The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan
Chapter 230 It feels really good to have someone waiting (first update)

Chapter 230: 230 It feels really good to have someone waiting (first update)

Li Xianyun intended to bathe in the inner chamber.

The residence was unlike the Khan Palace; there was no dedicated bathing Erfang, and in Tianshui County, she had deliberately concealed her identity as a woman, which made it inconvenient to freely move in and out with her hair undone.

Li Xianyun asked Youlan and Zhuo Ma to open two screens, shielding the bath tub from view so she wouldn’t have to worry about being seen.

Li Xianyun had just removed her clothes and soaked in the warm water when she heard Yelu Yan’s magnetic voice.

"Where is the princess consort?"

Zhuo Ma’s voice then followed, "Reporting to Khan, the princess consort is in the inner chamber."

Li Xianyun’s face grew slightly hot, shrinking into the faintly steaming hot water as she listened to the movements outside.

In fact, the two had already seen each other openly; they’d seen what they ought to and ought not to see, and even often engaged in more intimate acts. If he were to come in, there really wouldn’t be anything to hide.

But still, being seen like this was very embarrassing.

When Yelu Yan entered the inner chamber, Zhuo Ma and Youlan immediately showed tact and closed the door from the outside.

They exchanged glances and waited at an even farther distance.

Upon entering, Yelu Yan smelled the faint fragrance and called out, "Xianxian."

He hadn’t seen her all day and missed her every moment.

As soon as he returned to the residence, he came looking for her.

Having passed through several archways, Yelu Yan saw the screen surrounded by the bed and paused, touching his nose, "Xianxian."

Whether it was out of shyness, the effect of the steam, or a combination of both, Li Xianyun’s fair skin was tinged with pink as she softly "hmm"ed.

"My lord, you haven’t eaten, have you? Your meal has been warmed up, why don’t you go have some?"

This was her way of asking him to leave.

Yelu Yan’s smile deepened at the corners of his mouth, like a flirtatious man with unruly desires. He did not want to leave, but he still said, "Alright."

He paused for a moment before stepping out of the inner chamber and closing the door behind him.

Li Xianyun bit her lip slightly; he still respected her very much.

After eating in the main hall and quickly freshening up, Yelu Yan hurried back to the inner chamber to find his woman.

Upon entering, he saw Li Xianyun sitting in front of the dressing table, drying her hair.

Li Xianyun turned to look at the tall and imposing man.

He was not injured and appeared as robust as ever, which made her breathe a sigh of relief.

While in the palace, she hadn’t felt anything amiss, but now outside, amidst unfamiliar people and environments, with so many wanting to assassinate him, Yelu Yan’s late return had truly worried Li Xianyun.

Li Xianyun then realized, not knowing since when, Yelu Yan had wriggled into her heart like an eel.

She finally acknowledged that she did like Yelu Yan—otherwise, why would she worry about him, to the point of being too anxious to attend to anything else?

After clarifying her feelings, Li Xianyun felt an unprecedented joy in her heart.

The person you like also happens to like you; what a blissful thing it is.

Li Xianyun turned back to continue drying her hair with a towel, "My lord, why did you come back so late today?"

As she spoke, Yelu Yan had already come behind her and bent down to embrace her from the back.

She was so fragile, fragile enough to break with just a little force.

Yelu Yan buried his handsome cheek against her tender, fair neck, his warm lips pressing against her smooth skin as he greedily and deeply inhaled, murmuring foolishly with a smile, "Xianxian, you smell so good."

His newly sprouted stubble was somewhat prickly, ticklish.

Li Xianyun dodged to one side and said softly, "My lord, I’m speaking to you."

Yelu Yan still held her, turning his head to look at her with a smile, "Worried?"

"Yes," Li Xianyun admitted generously. Since she liked him, she wanted him to know, so he wouldn’t have to keep guessing.

Yelu Yan’s smile was exceptionally intense as he held her in his arms and seated her on his lap. He asked in all seriousness yet full of anticipation, "Xianxian, do you like your husband a little bit now?"

Li Xianyun watched him smile but said nothing.

This made Yelu Yan anxious, his lips turned upward, "What are you smiling at, hurry up and tell me."

Li Xianyun smiled and made an "Mmm" sound.

Yelu Yan was very happy with this response, but he wanted to confirm it once more.

"What does ’Mmm’ mean?"

Li Xianyun no longer teased him, her lips carried a tender smile, "’Mmm’ means that I like you."

Yelu Yan didn’t expect Li Xianyun to say such words, he was stunned for a moment and then a joy as vast as a tidal wave enveloped him.

Li Xianyun saw how Yelu Yan’s face turned instantly flushed with excitement, even his ears were red.

She had seen Yelu Yan with a flushed face before, not just once. When he was intimately close with her, barely holding back his impulses, his face would turn deeply red.

However, this was the first time she had seen his face turn such a deep crimson red so instantaneously.

He was smiling so happily, his eyes almost forming a slit, revealing two rows of white, neat teeth, seemingly overjoyed and somewhat at a loss.

Li Xianyun’s fair, delicate face was slightly pink as she looked at him and chuckled, "Silly."

It was clear to see, he really loved her.

Yelu Yan tried to speak with a smile, but found himself so excited and agitated that his mouth was dry and his voice hoarse, making it difficult to produce sound.

He swallowed hard and then laughed, "Indeed, your husband is a fool, happy like one too."

Yelu Yan lifted Li Xianyun’s small hand, kissed it gently at the mouth, blushed, and smiled, "Xianxian, do you know, your husband has never been this happy before."

Li Xianyun looked at him, his deep eyes seemed to be hiding starlight, extraordinarily bright.

"Xianxian, your husband will treat you well."

This was an oath as well as a promise; he wanted to treat Li Xianyun well for all eternity, to treat her well even if it meant sacrificing his own life.

Li Xianyun gently rested her head on his sturdy shoulder and smiled sweetly, "I know."

Yelu Yan heavily kissed the top of her head, then turned his face and nuzzled it against her little head.

Li Xianyun’s voice was soft as she said, "Husband, why did you come back so late today?"

She really wanted to know, for she had been waiting for his return since nightfall.

"I was held back by some official duties," he explained.

Yelu Yan saw that Li Xianyun suddenly became very quiet. He lowered his head to look at her and, seeing her distracted appearance, his lips curled up slightly as he cooed, "Not happy? Your husband will come back earlier next time, okay?"

He thought that Li Xianyun was unhappy because he hadn’t been there to accompany her.

Li Xianyun looked up at him, "I know you’re busy with official duties."

"Then why are you unhappy, huh?"

"I know you are afraid to worry me, unwilling to tell me the truth, but I want to know where you went so that I don’t have to worry at home."

The last part of her sentence thrilled Yelu Yan. The happiness he felt today came both suddenly and fiercely, leaving him somewhat at a loss.

Yelu Yan pressed a kiss into the back of Li Xianyun’s neck.

"Mmm..."

Li Xianyun was forced to tilt her head back and let out a soft "Mmm," her thick eyelashes trembling violently.

After a lingering kiss, Yelu Yan pecked softly a few times on Li Xianyun’s reddened lips before raising his head and gazing at her with infatuation.

"Alright, your husband promises you, from now on, no matter where I go, I will tell you, but you must not worry. Your husband will be alright," he assured her.

The feeling of having someone waiting for him to come home, worrying about his safety, was indeed wonderful.