The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan
Chapter 180 How does it matter to be a foolish ruler for once? (First watch/update)

Chapter 180: 180 How does it matter to be a foolish ruler for once? (First watch/update)

Li Xianyun had always suspected that Yelu Yan had someone secretly protect her.

She hadn’t been in Khitan long before Yelu Yan had already experienced two assassination attempts, which suggested that following him was quite dangerous.

Yet these days, she hadn’t encountered any obstacles when going out of the palace, except for the Ninth Prince’s deliberate act, the reason was obvious.

Now that she had verification, a warm current seemed to flow through Li Xianyun’s heart, "So, when your concubine said she wanted to go out of the palace to do business, you agreed without hesitation?"

"Mmh."

Seeing that she had finished the pastries, Yelu Yan picked up the cup of water from the table and brought it to her lips.

Li Xianyun reached out to take the cup.

"Let me feed you."

Li Xianyun had no choice but to drink two sips of water from the cup in his hand.

"Not drinking anymore?"

"Mmh."

Yelu Yan put the cup back on the table.

"I want you to be happy, to do what you want to do. You are my woman, and it is my duty to have the Hidden Guard protect you, so don’t think it’s a trouble for me. Anything about you, will never be a trouble for me, understand?"

Li Xianyun’s eyes, like autumn waters, shimmered, and she said with emotion, "Khan, you are really good to your concubine."

Yelu Yan’s lips curled up, "Still calling me Khan, isn’t it time to change the way you address me?"

Li Xianyun gave him a glance and looked away, smiling without saying a word.

Yelu Yan leaned in, gently rubbing his forehead against hers, coaxing patiently, "Say it, let me hear it. Your husband wants to hear."

Li Xianyun bit her lip gently, her lips parting lightly, "My husband."

When she was outside the palace, she often called him this, so it wasn’t difficult to say.

But upon hearing it, someone became extremely excited, sighed deeply, and suddenly pulled her into a passionate kiss.

Li Xianyun was startled by this sudden kiss and couldn’t help but let out a soft "mm."

The person became even more excited upon hearing this.

He had always wanted to tease her, missing her during the day, wanting her more in the evening, and even dreaming of her at night.

Now he finally had his chance.

By the time Li Xianyun realized what was happening, her small head was already held by a large hand. She had to tilt her head back, enduring the onslaught of Yelu Yan’s kisses like a storm.

Her small hand helplessly grasped his robe, only to be caught by his large hand and placed around his neck.

Li Xianyun resigned herself to wrapping her arms around his neck.

With her hands no longer hindering him, Yelu Yan’s strong, powerful arms hugged her tight to his chest.

He held her so tightly, her bosom pressing against him, he must have been able to feel the difference between a man and a woman.

At that thought, Li Xianyun felt her face and the tips of her ears burning hot like fire.

Yet she didn’t resist, but instead wished Yelu Yan would hold her even tighter.

Excitement, agitation, and a sense of downfall enveloped her completely.

In the end, she was a fallen woman, a flirtatious woman.

As tenderness approached, Li Xianyun willingly parted her lips and unknowingly let out a soft "mm", her thick eyelashes trembling intensely.

...

The two of them tangled together until it got dark, and when Zhuo Ma called from outside for dinner, Yelu Yan was burying his head in her neck, his large hands tightly holding her slender back.

His hair brushed against her ear and cheek, tickling and delighting her so much that her delicate eyebrows knitted lightly.

Zhuo Ma, standing outside the main hall, hesitated for a long time before finally bowing respectfully, "Reporting to the Khan, and to the Princess Consort, the evening meal is prepared. The Imperial Noble Consort invites you to dine."

Li Xianyun opened her mouth to respond, "Okay."

But her throat was so hoarse that no sound came out; she had to clear her throat and raise her voice, "I know, mm..."

That sound was not quiet.

Li Xianyun suddenly hugged the mischievous head in her neck.

Youlan, standing outside, heard the strange noise and asked with concern, "My lord, are you alright?"

"No, I’m fine!"

Zhuo Ma beside her gently tapped her, whispering with a smile, "The Khan is inside, what could possibly be wrong?"

