile sound, "Xianxian, this must be what you wanted to see..."
"...It is I who owe you. It is only right that I suffer."
Others might not be aware of the reason, but Murong Ce knew the condition of his body.
His headaches had begun after receiving a secret message from Jiang Ying.
At that time, he already knew that Jiang Ying had fallen into Li Xianyun’s hands.
When Jiang Ying sent another message, Murong Ce was exceptionally agitated, for he knew this was not a letter from Jiang Ying, but one written to him by Li Xianyun.
He was determined to open it and see for himself, regardless of the contents.
Li Xianyun must have known this too.
Since it was a secret message to Murong Ce, no one dared to open it.
Murong Ce unfolded the letter, only to find the paper blank, not a single word written on it.
Li Xianyun actually did not wish to say a single word to him.
Yet he could not bear to throw the letter away, stuffing it back in its envelope, sealing it, and placing it in a secret compartment.
That very night, Murong Ce experienced excruciating headaches and severe convulsions. He summoned the Imperial Physician, who could not identify the cause.
Murong Ce then thought of the blank letter.
Perhaps there was poison on the letter, a method to administer the poison through the correspondence.
Murong Ce handed the letter to the Imperial Physician, who sniffed it and said, "Your Majesty, the letter has been smeared with poison."
The Imperial Physician immediately prescribed medicine.
After several doses, Murong Ce’s poison indeed cleared up, and his life was saved. However, the headaches persisted.
After consulting countless renowned doctors and consuming innumerable prescriptions, his headaches only worsened, with no sign of abating.
Eventually, Murong Ce gave up and allowed the headaches to continue.
Li Xianyun previously had Xiang Rong administer medicine to him for a while, and at that time, he noticed nothing unusual.
Murong Ce found it strange; Li Xianyun was skilled in medicine, so why would she engage in such fruitless actions?
The real trap laid here.
First, Xiang Rong’s medicine laid the groundwork for a hidden problem within his body, followed by the poison, which damaged his constitution, rendering any consumed medicine ineffective.
Moreover, Li Xianyun was always astute in her predictions. She would clearly know what kind of medicine the Imperial Physicians would use on him based on the poison.
And those very medicines unexpectedly exacerbated his condition, causing him to suffer from a chronic disease.
They say not to endure illness in the head, for if one has a malady in the head, one becomes incapable of doing anything.
Indeed, it was true.
Every time a headache struck, Murong Ce could only lie in bed, too fatigued to care for any matters.
The headaches contorted Murong Ce’s face gradually, leaving him in unbearable agony. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm
