latelenovela Chapter 533 So beautiful
Chapter 533 So beautiful
Chen Changan left immediately, taking Li Yuanhao and Lao Ma with him.
Hanhai City, a legendary city in the desert, exudes a mysterious atmosphere.
In the city, the Khan's palace stands proudly like a golden giant. The outer walls of the palace are made of huge stones, each of which is polished smooth.
Beyond the moat is where merchants gather.
Dozens of Xixia women stood gracefully in colorful costumes, their skirts swaying in the wind, like flowers blooming on the grassland.
The women had pretty faces and lively eyes, adding a unique touch of softness to this solemn forecourt of the imperial palace.
"Welcome the warriors of the Dada tribe!"
Seeing Chen Changan coming, everyone bowed.
Two women came over and talked to Chen Changan for a long time. Chen Changan didn't understand, but Li Yuanhao had no way to explain it to Chen Changan.
"Aba Aba!"
Chen Changan pointed at his slapping face and then at his mouth.
Li Yuanhao seized the opportunity, pulled Chen Changan away, and pointed at the eight horses opposite.
Western Xia was a country of horses. The eight white horses were agile, their coats were as white as snow, and they shone with a soft luster in the sun. Each of them held its head high and chest puffed out, showing its extraordinary temperament.
The snowflake horse in the middle is even more majestic.
Its mane is silky and smooth, fluttering in the wind, and its hooves lightly scratch the ground, making a crisp sound.
Its eyes are bright and deep, as if it can see through everything in the world. As the Khan's exclusive mount, it exudes an innate nobility.
Li Yuanhao personally helped Chen Changan onto the horse.
Chen Changan flew and mounted the majestic snowflake horse, which was the Khan's exclusive mount!
In an instant, envy flashed in the eyes of all Xixia people!
Their mouths opened wide and they let out deafening cheers, which rose and fell, echoing in the sky above the palace vestibule.
"You are the strongest Xixia person!"
"Hahaha, I admire you. You are the pride of us ordinary people!"
"Come on!"
They clapped their hands vigorously, and each applause was full of strength.
Eight snow-white horses were also infected by the warm atmosphere and pawed their hooves restlessly, neighing.
The golden glazed tiles of the surrounding palaces sparkled in the sunlight, setting off the lively scene before their eyes. The entire forecourt of the imperial palace seemed to have turned into a sea of joy.
Chen Changan didn't understand what they were yelling about, but since he was here, he might as well make the best of it.
After walking around the palace, the Xixia maid spoke a few words to Li Yuanhao, and Li Yuanhao nodded in agreement.
The language barrier is really disgusting.
"Li Yuanhao, where are they going to send the young master?" Old Ma said depressedly.
"This is the bedroom of Khan Cangyang. They said the Khan wants to meet Lord Chen in the bedroom, so they asked us to wait here."
Li Yuanhao also shook his head helplessly: "There is no other way. I can't tell Master Chen directly."
Lao Ma licked his lips and said, "Tell me, I have a question... You said Tiedan has lost his memory?"
"Yes."
"Could it be possible that she deliberately lied to you?" Old Ma raised his eyebrows and said, "She wanted to take this opportunity to consummate her marriage with the young master?"
"This……"
Li Yuanhao rolled his eyes. He didn’t know that.
Seeing that Lao Ma and Li Yuanhao were left outside, Chen Changan became anxious and wanted to dismount.
Several maids hurriedly stopped Chen Changan. Chen Changan couldn't understand what they were saying anyway. In the end, the maids were so anxious that they even spoke in Chu dialect.
"My lord warrior, do not be afraid. This is an order from the Khan himself!"
"Please be patient and come with us to take a shower and change clothes!"
Chen Changan was speechless, so how could I just stay calm?
Now I'm injured, my gun has been taken away by Tiedan, I'm the only one left, and Lao Ma is not around...
If Tiedan wants to kill me, it will happen in a matter of minutes!
But now that things have come to this, Chen Changan has nothing more to say.
Take one step at a time and see how it goes!
The moonlight shines through the carved window lattices and into the spacious and luxurious bathroom.
The air was filled with mist, like a fairyland. In the huge bathtub, hot water was rippling slightly, and rose petals were floating on the water, emitting bursts of rich fragrance.
Chen Changan stood beside the bathtub, his face flushed and his eyes evasive, like a frightened deer.
"Warrior, please hurry up, the water is getting cold."
A clear voice like a silver bell rang in my ears. The speaker was the personal maid of the Western Xia Khan, named Ling'er.
She was extremely pretty, with a pair of big watery eyes like clear spring water, full of liveliness in her glance.
She has a straight and graceful nose, and her naturally rosy lips are like ripe cherries, with two shallow dimples when she smiles.
Her long, shiny black hair fell softly on her slender waist. She was wearing a light pink dress, and her figure was graceful, like a delicate flower blooming in spring, so beautiful that one could not take their eyes away.
