The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan-Chapter 657 - 655 How should she make a decision? (One more)

Li Xianyun turned to look at Yelu Yan, "Husband, what’s the matter with you?"

She felt strangely out of sorts.

Yelu Yan raised his hand to gently stroke Li Xianyun’s soft, black hair, "Xianxian, did the people from Ji Shi Tang tell you? My father has ascended the throne of Houtang."

"Ascended the throne?" Li Xianyun’s face was full of disbelief.

But all the confusion in her mind cleared up in that moment.

Why had her mother’s personal jade pendant appeared in Jiang Ying’s hands, why had Li family members vanished without a trace when they reached Maoxian, and why was Murong Ce so certain she would follow Jiang Ying?

So it was her father who had been collaborating with Murong Ce from inside and out.

When did they start working together?

Did it start from when Murong Ce no longer allowed others to bully her?

If her father and Murong Ce joined forces, were they planning to confront Yelu Yan together?

If the two sides fought, with her father on one side and her husband on the other, how was she to choose?

Her head was dizzy, yet her eyes were unknowingly moist with some kind of emotion.

Everything felt like a dream.

Yelu Yan watched Li Xianyun with concern, tightening his arms around her, "Xianxian, are you alright?"

Li Xianyun looked at Yelu Yan as if waking from a big dream, "Husband, did you already know about Murong Ce conspiring with my father?"

Yelu Yan was startled for a moment, Li Xianyun was more quick-witted than he had thought.

It seemed it was time to be open and honest.

Yelu Yan nodded slightly, "Xianxian, if one day, my father asks you to leave me, will you?"

His gaze was intense as he finally voiced the question that had been haunting his mind.

Li Xianyun looked at Yelu Yan, "Husband, it’s too early to speak of such things now, let’s take it one step at a time."

At this moment, her mind was heavy and confused; she truly didn’t know how to respond.

Yelu Yan held her.

Indeed, why fret over something that hadn’t happened yet?

Li Xianyun’s emotions were in turmoil, she lifted her eyelids to look at Yelu Yan, "Husband, it’s getting late, go refresh yourself, let’s rest early."

Yelu Yan knew she wanted to be alone, to digest the shocking news.

"Alright."

Yelu Yan laid her down across his arms, placing her onto the bed, letting her lean against the plush pillows at the head of the bed.

She was as delicate as a soft white feather.

"Xianxian, your hair is still not dry, don’t lie down," Yelu Yan bent down to kiss her forehead gently, "Rest for now, I’ll be right back."

"Mm."

After Yelu Yan left, Li Xianyun sat upright at the head of the bed, staring ahead with bright eyes.

In fact, she wasn’t really affected by her father becoming the emperor.

She was aware of how the noble relatives had humiliated Ruiwang Residence over the years.

Li Xianyun even felt it was a relief her father ascended the throne, finally allowing him to hold his head high with pride.

The only thing that bothered her was that her father had conspired with her enemy without her knowledge and even intended to push her towards Murong Ce.

Li Xianyun wiped away her tears.

She despised Murong Ce greatly and her father knew it, yet he still used her as a bargaining chip.

She couldn’t fathom how such a loving father could change overnight.

There must have been some misunderstanding.

If possible, she really wanted to ask her father personally what he was thinking.

Li Xianyun was burdened with sorrow, her eyelashes drooping, as a clear tear rolled down from her porcelain-like cheek.

In the peaceful room, her voice sounded, helpless and pitiful, "Why, why did it have to be like this..."

Yelu Yan, after taking his bath, returned to the inner chamber and saw that Li Xianyun was still in the same position as when he left.

Yelu Yan walked to the bed and embraced Li Xianyun in his arms, gently patting her slender back.

"Xianxian, stop thinking about it. Didn’t you just advise me not to dwell on things that haven’t happened?"

Li Xianyun hugged Yelu Yan back, closed her eyes, and nodded in his embrace.

Yelu Yan touched the top of Li Xianyun’s head, which was still somewhat damp, so he held her with one arm and rubbed the wet spots of her hair with the other.

When her hair was dry, Yelu Yan turned his head to look at Li Xianyun.

Her skin was pale and on her cheeks was the pink flush of a recent bath. Her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and her eyes shone clear and watery.

"Sleep."

Li Xianyun made an "mm" sound and lay down on the bed.

Yelu Yan lay down and held her in his arms, like comforting a child, gently patting her slender back.

"Xianxian, there’s nothing we can’t get through. Whatever happens, we’ll face it together. I won’t let you be stuck in the middle and troubled."

Li Xianyun looked up at him, a warm current flowing in her heart.

She buried her small face deep in Yelu Yan’s embrace, "Husband."

Li Xianyun knew that if she didn’t sleep, Yelu Yan wouldn’t either, so she found a comfortable position in his embrace and closed her eyes, "Husband, I’m sleepy, let’s sleep."

"Alright."

However, Li Xianyun couldn’t sleep. After closing her eyes for a while, she opened them to look at Yelu Yan.

His breathing was even; he had fallen asleep.

Li Xianyun turned over and opened her eyes wide, staring blankly inside the bed.

When she turned over, Yelu Yan opened his eyes and watched her from behind.

The next morning, just like always, Li Xianyun woke up, sat up in bed with the covers around her, and stared off into space.

The bed curtain was quickly lifted, and it was Yelu Yan.

It was so late, yet he was still in the inner chamber.

"Husband, why haven’t you left yet?"

Yelu Yan sat on the edge of the bed, his long arm wrapping around her shoulders, "There’s nothing particularly important at court today, so I’ll go later."

Li Xianyun leaned against his solid chest.

Last time she had told Yelu Yan about Huanhuan’s death, he had stayed by her side for fear she would be sad. He was probably doing the same today.

Li Xianyun felt a warm feeling inside.

Yelu Yan looked at her sideways, "It’s early, go back to sleep."

Last night she had only fallen asleep in the middle of the night, and Yelu Yan had stayed with her until she did, only closing his eyes when Li Xianyun had fallen asleep.

Li Xianyun looked up at him, "No need to sleep, I have many things to do at the Xuanyi Pavilion today."

"Can’t you take just one day off?"

He felt very sorry for her.

"So many people are waiting for me. I’ll rest after things settle down."

Yelu Yan had no choice, "Just don’t overexert yourself."

"Alright."

Li Xianyun woke up from a little nap in Yelu Yan’s embrace, then got up, washed up, and took people to the Xuanyi Pavilion.

After she left, Yelu Yan also went to the Hall of Diligent Governance to take care of official duties.

There had indeed been an accumulation of official business after playing all day yesterday.

Inside the Xuanyi Pavilion.

After consulting with the Imperial Physician, Li Xianyun set the conditions for student admissions:

They must have attended school, be literate, have good character, be older than thirteen years, and regardless of gender, can register.

Those who are selected must pay a certain amount of money each month.

This fee was similar to that of ordinary schools, part of which was used to buy materials for classes, and the other part was to pay the teachers.