The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan -
Chapter 196 My lord, I want to discuss something with you (first update)
Chapter 196: 196 My lord, I want to discuss something with you (first update)
Li Xianyun kissed Yelu Yan and then opened her eyes only to collide with a pair of eyes deep like a pool and hot like fire.
When she kissed him just now, that person was smiling at her like this, never closing his eyes.
Li Xianyun felt both panicked and embarrassed, her face flushed, and her whole body was about to shrink back, but it was held in place by someone’s big hand at the back of her head, who kissed her back fiercely.
At the same time, Yelu Yan also used more strength in his hand to hold her tightly in his embrace.
"Uh..."
Li Xianyun couldn’t help but let out a soft moan.
Yelu Yan rolled and pressed upon her tender red lips.
Although she was without makeup, she had natural beauty, pure and clean like the snow lotus of Mount Tian, tugging at people’s heartstrings.
Yelu Yan held her tightly.
Li Xianyun kept her eyes gently closed, her pale hands gripping Yelu Yan’s soft clothes tightly, her knuckles turning faintly white.
Being so close to him, it was impossible not to notice something was amiss.
She had sensed something earlier but wasn’t quite sure; now it was hard to ignore these changes.
Li Xianyun was terrified like a little rabbit facing a fierce beast, her body stiff and a layer of sweat on her back. She wanted to dodge, but Yelu Yan, evidently beyond self-control, would not allow her to escape, kissing her, overpowering her.
Yelu Yan kissed her lips, her earlobes, not in a gentle manner but with an impatient roughness.
All this while, he had treasured Li Xianyun, handling her with care and tenderness, but after all, he was just a rugged man used to leading soldiers and fighting bloody battles.
In a state of lost control, his true nature was revealed.
When Yelu Yan reached her earlobes, he gently bit her tender flesh.
Li Xianyun was terrified. How could he do this?
She kept her eyes lightly closed, crying out in alarm, as if her blood was boiling, her skin scorching hot.
She called out helplessly, "Husband."
Yelu Yan, while kissing and nibbling her, also grunted in response, as a form of comfort.
His feverish kisses hurriedly fell upon her white and slender neck, landing on her shoulders.
...
After a while, Li Xianyun felt a coolness at her chest, and the situation seemed about to spiral out of control, "Husband, don’t..."
Her voice trembled severely.
Yelu Yan abruptly stopped, calmed down for a moment, and eventually lifted his head while removing his hand, sighing softly and holding her tightly in his arms.
She was so frail and slender, thin enough for him to wrap her entirely with one arm.
Yet she was also so voluptuous.
The contradictory attributes of frailty and voluptuousness were perfectly united in Li Xianyun.
Li Xianyun lay on Yelu Yan’s robust shoulder, panting but not daring to move, aware that even a slight movement in their current position could be dangerous.
She had thought she wouldn’t be able to avoid it.
Yelu Yan was so strong and skilled at kissing, so seductively entrancing, that she didn’t know what would happen if he didn’t stop.
But in the end, Yelu Yan was affectionate towards her. He said he wouldn’t force her to do anything, and he truly didn’t, even in moments of excruciating torment and struggle for self-restraint.
Yelu Yan held her tightly, their necks intertwined in an embrace, and he gently kissed her nape, treating her like the most treasured beloved, with utmost care and deep appreciation.
"Don’t be afraid; it was my fault just now."
Li Xianyun shook her head and said softly, "You did nothing wrong; it’s just that I wasn’t ready. It’s my fault."
Yelu Yan, kissing her earlobe, murmured, "No, I was just too impatient."
After a long time, Yelu Yan finally calmed down while holding her, no longer as rough.
Yelu Yan, embracing her, slowly lay down, securing Li Xianyun in his arms.
He was so strong, and Li Xianyun was like a little chick, completely at his mercy.
Yelu Yan lowered his head to smooth out her wrinkled and gaping clothes, smiling at her with an unabashed adoration.
Li Xianyun gently bit her lip, her face feeling hot, and her lips a bit swollen, she must have looked quite disheveled.
Yet Yelu Yan’s gaze was so unabashedly improper.
Under his scrutiny, Li Xianyun finally became embarrassed and lifted her fair little hand to push at Yelu Yan’s chin.
His chin was hot, with the prickle of a newly grown stubble, tickling her palm.
"Don’t look at me," she said.
Yelu Yan caught her little hand and held it in his, rubbing it with his thumb. "Your husband is truly pitiful," he said.
Li Xianyun looked at him reproachfully. "How are you pitiful?"
"To think a man can’t even taste his own woman, let alone look at her, has there ever been a man as pitiable as your husband? I even pity myself," he said.
"Can’t taste"? Was that even something a person would say?
Li Xianyun’s eyes curved in a smile, "Aren’t you embarrassed to say such things?"
Yelu Yan moved closer to her petite face.
Li Xianyun shrank back, looking at him shyly, "What are you doing?"
"There are more embarrassing things I could say, if you like? Would you like to hear them?" he teased.
Li Xianyun withdrew her hand from his palm to hit him, wondering when she had failed to notice his lack of propriety.
Indeed, a man without clothes was a different sight from one fully dressed.
Yelu Yan pretended to be in pain from her hit, letting out a light hiss.
Li Xianyun sat up straight, asking with concern, "Are you hurt?"
"Mm."
"Let me have a look."
As Li Xianyun began to undo Yelu Yan’s clothing, she quickly revealed his solid chest, hard as stone.
From the corner of her eye, Li Xianyun could see Yelu Yan’s white teeth flashing as he smiled so happily, clearly not injured in the slightest, and it was obvious he was teasing her.
Realizing this, Li Xianyun, flustered and angry, turned her back to him, "I’m ignoring you now."
Yelu Yan closed the distance and wrapped his arms around her, pressing his handsome cheek against her little face.
Her delicate face was pale, contrasting starkly with his dark skin.
"I am to blame, I shouldn’t have teased you. Don’t be mad," he said.
The two were wearing only thin robes; what could possibly go unnoticed?
Someone was already conspicuously aroused.
Li Xianyun quickly turned around and nestled into his embrace, not daring to look him in the eye.
Yelu Yan’s gaze remained fixed on her, unshielded. Although she was still young, someday she would have to understand the differences between men and women.
He would teach her patiently.
After a while, when Li Xianyun felt calmer, she raised her hand to play with Yelu Yan’s shirt collar, focusing her gaze on a black mole on his collarbone and wondering what it would feel like to touch it.
But she dared not reach out; having just escaped from a fiery ordeal, she wasn’t eager to go back in.
"Husband, I have something I’d like to discuss with you," she ventured.
"What is it?" Yelu Yan’s voice was somewhat hoarse.
Li Xianyun sat up from his embrace, small as she was, nestled in the crook of his arm.
"Husband, I’d like to go to the Border Market to have a look," she said.
Surprise flickered across Yelu Qi’s eyes, followed by an indecipherable expression as he closely watched her, waiting for an explanation.
"I had people make lots of candied fruit and raisins that I’d like to sell to Houliang and Houtang through the Border Market. I want to explore the idea, see if it’s feasible. I’ll come back after finishing the business, it’ll take about seven or eight days, is that okay with you?" she asked.
Seeing that Yelu Yan was late to answer and only kept staring at her, a drum beat of anxiety began to throb in Li Xianyun’s heart.
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