The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan-Chapter 32 - 0 Khan wants to rest at the princesss place will

Chapter 32: 032 Khan wants to rest at the princess’s place, will you attend to him? (Second watch)

Chapter 32: 032 Khan wants to rest at the princess’s place, will you attend to him? (Second watch)

Yuchi Hong’s face was filled with anger as he said, “Whoever dares to call you useless, I will never let them off lightly!”

Arnold looked at him with cold eyes and said, “So you mean to continue letting me live off scraps from others? You sit high above, enjoying the sight of my gratitude towards you, don’t you? Have you ever thought that if it weren’t for my desperate resistance, you wouldn’t be alive today, nor could you be living this luxurious life?”

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“Of course, I know,” Yuchi Hong said, “which is why when I found out you were still alive, I tried to make amends and let you have the life you wanted.”

Arnold let out a cold laugh and said, “So you think living in a wretched state, surviving on medicinal soups every day is the life I want?”

“That’s not what I mean.”

“You can’t make up for it, you never will be able to. My endless tragic fate is all your fault!!”

Yuchi Hong looked at him with some unfamiliarity and said, “I never imagined you hated me this much.”

“Yes, I hate you! Do you know what it feels like to be humiliated by enemies, to have your flesh cut from your body while alive? Do you know what it feels like to be thrown into a fire and consumed by flames? You don’t know, because what you understand is high rank and generous salary, honor upon you, and a beloved wife in your embrace!! How can I not hate you?! I wish to eat your flesh, drink your blood!!”

Yuchi Hong looked at him with cold eyes and said, “You hate me, and you can take it out on me all you want, but why did you lay a hand on a five-year-old child?! How could you bear it?!!”

With a terrifying smile on his lips, Arnold said, “Because his death would bring you pain, I want you to suffer unbearably!!”

Unable to tolerate it any longer, Yuchi Hong stepped forward and threw a fierce punch, which only resulted in Arnold’s happier laughter.

It seemed that infuriating Yuchi Hong brought him endless pleasure.

Yelu Yan glanced indifferently at Arnold, then turned to Yuchi Hong and said, “General Yuchi, leave him to you for punishment. There are a few others outside; how they connected with Arnold and conspired, you will know with a single question.”

Yuchi Hong, deeply moved, knelt down and saluted, “Thank you, Khan.”

“You may leave,” Yelu Yan said.

Yuchi Hong saluted with bent arm, “Your servant takes his leave.”

“Hmm.”

After Yuchi Hong left, Shulu Xi saluted Yelu Yan and said, “Khan.”

Yelu Yan spoke, “Ah Xi, make a trip to Yanzhou immediately. The iron mine in Yanzhou collapsed, and not a soul has reported it to me. Such a big incident was kept completely hidden, there must be unspeakable secrets. Investigate this discreetly and report back to me.”

Shulu Xi was shocked to hear the news and after a moment, bent his arm to salute, “Your servant shall go at once.”

Yelu Yan paused, then said, “Yanzhou is the Ninth Prince’s territory, you know what to do.”

The situation was entangled and complex; Yelu Yan wouldn’t have tasked Shulu Xi to conduct the investigation personally if not for a significant reason.

Shulu Xi saluted with his arm bent, “Your servant understands.”

“Go now.”

“Yes!”

After Shulu Xi left, Yelu Yan said, “Jinwu.”

Jinwu, who was waiting at the door, came in hastily with the utmost respect.

“Jinwu, go tell Tuoba Che to have someone watch Arnold’s every move closely. Someone will soon grow impatient and seek to harm him,” Yelu Yan said in a calm voice.

Surprise appeared on Jinwu’s face; he had thought Arnold was the main culprit behind the calamity that befell the Princely Heir. Could there be another hidden reason?

Jinwu saluted with bent arm, “I will take care of it immediately.”

Yelu Yan continued with government duties in the Hall of Diligent Governance and did not emerge until late into the night.

The Chief of the Palace Servants who stood vigil saw Yelu Yan emerge, hastily bending his arm in salute and said, “Khan, the side chambers have been prepared; are you retiring for the night?”

Yelu Yan leisurely descended the stairs with a faint tone, “This Khan will return to Khan Palace to sleep.”

The Chief of the Palace Servants was stunned. What was this situation?

The Khan was extremely diligent in handling official affairs and would rest in the Hall of Diligent Governance if it got late, which made it convenient for attending court the following day. Considering how late it was, why would he return to the Khan Palace to rest?

The Chief of the Palace Servants, as confused as a monk scratching his head, soon came to his senses and couldn’t help but laugh out loud. With the Queen in the Khan Palace, how could the Khan bear to let her sleep alone?

It was said that the Khan had even excused the Queen’s obligatory morning and evening court visits to the Grand Imperial Consort’s quarters, an unprecedented move indeed. The Khan truly cherished the Queen deeply.

Yelu Yan, sensing no movement behind him, turned around with dissatisfaction and glanced back.

The Chief, nearly scared out of his wits, quickly summoned the other Palace Servants and hurriedly followed.

Yelu Yan returned to the Khan Palace and glanced seemingly casually at the side chamber before heading towards the main hall. He had only taken a few steps when he heard the sound of a window opening in the side chamber.

His martial prowess was outstanding, and so was his hearing.

Alerted in an instant, Yelu Yan thought that Li Xianyun might have encountered some danger. His heart skipped a beat, and he strode quickly towards the side chamber.

The accompanying Chief of the Palace Servants saw a servant about to foolishly follow and quickly stretched out his hand to stop him, saying sternly, “Have you lost your mind from sleepiness, thinking you can lose your head?!”

The servant, terrified, waved his hands repeatedly.

The Chief, seemingly well-informed, spoke, “The Khan is going to rest with the Queen, and you think you’re needed to serve?”

The servant, still in a fright, responded, “Naturally not needed, thank you for the reminder, Chief.”

As he spoke, he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

The Chief of the Palace Servants told the others, “Wait outside.”

“Yes!”

Yelu Yan went straight to the side chamber, pushed the door open, and Zhuo Ma and Youlan, who were sleeping in the outer room, were startled to their feet, hastily getting up to salute. They had just knelt down and before they could speak, Yelu Yan had already headed towards the inner chamber.

Youlan was stunned, seeing the Khan’s anxious expression. Could the Queen have encountered some danger? With that thought, she moved to follow, but Zhuo Ma caught her by the arm.

Youlan said, “Don’t stop me. The Queen must have encountered some danger.”

“Do you know martial arts?” Zhuo Ma asked, looking at her.

Youlan fell silent. The last time they faced danger, it was the Queen who had pushed her to safety first. Without martial skills, she lacked the ability to protect others and would do well not to make matters worse.

Zhuo Ma addressed her, “With the Khan here, you can rest assured.”

Her logic was sound, so Youlan could only nod. The two stood guard at the door, ready to serve at a moment’s notice.

Yelu Yan entered the inner chamber, where the mosquito net fluttered in the night breeze on the empty bed, a bad premonition brewing in his heart. He strode towards the screen, and at a glance saw Li Xianyun standing by the window, turning to look at him.

Li Xianyun’s hair cascaded down her shoulders, her petite face not enough to fill a palm, appearing even more delicate and lovely in the dim light. The cold moonlight cast an ethereal glow over her shoulders, her vulnerability palpable.

The moment Yelu Yan saw her, his heart settled like a stone.

Li Xianyun’s eyes, like autumn waters, stared straight at him, surprise written all over her face.

With a respectful bending of the arm, she greeted him, “Khan.”