The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan
Chapter 128: I, your servant, have not been wronged; you need not take responsibility (first update).

Chapter 128: I, your servant, have not been wronged; you need not take responsibility (first update).

Li Xianyun’s head was held tightly by Yelu Yan’s large hand, forcing her to tilt her head back and endure his torrential, sweeping kisses.

Her heart was now beating so fast, her face so hot, and his kisses were so domineering and increasingly urgent that she had no choice but to throw her head back and close her eyes, bearing them.

Yelu Yan held her so tightly that Li Xianyun felt her whole body might be clamped against him.

Without realizing it, Li Xianyun raised her hand and gripped the lapel of his robe. As his kisses deepened, her grip grew tighter, her knuckles turning a faint white.

Just then, the voices of patrolling soldiers could be heard.

"Is the banquet at Haoyang Palace over?"

"It ended a while back, I just saw a young servant from the Prince’s Mansion leading a horse carriage."

Hearing this, Li Xianyun was terrified, let out a soft "uh" and quickly turned her head away.

Yelu Yan, still immersed in the act of kissing, turned his head with hers, but continued to kiss her deeply.

However, he soon sensed the rigidity of Li Xianyun’s entire body and, reluctantly, planted a heavy kiss before slightly lifting his head to gaze into her moist eyes.

The two were so close they seemed to hear each other’s heartbeat.

"What’s wrong?"

"There’s someone."

As soon as the words left Li Xianyun’s mouth, another soldier spoke up.

This frightened her to no end, and she instinctively lowered her head.

Yelu Yan, seizing the opportunity, pressed Li Xianyun’s head onto his shoulder, still embracing her in his arms, and, tilting his head, gazed at her profile, whispering, "It’s alright."

"Mhm."

After a long moment of silence, Li Xianyun gently pushed on the lapel of Yelu Yan’s robe that her hand was on.

He was really strong, his chest as hard as stones.

Yelu Yan was thus obliged to let her go.

Li Xianyun, like a rabbit released from a clamp, had barely touched the ground with her heels when she swiftly stepped back.

Just now, Yelu Yan had gripped her with iron arms, lifting her entire body so that only her tiptoes were still touching the ground.

This man was so domineering when kissing, and at the same time somewhat rough and barbaric, not a bit of his usual gentleness.

Yelu Yan looked down, attentively studying her expression.

Under the starlight, she gazed ahead, lightly biting her tender, red lips, her eyes dodging, appearing somewhat helpless.

She resembled a small rabbit thrust into a new environment, looking uneasy and nervous.

Yelu Yan bent down gingerly and looked at her, saying, "Xianxian, we are husband and wife, and things like what just happened..."

Are perfectly normal.

The voice of the patrolling soldiers came again, prompting Li Xianyun to quickly interrupt, "Khan, let’s go back."

Yelu Yan could only respond with a "hmm."

The two walked side by side back to Khan Palace.

They hadn’t walked far before encountering a squad of patrolling soldiers who, upon seeing Yelu Yan and Li Xianyun, showed a flash of surprise on their faces and hastily knelt down, bending their arms in a salute, "We greet the Khan, we greet the Princess."

Yelu Yan responded with a faint "hmm."

The patrolling soldiers didn’t stand up until Yelu Yan and Li Xianyun were far gone.

One soldier said, "Did we anger the Khan? The way he looked at us was full of gloom, very frightening."

Another soldier, feeling the same, added, "And the Khan’s tone was particularly cold."

They recalled their conversation multiple times, unable to find any mistake, and this slightly eased their worries.

On the way back to the palace, Li Xianyun kept her eyelids lowered, enduring shy discomfort, her mind a little in disarray.

This was her first kiss, and she had no experience at all.

On the day before her nuptials, a palace Nanny had brought a picture book to her and explained the matters of men and women. She hadn’t really listened at the time.

For she knew that with her medical skills, she could avoid sharing a room with a man.

If she was pushed into a corner, she would simply take Youlan and flee, wandering from one place to another.

However, upon arriving in Khitan, Li Xianyun realized that Yelu Yan was a good person, who treated her with great respect, and he seemed not particularly interested in conjugal matters, so she let down her guard.

The conversation had drifted a bit off topic.

Li Xianyun somewhat regretted not listening more carefully to Nanny’s teachings, which was why she hadn’t known that a kiss could be like this:

It made her mind go blank, and a strange sensation flowed through her body. (The author comments: Even if she had listened carefully, she wouldn’t have heard Nanny speak of such things.)

That somewhat domineering deep kiss just now had stirred up ripples in her tranquil heart.

Could it be that Yelu Yan liked her?

How could that be possible?

The reason he kissed her must have been because the scenery was beautiful, and the atmosphere was right.

She hadn’t dodged it either, had she?

It was all because of the wine and the beautiful scenery.

It must be so.

Therefore, this kiss didn’t signify anything.

Didn’t it say in the picture books? Men can have intimate behavior with a woman even if they do not like her.

This was what Li Xianyun had secretly glimpsed from the picture books, and at the time, she had felt ashamed for peeking at forbidden books.

Now it appeared that it was a good thing she had read those books; otherwise, how would she know so much?

Yelu Yan watched Li Xianyun’s small face intently without blinking.

At first, she seemed lost in thought, then seemingly struck by some revelation, her expression suddenly cleared up like the sky after rain, and she seemed much more at ease.

Why was every expression of hers so adorable?

Looking at her vibrant small face, Yelu Yan chuckled and asked, "Xianxian, what are you thinking about?"

"Nothing much," Li Xianyun said softly.

Her gaze somehow fell upon his attractive lips.

In the dim light, his lips appeared unnaturally red and moist.

Li Xianyun’s face began to heat up again; she decided to calm her feelings by thinking about what the picture books had said.

The group had unconsciously arrived at the main building.

At the crossroads between the main hall and the side halls, Yelu Yan and Li Xianyun stopped.

Li Xianyun looked up at Yelu Yan and said, "Khan, your concubine will take her leave first."

"Wait," Yelu Yan looked down at her palm-sized small face and said, "About earlier..."

Li Xianyun looked up at him and said, "Khan, you don’t have to explain, your concubine understands."

Yelu Yan was pleased and smiled, "You have understood?"

Li Xianyun nodded firmly, "Mhm," and glanced back at Youlan and Zhuo Ma, who were all ears.

Youlan and Zhuo Ma were startled, paused for a moment, and hastily curtsied with a guilty conscience, "We will take our leave."

On the way out, the two exchanged glances and communicated through their eyes:

"It must have been your too-obvious eavesdropping that made the Princess Consort notice."

"How could it be me? It was you."

...

Seeing the two eavesdroppers leave, Li Xianyun looked up at Yelu Yan and said, "Khan, your concubine knows that you didn’t kiss her on purpose just now. You had drunk wine, and the scenery was so beautiful earlier that it’s normal for you to not have been able to resist."

After all, it’s not strange for a normal man to have urges.

And she hadn’t resisted either, had she?

It seemed the young girl had completely misunderstood his intentions, and Yelu Yan opened his mouth, intending to explain.