The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan-Chapter 62 - 0 If you are injured I will have no way to explain

Chapter 62: 062 If you are injured, I will have no way to explain it to Khan (Second Shift)

Chapter 62: 062 If you are injured, I will have no way to explain it to Khan (Second Shift)

The Grand Imperial Consort manipulated the lottery results through deceit, fraud, and personal bias; the fact could not be more blatant.

This wooden box had been used for the draw at many a horse-racing tournament before, and for a long time, everyone had been played like fools by the Grand Imperial Consort’s clapping hands.

Some of the ladies finally understood why they never managed to draw a lot; they had been made monkeys of all along.

The ladies deeply resented this, but due to Guli’s status, none dared to express it openly.

Guli, unable to save face, said lightly, “Xianxian, your mother knows you are afraid of losing the competition, but there’s no need to fabricate stories about Nanyang carpenters. I truly do not understand.”

Her ability to feign innocence was indeed formidable, but Li Xianyun had no expectations that she would admit to it; it was enough that all the ladies saw through her façade.

Li Xianyun replied, “Mother is surely too kind-hearted to understand, but it’s not necessarily so for those below.”

As she spoke, she looked towards Rong Ge, who was standing at the edge of the high platform with the other maids.

Rong Ge could only feel a chill down her spine, terror-stricken.

Guli, following Li Xianyun’s gaze, pretended to be puzzled and smiled, “Xianxian, drawing lots now to decide the race is impossible, so do you have any better ideas?”

Rong Ge was her personal maid, privy to too many secrets; she could not lay a finger on her.

It would not do to have a cornered dog leap over the wall, resulting in a fish dead and a net torn.

Li Xianyun calmly said, “Mother, this daughter believes we should not rely on drawing lots to decide the competition. Any lady who wishes to participate should be allowed to race. Such a competition, with everyone involved, would be more meaningful and livelier. Moreover, the authenticity of this draw is indeed questionable.”

A few officials’ wives with less cunning nodded upon hearing this.

Realizing something, they quickly sat up straight and alert.

Guli looked at her coldly, smiling, “After all is said and done, are you afraid of losing the competition, tarnishing the reputation of your duchess status? Rest assured, even if you lose, we will not laugh at you. After all, Houtang women are not accustomed to going out; they are coddled and pampered from birth. It’s natural not to know how to ride.”

As she spoke, she looked back at the gathered ladies, but few responded with genuine support.

Guli looked at Li Xianyun, her teeth itching with hatred; it was all because of this detestable Han ethnic woman that she was losing face in front of the officials’ families.

Li Xianyun smiled, “Mother, you misunderstand. I have already changed into riding attire; how could I not participate in the competition? But as for other mounts, I am unaccustomed to them and would prefer to use my own.”

The way to deal with a smiling tiger was to give them a taste of their own medicine, who can’t play nice and feign sincerity?

Guli smiled, “As you wish.”

After all, she was confident that no matter how good Li Xianyun’s mount was, she couldn’t possibly win. Could a Han ethnic woman truly outcompete these Khitan officials’ wives who had been riding horses since they were little?

Guli simply waited to see Li Xianyun make a fool of herself.

The competition started quickly, and just as Li Xianyun expected, apart from those with children like Yuchi Qian or the older ones, not a single lady abstained from the race.

They arrived at the starting line on their mounts, each eager to try.

This horse-racing tournament was more bustling than any before it.

Just then, one lady exclaimed in surprise, “Look over there, everyone!”

All heads turned, and they gasped in shock.

Ji Chuchu also looked and saw Li Xianyun approaching on a majestic and beautiful white horse.

Her complexion turned sour in an instant, her expression of loss and pain nearly impossible to conceal.

The ladies began whispering among themselves.

“That horse is truly gorgeous.”

“Didn’t you know? It’s a treasured steed presented from the Western Regions, one that only the Khan can ride.”

“I’ve also heard that a general broke his leg trying to tame it, and after he recovered, he would walk around to avoid this horse.”

“In the end, it was the Khan who tamed the horse.”

“It’s truly rare that she can control this white horse.”

“The princess consort’s horsemanship should not be underestimated, there’s definitely something to look forward to this time.”

Upon hearing this, everyone looked towards Ji Chuchu.

Others were not focused on the horse, as someone said, “The Khan is actually willing to give such a precious steed to the princess consort?”

“It looks like the rumors outside are true, the Khan really does favor the princess consort.”

No sooner had the person finished speaking than someone pulled on her clothes.

Unperturbed, she looked at Ji Chuchu with contempt and said, “I’m only speaking the truth.”

They were all highborn ladies of status, who was afraid of whom?

Ji Chuchu looked at Li Xianyun coldly and thought: What does obtaining the white horse amount to? Today, this Commandery Princess will make you lose miserably.

Li Xianyun had just approached, when several highborn ladies made way for her, these were the young admirers she had just won over.

On one hand, they were captivated by Li Xianyun’s beauty; on the other, they admired her eloquence and courage, her dare to expose the Grand Imperial Consort’s true colors, doing what everyone else feared to do.

Li Xianyun said to these young women, “Thank you.”

The women were delighted and said with a smile, “It’s our honor to make way for the princess consort.”

Ji Chuchu glared at those women. If looks could kill, they would have already dropped dead on the spot.

Highborn ladies who got along with Ji Chuchu gathered around her.

One of them said, “Commandery Princess, should we sabotage that Han ethnic woman during the competition?”

Their martial skills were so advanced that even if they were to trip her up, it would go unnoticed and could not be blamed on them, which is why they felt so confident.

Ji Chuchu looked at them coldly and said, “Do you think this Commandery Princess can’t win against her without resorting to such tactics?”

The highborn ladies quickly replied, “The Commandery Princess’s ability is unparalleled, naturally, you can make her lose miserably. We’re just worrying about the off chance.”

Ji Chuchu said arrogantly, “There will be no off chance. I warn you, don’t resort to any despicable tricks, I want a fair contest with her.”

The other ladies wanted to persuade her further, but seeing Ji Chuchu’s determination, they said no more.

Li Xianyun stood on the starting line, along with everyone else, listening to the palace servants go over the rules.

They had to circle the track five times which had barriers like fences and hay bales; the first to reach the finish line would be the winner.

After clarifying the rules, the maids withdrew to the outside of the arena.

Zhuo Ma looked up at Li Xianyun—her delicate and seemingly fragile mistress—and asked with concern, “Princess consort, are you sure you can do this?”

“Don’t worry.”

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Zhuo Ma muttered, “Princess consort, winning or losing doesn’t matter, just have fun. If you get hurt, I won’t be able to explain to the Khan.”

Li Xianyun had never felt that she mattered much to Yelu Yan, so why did Zhuo Ma always have this mistaken impression that Yelu Yan cared about her?

But still, she reassured with a smile, “Zhuo Ma, you’ve said the same thing five times now. Don’t worry, I’ll be fine; go on now.”

Zhuo Ma had no choice but to retreat outside the track, watching as the gates of the barriers on the track slowly closed, she grew even more nervous.