Li Xianyun felt incredibly weak all over, and it wasn't until she repeatedly begged for mercy that Yelu Yan finally let her go after vigorously kneading her.
The next day, Li Xianyun was so exhausted that she slept in late.
She didn't wake up until almost noon.
After Li Xianyun had finished washing up, Youlan asked her, "My lady, shall I set out your meal for you?"
"There's no need, I'm not hungry."
"But the Khan specifically instructed before he left to make sure you have a good meal," Youlan said with some difficulty.
Li Xianyun was combing her hair and said, "I ate a lot at the banquet last night, I'm not hungry."
"But concerning the Khan..."
"As long as you don't say anything, the Khan naturally won't know."
"So this is how you're going to fool me?" A cold and majestic voice came from outside the door.
Both the maid and the mistress looked towards the door to see the tall figure, bathed in backlight, appearing even more statuesque.