The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan
Chapter 231 Husband, do I have a grudge against you? (Second Update)

Chapter 231: 231 Husband, do I have a grudge against you? (Second Update)

Yelu Yan finished speaking and saw Li Xianyun gently nod her head.

She was so well-behaved and serene, so delicate and vulnerable, it made him want to let things take their own course, to bully her without restraint.

Malicious thoughts circled in his mind again, and his longing for Li Xianyun grew more blatant.

Yelu Yan forced himself back to the matter at hand and began recounting the day’s events to Li Xianyun.

"Xianxian, the reason your husband returned late today is because he was delayed in pursuing bandits."

Li Xianyun had already learned about the bandits’ rampant evil deeds from Huye’s wife.

Yelu Yan looked down at the woman in his arms and continued, "Tianshui County is on the frontier, surrounded by vast Gobi deserts, offering the bandits their opportunity. Wherever the bandits pass through, lives are devastated, and the people cannot sustain their living. Your husband must eradicate them. Today, I led men to follow the few clues we had to find traces of the bandits. We caught a few scattered bandits, but they bit their own tongues and committed suicide."

Li Xianyun looked up in surprise at the tall and handsome man before her, "These people are so ruthless, they’re not like ordinary bandits."

"Exactly, someone is using the identity of the bandits to plot a conspiracy."

Li Xianyun tried her best to suppress the worry in her heart, not wanting to pass these emotions on to Yelu Yan, "Husband, you must be careful in everything."

"Don’t worry," Yelu Yan kissed her cheek, "For your sake, your husband will also take care."

He was different now than before, previously a lone man, but now he had Li Xianyun, a home, and something to care about. He treasured his life greatly.

As he spoke, Yelu Yan sought Li Xianyun’s delicate and fragrant lips.

Li Xianyun knew that if she let Yelu Yan have his way, he would kiss her endlessly, but she still had something important to tell Yelu Yan.

Li Xianyun gently blocked Yelu Yan’s attractive lips with her slender white hand.

"Husband, today in the marketplace I met a woman whose husband and brother were taken by bandits while herding a month ago, and their whereabouts are still unknown."

The typical bandits would just rob and leave, not abduct two strong and healthy men, which was truly too suspicious.

Yelu Yan’s eyebrows slightly furrowed, and his deep tiger eyes flickered.

"It looks like the work they are doing requires a lot of labor, otherwise they wouldn’t abduct men."

Both of them were thinking along the same lines.

Li Xianyun pondered, "With so many people trying to hide in the vast Gobi desert, it’s inevitable they will leave some traces, making it easy to expose their location, unless..."

"Unless they are hiding underground," Yelu Yan said.

Li Xianyun nodded.

Yelu Yan’s face showed a look of surprise, and he messily nuzzled Li Xianyun’s face, muttering, "How can my Xianxian be so clever?"

And then he went on a frenzied spree of affectionate kisses.

Li Xianyun placed her hands on his sturdy chest, dodging backward with her head, "Husband, stop kissing, please, it’s all saliva."

Yelu Yan raised his head and looked down at the ungrateful woman in his arms, his face full of sorrow, "Do you disdain your husband?"

In matters of love between men and women, the one who loves more inevitably loses. Thus, Yelu Yan was always sentimental and fearful of loss.

Li Xianyun gently rubbed her cheeks, which ached from being kissed.

This man was increasingly revealing his true nature, uncontrollably savage—always in a burning rush as if he wanted to devour her.

Seeing Yelu Yan’s aggrieved expression, Li Xianyun laughed, "Of course not, how could I disdain you?"

"Then why don’t you want your husband to kiss you?"

Yelu Yan’s jawline tensed, what happened to the declarations of liking him? Now she wouldn’t even allow a kiss, saying it was all saliva, clearly not liking him at all.

They say a man’s mouth can lie like a ghost, but it’s the women who are truly skilled, luring him into happiness with sweet words and a crook of her finger, making him so joyful he nearly loses his soul.

Li Xianyun cupped Yelu Yan’s handsome, dark cheeks with both hands, gently rubbed them, and said with adoring indulgence, "There’s never a time I don’t want your kisses."

If men start being sentimental, they are truly more dreadful than women. She finally understood why men disliked clingy and sentimental women.

She now had a profound experience of it.

Seeing that Yelu Yan was about to say something, Li Xianyun had to resort to a "kiss" to solve the issue. There’s a saying, "One cannot serve with beauty for long," but it proved to be an immediately effective method.

She cradled Yelu Yan’s chiseled, handsome face, tilted her head up, and moved closer, pecking at him little by little, "Alright, alright, you can kiss me."

"But..."

Yelu Yan wanted to say that she wasn’t willing, yet Li Xianyun didn’t give him the chance. Instead, she imitated him, pressing her rosy, warm lips against his slightly parted mouth.

Yelu Yan’s desires were instantly aroused by the woman in his arms.

His breathing became heavier, and the next moment he clasped the back of Li Xianyun’s head and kissed her deeply, quickly turning the tables.

Li Xianyun was utterly defenseless; her small hands helplessly rested on his shoulders, then gradually clutched at his clothes.

After a while, Yelu Yan bent down and embraced her tightly as if to merge her into himself.

Li Xianyun gently placed her chin on his shoulder, breathing in the air.

Just now, this savage man had kissed her so dominantly that she could hardly breathe smoothly.

Taking advantage of the moment she exhaled, Li Xianyun said in a delicate voice, "My Lord, the day is getting late; you should go bathe and change your clothes."

Yelu Yan suddenly tightened his arms around her.

Li Xianyun could feel the rocky hardness of his pectoral muscles against her chest, yet she was soft, and it felt incredibly comfortable to be in his embrace.

Li Xianyun couldn’t help but let out a coy laugh.

Yelu Yan still embraced her neck, "What’s so funny?"

Li Xianyun’s every smile and frown always tugged at Yelu Yan’s heart, so he was always quick to notice any change in her.

"My Lord, do you have a grudge against me?" Li Xianyun laughed.

Yelu Yan raised his hand and rubbed her head, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Why do I always feel like you’re either trying to devour me or crush me into pieces?"

Only then did Yelu Yan loosen his arms, which had been tightly coiled around Li Xianyun. He looked down at her, his face wearing an ambiguously teasing smile, "Beauty is a feast for the eyes; haven’t you heard that?"

Li Xianyun watched him laugh.

Yelu Yan gazed downward at her blushing, delicate face with a burning look, the corners of his mouth lifted in a mischievous smile.

That expression was a bit dangerous. Li Xianyun timidly asked, "What is it?"

"When you mentioned bathing just now, does that mean..."

Li Xianyun’s face turned red at once, and she protested sweetly, "Don’t overthink it; that’s not what I meant."

Yelu Yan, looking at her adorable demeanor, couldn’t help but laugh out loud. He swiftly lifted Li Xianyun in his arms and hurried toward the bed.

Li Xianyun thought he was going to tease her again, but when they reached the bedside, he simply placed her on the bed and handed her a medical book from the table.

"I’m going to bathe. Don’t sleep; you must wait for me to return, okay?"

"Okay."

Yelu Yan raised his hand to rub the top of her almost dry hair, which would probably be completely dry by the time he returned.

"Such a good girl."