The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan-Chapter 53 - 0 Youre quite nice (First update)

Chapter 53: 053 You’re quite nice (First update)

Chapter 53: 053 You’re quite nice (First update)

Li Xianyun felt like she was caught red-handed, shook her head, and said, “It’s nothing.”

Yelu Yan looked at her with amusement.

Li Xianyun felt her scalp tingle and her face flush under his gaze, and she had no choice but to say, “I find you different from what I had imagined.”

Yelu Yan’s interest was piqued as he asked, “How so?”

Li Xianyun pursed her pretty, blushing lips and said, “Can I not say it?”

“No,” Yelu Yan chuckled lowly.

She was always so adorable and yet unaware of it.

Li Xianyun cleared her throat and said seriously, “At first, I thought you were so stern and unapproachable, but now I’ve found you to be quite pleasant.”

Yelu Yan looked at her with the corners of his mouth curling into a faint smile upon hearing this.

Li Xianyun also glanced at him and pursed her lips in a smile.

Yelu Yan lifted his eyes to the ink-blue sky with its bright moon and never thought it could look so beautiful.

The maids and palace servants stationed at the entrance of the main tower watched from a distance as Yelu Yan and Li Xianyun approached.

They genuinely felt the meaning of “a match made in heaven” and “a talented man and beautiful woman.”

Just standing there, the Khan and his consort were a sight for sore eyes.

Youlan and Zhuo Ma were even more overjoyed.

As the two approached, the group of palace servants and maids bowed and said, “Greetings to the Khan, greetings to the consort.”

Yelu Yan spoke indifferently, “Rise.”

Yelu Yan and Li Xianyun walked side by side into the main building, followed by Youlan and Zhuo Ma serving them.

At the juncture leading to the main hall and the side hall, the two stopped.

Li Xianyun looked into Yelu Yan’s handsome eyes and said, “Khan, I will go get a medical box and then come find you.”

“Alright,” Yelu Yan said.

Li Xianyun returned to the side hall with Youlan and Zhuo Ma.

Zhuo Ma asked, “Consort, has the Khan been injured?”

“Yes, a minor injury. Bring me the medical box,” she replied.

“Yes.”

Youlan walked to the cabinet, and from the very bottom, she took out a square, maroon medical box.

The medical box showed signs of wear and clearly had been used for many years.

Li Xianyun, when living in the village as a child, had met a great master who took refuge there.

She had exceptional medical expertise but dared not show her skills for fear of revealing her identity.

Seeing that Li Xianyun was quite intelligent, the master took her as an apprentice and taught her everything about medicine.

Whenever the villagers had complicated diseases, the master would give Li Xianyun guidance on how to treat them.

Over time, Li Xianyun was able to start practicing on her own.

Unfortunately, at the age of thirteen, she had to follow her father to Chang’an. When she went to say goodbye to her master, she found the thatched cottage empty.

The master had disappeared overnight, and her whereabouts were unknown, leaving no indication of whether she was alive or dead.

Li Xianyun was heartbroken for a long time.

This medical box was a gift from her master, and she had cherished it ever since.

Yelu Yan returned to the main hall and looked at his right hand, the corners of his mouth involuntarily lifting slightly.

After a while, he headed straight to the desk, sat down, and started to read a memorial.

He had just finished reading one when the pleasant voice of Li Xianyun came from outside the door.

“Khan, your consort is here to dress your wound.”

Yelu Yan stood up and said, “Come in.”

Li Xianyun, accompanied by Youlan and Zhuo Ma, walked in.

Yelu Yan approached her, looked down at her, and asked, “Where shall we dress the wound?”

Li Xianyun glanced around and pointed to the soft couch by the window. “Khan, why don’t you sit on the soft couch?”

It was spacious there and there was a desk where a medical box could be placed; it was quite suitable.

Yelu Yan hummed softly in agreement and obediently went to sit down in front of the soft couch.

Li Xianyun followed, had Youlan place the medical box on the perfectly square little table in the middle of the soft couch, and then stood in front of Yelu Yan.

“Khan, please extend your hand.”

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Upon hearing her words, Yelu Yan extended his right hand to her.

When treating someone’s injuries, one cannot be concerned with the difference between men and women.

Li Xianyun gently held his hand.

Her little hand, unlike his, was coarse, long, and dark, hers were as white as mutton fat jade, with long, slender fingers like trimmed onion roots.

Indeed, good looks extended to the hands as well.

Li Xianyun inspected Yelu Yan’s wound carefully and said, “The wound isn’t deep and hasn’t reached the bone.”

Yelu Yan lifted his eyes to look into her soulful, lively eyes and hummed in response.

Li Xianyun raised her little hand, opened the medical box, and took out a small white porcelain bottle, as well as a flat, broad wooden stick, and also a roll of white, soft cloth.

After taking out the necessary items, Li Xianyun picked up the porcelain bottle with one hand and the broad, flat wooden stick with the other, tilted the bottle so its mouth would pour onto the stick, tipping it upward to pour out a bit of the ointment, which was yellowish and sticky.

Li Xianyun set down the porcelain bottle, took Yelu Yan’s hand, and looking at him, said, “It might sting a little in a moment, bear with it.”

“Alright,” Yelu Yan replied, looking up at her.

In fact, since earlier, Yelu Yan’s gaze had been fixed upon her delicate face.

Li Xianyun, with lips slightly pursed, gently applied the ointment to the wound, smearing it gently with the flat stick.

She looked so lovely when she was serious.

After the ointment was applied evenly, Li Xianyun let go of Yelu Yan’s hand, stood up towering over him, and looked down at him to ask, “How do you feel now?”

“Very comfortable,” Yelu Yan declared, gazing intently at her.

Li Xianyun frowned slightly and said, “That’s not right, it should feel a bit rough and somewhat cool.”

Yelu Yan came back to his senses, cleared his throat softly, and said, “It does feel a bit rough and somewhat cool, but I meant the cool sensation is very comforting.”

Li Xianyun hummed softly, recognizing his response, then raised her delicate hand, took the soft cloth, unfolded it, and began gently wrapping it bit by bit around his hand. She left a little head and used scissors to cut off the excess cloth.

She put the excess cloth aside and gently tied a small knot in the cloth wrapped around Yelu Yan’s hand.

Li Xianyun moved quickly and dexterously, bandaging the wound very neatly.

After finishing, Li Xianyun moved away from in front of Yelu Yan, put the items she had taken out from the table back into the medical box in their respective places.

As she was packing up, she said, “Khan, I will change your dressing tomorrow evening. For the next few days, you shouldn’t eat anything pungent, like beef, lamb, fish, and don’t eat onions, ginger, garlic or chili peppers either. Your diet should be lighter.”

“Alright,” Yelu Yan said, “I understand.”

Li Xianyun handed the packed up medical box to Youlan, and then, remembering something, she asked, “Khan, have you had your meal yet?”

“Not yet,” Yelu Yan stood up and replied.

Whenever he got busy, he would forget to eat; now that Li Xianyun had asked, he indeed felt a bit hungry.

Li Xianyun looked up at Yelu Yan and said, “Khan, I had prepared roasted meat and baked buns for you, but let’s not have that today. You should eat some flatbread, rice porridge, and scrambled eggs instead.”

Yelu Yan opened his mouth to reply, “That sounds good, I’ll listen to you.”