Youlan drew in a breath and looked at Zhuo Ma with a smile in her eyes, "You mean..."

"What else could they be doing in there so long?"

Youlan had a sudden look of realization.

Li Xianyun lifted her head, pushing at the head nestled in her neck, "It’s time for dinner."

"I am having dinner," mumbled Yelu Yan.

Li Xianyun’s ears rang with a deep rumble, sensing that this person, like her, was a potential Dengtuzi.

"Grandmother sent someone to call for you."

"It doesn’t matter."

Li Xianyun inhaled a cool breath, her eyes squinting, "Uh... my husband..."

She said, pushing him gently with her little hands.

Yelu Yan had no choice but to move back to her lips, along her swan-like neck.

"Uh..."

Li Xianyun let out a soft moan.

Their entwined kiss seemed endless.

Li Xianyun steeled her heart and turned her head to one side.

Yelu Yan turned his own head to continue the passion from before.

Li Xianyun had no choice but to pat his shoulder, and only then did Yelu Yan kiss her fiercely once more before slowly lifting his head.

His lips were bright and moist, and his eyes dark and profound, carrying an unusual expression.

Li Xianyun reached up to fix her fallen clothes on her shoulder, gently closing them. She gazed at him, "Let’s go, or we’ll arouse suspicion."

Saying this, without waiting for Yelu Yan to respond, she began to slide off his lap.

Someone enveloped her from behind, hugging her soft belly and slender waist. His slightly stubbled chin gently rested on her lean and pretty shoulder.

How had Li Xianyun not realized before that Yelu Yan was so clingy? Like adhering plaster, impossible to shake off.

"We really have to go now."

Yelu Yan whispered hot breath into her ear, "Don’t you want to kiss me?"

Li Xianyun shrank her neck, scorching words making her dare not to reply, "Let’s go."

"Answer me." The person behind her nagged like a big puppy.

Li Xianyun could only coax him, "I do. Let go."

Knowing him, he hugged her even tighter, his solid chest pressing closer.

Li Xianyun’s back tensed up, her body flushing with warmth, "Let go quickly."

Yelu Yan buried his head in the fragrant crook of her neck, "I want you to kiss me."

Li Xianyun could only placate him, "Alright, alright, I’ll kiss you, okay? How about we wait until bedtime?"

Yelu Yan had been waiting for just that promise.

He feared that, after the kiss, she would deny it ever happened.

"Okay."

His hands still didn’t loosen, "Don’t you want to fix your makeup?"

"Mm."

Li Xianyun pursed her rosy lips. She had been in a tangle with Yelu Yan for so long that her hair was a mess, and her clothes were crumpled beyond recognition, making exiting out of the question.

"I’ll carry you there."

Saying so, Yelu Yan swept Li Xianyun into his arms and walked towards the dressing table in the inner room.

All the while, his gaze was fixed on her delicate face.

Li Xianyun felt somewhat embarrassed, raised her hand, and pushed his face away. Yet, as soon as she let go, he looked back at her with a smile.

After several attempts, Li Xianyun saw that his gaze was unshakable and gave up, murmuring in a low voice, "You look especially like a foolish emperor right now."

A... purposeful foolish emperor.

Yelu Yan chuckled, "Embraced in warmth, with a beauty by my side, what does it hurt to play the fool for once?"

Li Xianyun shot him a sidelong glance, "Minister Xiao should really rein you in."

Yelu Yan looked down at her, the corners of his mouth holding a smile, "In this world, apart from you, nobody can control me."

Li Xianyun let out a soft "humph."

"Oh? Don’t believe me?"

The smile deepened in Yelu Yan’s eyes.

Li Xianyun pouted, "Then why did you keep kissing me when I told you to stop?"

Moreover, the kisses had grown increasingly bold.

"Passion overwhelms, beyond my control."

Li Xianyun really wanted to call him shameless but thinking about what heated words he might have next, she decided to hold her tongue.

She couldn’t help but wonder: What’s with him? He suddenly seemed like a different person, shamelessly flirtatious.