Chapter 9: The First Meeting

Leaning against the window, looking at the closed door of the North Courtyard King's Mansion, Jian Lanxin had no expression on her face whatsoever, she just quietly watched.

 In order to take down Yelu Huo's head with her own hands, she stayed behind but forgot one important thing, she didn't understand or speak Khitan.

 A burst of horse hooves interrupted her contemplation, a few people fast horses stopped outside the gate of the North Courtyard King's Mansion, each one of them was dressed in gorgeous clothes, after a few people got off their horses they spoke respectfully to the man on the black horse.

 She only saw the man's back, it was a man with broad shoulders, he dismounted his horse, his figure was tall, and at a glance she could tell that he was someone high up in the hierarchy.

 Was he the Great King of the Northern Courtyard, Yelu Huge?

 Jian Lanxin's heart shook, propping one hand on the window, his body floated, his feet on the window pane, his body drifted like a shadow to the opposite side of the fence of the Northern Courtyard King's Mansion, and watched as those few people entered the door.

 The man surrounded in the center had a stalwart face, exuding a compelling overbearing aura, he was born to be a man who held the life and death of others in his hands.

 Her heart shook slightly, how could she have thought of this?

 The Great King of the Northern Courtyard, Yelu Huo, who had eyes that could see everything, he headed over towards where she was hidden, she hurriedly hid her body, she saw a hint of doubt flash through his eyes.

 Can not understand what they are talking about, only feel that the people in the mansion heard the shouts of that white-looking man, all ran to meet, a moment's effort, the courtyard inside the gate gathered more than a dozen people, gibberish do not know what to talk about, probably some words to greet, this Yelu Huo brother went out of the way only to come back, it's no wonder that he has been unable to see others.

 Conversation for a while, only to see Yelu Huo brother waved his hands, stride away.

 That white and clean man was surrounded by everyone, presumably being asked after what happened after going out?

 Her body floated, under the cover of the night, her figure followed behind Brother Yelu Huo, as he entered a quiet courtyard, several rooms were lit up with lights, this courtyard she had been here before with Xiao Long, who said that this was Brother Yelu Huo's residence.

 His figure had not yet stood still in the courtyard, a gorgeously dressed woman surrounded by a group of maids walked through the door, her beautiful face blooming with a joyful smile, her hands crossed over her chest as she saluted him, her mouth saying something she could not understand.

 Seeing the corners of his lips tugging a bit, he walked over to the woman's side and took her into his arms, whispering in her ear, causing the woman to giggle up and shyly raise her face to whirl her fists around to hit him on the chest.

 Was she the Princess of the Northern Courtyard?

 Jian Lanxin thought secretly in her heart, she heard Xiao Long say that there were several royal consorts in the Beiyuan Wangfu, however, there was only one main consort, surnamed Xiao, one of the Liao's national surnames, while the rest of the several royal consorts were side consorts, Yelu Huo's junior wives, that's what Xiao Long said when he said that, frowning straight away at the idea of a man having many wives.

 To a man, conquering a beautiful woman was something to be proud of, just like the way his master looked at him, he had a desire to conquer himself, but she was the one with martial arts, and he had more important things for her to do than to possess her, so she knew that she was safe for now, and that men were no good.

 With a wave of his hand, Jericho dismissed his attendants and bent down to pick up his woman, grinning wickedly as his woman squealed and threw her arms around his neck, screaming and laughing and burying her face into his chest shyly.

 He hugged her and laughed as he walked to the door of a lighted room and kicked it open and closed.

 A small farewell.

 Jian Lanxin secretly giggled in her heart, men are no good, seeing a woman they can't wait to hug on the bed.

 Not a moment's effort, blush-inducing gasps and chants came from the house, her fists clenched, her heart was full of disdain for Yelu Huo, let him have a quickie for a while, by the time tomorrow rolls around, it'll be the last morning light he'll ever see.

 She coldly dashed away and disappeared into the night.