The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan
Chapter 178 You said you would be responsible to me (first update)

Chapter 178: 178 You said you would be responsible to me (first update)

Shulu Xi regarded Yelu Yan with a savoring look.

"Khan, you have seemed rather preoccupied these last few days, has something unpleasant happened with the Princess Consort?"

Yelu Yan truly wanted to hurl the book on the table at him and spoke in an indifferent voice, "Can’t you wish me any good?"

It seemed his disturbed spirit these past days had to do with the Princess Consort.

"Khan, although this humble official cannot claim to have known countless women, I have been acquainted with a few and do understand them to a certain extent. You may tell me what has transpired, and I can offer advice."

Yelu Yan’s gaze lowered to the memorial he was reading, concealing the turmoil in his eyes.

The issues of his past few days were not to be spoken of to anyone else, nor could they be.

He hadn’t lived together with Li Xianyun before, and it hadn’t seemed to matter.

Now that they were living together, he found his thoughts multiplying.

Each time her warmth was in his embrace, and her warm, fragrant breath caressed his neck, his spine would stiffen, his back would break out in a sweat, and his skin would burn like the flames of a summer’s day.

He couldn’t resist the urge to do something, yet he couldn’t bear to offend her.

But after all, he was a man in the prime of his life, robust with energy and strength, and it was hard not to react when provoked in such a way.

His longing for certain things increased, so intense it clawed at his heart and kept him from sleep.

At the same time, he felt a strong sense of guilt. After merely sharing a bed with Li Xianyun for two nights, his self-control, restraint, and desire for simplicity had gone to the dogs, so easily shattered.

Yelu Yan had not had a peaceful day in recent times.

Sleepless nights led to listless days, hence the impression that his mind was elsewhere.

Yelu Yan glanced down at the memorial, "There’s no need, I get along with the Princess Consort quite well."

Shulu Xi’s eyes twinkled with deeper amusement, "Then does Khan have time to listen to a story from this humble official?"

Yelu Yan, annoyed, looked up at him, "Speak if you have something to say. When did you become so womanly and prattling?"

He had grown up in a military camp, not without a certain roughness.

Shulu Xi watched Yelu Yan and slowly began to speak.

"A close friend of mine recently married a beautiful lady whom he adored. He treasured her so deeply that he feared he would melt her in his mouth or lose her from his hand. He was simple by nature and completely clueless about emotions. Always thinking there was plenty of time ahead, he believed things would fall into place naturally. So he cherished his love cautiously, not daring to step over any boundaries. But as time went on, the lady began to entertain thoughts that her husband didn’t love her, becoming sullen day by day. Seeing this, my friend thought he wasn’t doing enough and became even more polite and cautious. A rift grew between them, sharing a bed but dreaming different dreams, torturing each other. It was truly lamentable."

Yelu Yan listened intently and then said, "He’s different from me. I told Xianxian straightforwardly that I liked her, asking her to give me a chance."

Shulu Xi looked at Yelu Yan with surprise. Had he heard such a momentous secret?

Give him a chance?

The Khan’s love seemed so humble.

Was this the same imposing and decisive Khan he knew?

Yelu Yan came to his senses and cleared his throat, "What happened to your friend afterward?"

"Afterward, under the guidance of friends, my friend confessed his feelings, yet still remained cautious, not daring to overstep any boundaries. The two continued to be awkward with each other, living a life of mutual suspicion. Soon after, the lady’s childhood sweetheart came to visit, and she began to harbor other desires. Then, seeing the lady’s discontent, my friend had no choice but to make others happy, missing out on a beautiful relationship."

Yelu Yan let out a light "hmpf."

Seeing his reaction, Shulu Xi asked, "Does Khan think my friend was wrong?"

"It’s not about right or wrong. If your friend could let that lady go, it simply means he didn’t like her that much. If he truly liked her, he would have kept her by his side and done everything in his power to win her heart."

"True, it’s just that my friend was particularly dull, like a rock, never having feelings for a woman before. It’s only natural he didn’t know what to do when he suddenly fell for someone."

These words were somewhat obvious, and Shulu Xi coughed lightly.

"My friends and I all sighed for him. If he had just taken the initiative, spoken a few sweet words, he might have won his lady’s heart. Besides, my friend is quite handsome. If nothing else, seduction might have been an option."

Yelu Yan snorted lightly, "Enjoying the company of beauties, ultimately, does not last long."

Yelu Yan was someone whose feelings could not be read from his face and whose thoughts were difficult to fathom, but after so many years, Shulu Xi could still guess some of his thoughts.

"People always say that men love the beauty of women, but in truth, women also adore the handsomeness of men. There need to be some intimate contacts between men and women for the affection to climb and the relationship to advance rapidly."

Seeing Yelu Yan spacing out, Shulu Xi couldn’t help but curve his lips upwards, "Has Khan listened to what was said?"

Yelu Yan came back to his senses, annoyed and embarrassed, picked up a book, and threw it at him, "Listening to your nonsense for so long has wasted this Khan’s time, get out."

Shulu Xi laughed out loud, picked up the book, returned it to the desk, his eyes sparkling with stars, "Your subordinate will take his leave."

After Shulu Xi left, Yelu Yan was dazed for a good while.

...

Yelu Yan looked at Li Xianyun with an intense gaze, weighing his words, "Moreover, this Khan also wants to see you, wants to be with you."

His words touched Li Xianyun like a burning flame, turning her delicate white little face slightly red, her heart thumping wildly.

Seeing her not speaking, Yelu Yan asked, "Will you go to the Hall of Diligent Governance tomorrow? Hmm?"

His tone was so soft, it was filled with tenderness.

After Shulu Xi’s words, it was as if Yelu Yan had an epiphany, starting to think about seduction, "You said you would be responsible to this Khan, always avoiding me like this is not good."

"This consort is not avoiding you."

"Then will you go?"

"Hmm."

She had to be responsible, not to start chaos and then abandon it.

Youlan and Zhuo Ma, following behind, wished they could flee upon hearing the two’s conversation.

Were such intimate words meant for their ears?

As the two arrived at the main hall, Zhuo Ma and Youlan had the good sense not to follow them in.

Yelu Yan turned his head to look at Li Xianyun, "You must be tired from leaving the palace today, sit at the couch for a while."

"Hmm."

Li Xianyun walked over to the couch and settled herself, while Yelu Yan picked up the teapot to pour her water.

There were some pastries on the desk, and Li Xianyun picked up a piece of mung bean cake to eat.

Yelu Yan placed the water on her side and while raising his eyes, he saw a bit of mung bean paste at the corner of her mouth. Leaning across the table, the corners of his mouth curved upward, "How can you be like a child, turning into a little flower cat with that on your face?"

Li Xianyun chuckled lightly, her body leaning forward cooperatively, so docile and well-behaved that it was exceedingly endearing.

Yelu Yan used the pad of his finger to gently wipe her mouth corner. His rough fingertip unintentionally brushed over her soft, pink lips, triggering an indescribable desire.

The two of them froze solid from the motion.

Li Xianyun raised her eyes only to fall into a pair of burning deep pupils.

The two were inches apart, their breaths mingling, with Li Xianyun feeling her blood rush to her head and her palms sweating.

Yelu Yan gazed into her limpid eyes, and someone’s words rang in his head.

"Even if all else fails, seduction is also an option."

"Women also love the beauty of men."

Yelu Yan suppressed his heartbeat, slowly inching closer.