Li Xianyun led the way on horseback, while Jiang Ying was controlled and tied up on the horseback behind her.
Yelu Yan had just approached when he jumped from his own mount onto Li Xianyun's, sitting behind her.
One arm encircled her waist, while the other hand took the reins from her hands.
Yelu Yan hugged her, resting his chin on her slender shoulders, their faces pressed together.
Li Xianyun tried to dodge in dissatisfaction, "So many people are watching."
But being held in his embrace, she couldn't escape at all.
Yelu Yan laughed, "They've seen it before, they should be used to it by now."
Li Xianyun had no choice but to let him.
Yelu Yan was broad and strong, making Li Xianyun appear even more delicate and exquisite in his arms.
"Xianxian, when we attacked Xin Zhou, we found several letters in Murong Ce's residence that hadn't been completely burned, and we also captured a few people who often did tasks for Murong Ce."