The eagle soon flew away, and Li Xianyun's gaze dropped from the sky, landing in a pair of deep, tiger-like eyes.
Yelu Yan turned his head and smiled at her, "Pay more attention when riding. Be careful not to fall."
Jinwu was no longer surprised by Yelu Yan's tenderness.
The guards experiencing this for the first time gaped in astonishment.
They seemed to have discovered some earth-shattering secret.
"Okay," Li Xianyun obediently responded.
After a moment, Li Xianyun suddenly became playful and said to Yelu Yan by her side, "Khan, why don't we have a horse race?"
With no outsiders nearby, not fearing her identity being exposed, Li Xianyun reverted to her usual form of address.
Yelu Yan gave her a glance, a smile playing at the corner of his mouth as he looked ahead.
It was a look that clearly underestimated someone.
Li Xianyun, observing his sharply contoured and breathtakingly handsome profile, raised her whip and struck the horse's back, dashing forward swiftly.