Chen Changan couldn't speak.
"Aba Aba?"
Ling'er blinked her eyes and chuckled, "Warrior, are you shy? In the Xixia Palace, serving the nobles in bathing is our duty as maids. Besides, you are seriously injured and unable to move, and His Highness the Khan specifically ordered me to serve you, so don't refuse."
Chen Changan seemed to understand, but Ling'er refused to give in.
"Warrior, I will do it myself. If I fail to complete the task assigned by the Khan, I will be punished."
As she spoke, she reached out to untie Chen Changan's clothes.
Chen Changan jumped away in fright. Ling'er looked at his miserable appearance and couldn't help but giggle.
"You are so funny. Don't worry, I won't eat you."
Chen Changan's face flushed red, and he began to take off his clothes reluctantly.
Every time he unbuttoned a button, he felt his face burning, as if millions of ants were crawling on it.
After finally taking off all his clothes except for his underwear, he still refused to move.
"Let me do the rest."
Chen Changan clutched his underwear tightly and shook his head desperately.
Ling'er's eyes rolled and she came up with a plan: "If you don't let me help, I will tell His Highness the Khan that you are not cooperating and deliberately making things difficult for me."
When Chen Changan heard this, he immediately panicked.
Ling'er deftly helped Chen Chang'an take off his underwear, then supported him and slowly walked into the bathtub.
As soon as Chen Changan sat down, he immediately covered his key parts with his hands, as if he was guarding some rare treasure.
Ling'er picked up the towel beside her, dipped it lightly in water, and began to wipe Chen Chang'an's body.
As she wiped, she kept saying, "Warrior, your skin is so good, so white and tender, even better than ours."
Chen Changan's face turned even redder.
"Warrior, why haven't I heard of the Dada tribe?"
"Also, I feel like you don't look as majestic as us Xixia people."
"But it doesn't matter. In the Xixia Palace, as long as His Highness the Khan protects you, no one will dare to bully you."
As she spoke, Ling'er picked up another bar of soap, rubbed it into rich foam in her hands, and then began to wash Chen Changan's hair.
Her fingers gently massaged Chen Changan's scalp, her movements very gentle.
Chen Changan was so nervous that he dared not breathe, and his body was as stiff as a stone.
At this time, a question came from outside the door.
Ling'er quickly agreed, biting her lip and saying, "We have to hurry, the Khan wants to summon you."
Ling'er is nimble and her movements are as smooth and skillful as flowing water.
After washing, Ling'er took out a set of brand new and clean clothes from an exquisite wooden cabinet beside her. The clothes were made of high-quality material and had a soft luster in the dim light.
She patiently helped Chen Changan get dressed, combed his hair smooth, and tied it up with a plain hairband.
They walked through a series of winding, deep and mysterious corridors. The torches on the corridor walls flickered with dim light, stretching their shadows longer and shorter.
Along the way, one could hear the faint sound of stringed instruments coming from afar, as well as the orderly footsteps of the guards.
Finally, they arrived at the Khan's bedroom.
The door of the bedroom was tall and was carved with intricate and exquisite patterns.
Ling'er knocked gently on the doorknob, the door slowly opened, and a rich scent of incense wafted in the air.
To be honest, Chen Changan was stunned.
Khan Tsangyang had an oval face that was full of endless classical charm, with soft and smooth lines, just like a work of art carefully carved by time.
Her skin was whiter than snow, as delicate and smooth as cream, with a soft and dreamy luster. Her forehead was smooth and full, like the rising moon, her eyebrows were like curved willow leaves, and her eyes were like a clear spring, with a faint mist. Every time she looked around, it seemed as if autumn water was flowing.
Her nose was small and straight, her lips were as delicate as rose petals, her hair was as soft as silk and reached her waist, swaying gently with her movements. Occasionally, the ends of her hair brushed across her swan-like neck, which was as white as jade and seemed covered with a faint halo in the sunlight, so beautiful that one could not take their eyes away.
"Why, do you think I'm stupid?"
Khan Cangyang chuckled and looked at Chen Changan with raised eyebrows.
Her whole body and every gesture naturally exudes an indescribable classical beauty. Every movement is like a carefully choreographed dance and every expression is full of charm.
Whether concentrating, meditating, or smiling, every part of her is beautiful, every part is delicate, and every part is natural and harmonious.
"Ababa, Ababa Ababa, Ababa, Ababa Ababa Ababa!"
What Chen Changan said was "It is as bright as the moon covered by light clouds, and as fluttering as snowflakes carried by the wind."
His eyes were fixed on this captivating face, and he was stunned for a moment, as if he was stunned and dazzled by the beauty of this woman.
Beauty is a height without cliffs.
That kind of calm, holy and elegant temperament seems like it shouldn't appear in this mortal world at all.
It should be in that ethereal fairyland, accompanied by green mountains, green waters, fresh breeze and bright moon.