The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan
Chapter 273 My Lord, meeting you is also my good fortune (second update)

Chapter 273: 273 My Lord, meeting you is also my good fortune (second update)

If Yelu Yan had known that Li Xianyun had the intention to cajole him, he would have feigned anger even if it killed him; such a pleasant thing he had then missed.

Seeing the odd expression on Li Xianyun’s face, Yelu Yan pecked her cheek and laughed, "What’s the matter?"

"Nothing," Li Xianyun raised her hand to wrap around Yelu Yan’s thick neck and shook it gently, speaking softly and sweetly, "My husband is the best."

"As long as you know."

The party entered Shangjing just as the sky began to darken. Because of the rumors she’d heard about Shangjing, Li Xianyun paid more attention to it.

She lifted the curtain to look outside where there were very few pedestrians on the street, and signs of houses burned down, indicating the rebellion had been no small affair; otherwise, Shulu Xi wouldn’t have hurried to call Yelu Yan back to Shangjing so urgently.

As they say, one general’s success is built on ten thousand bones. The throne of a kingdom is even more so, established upon the blood of many.

Although she was aware of this, she couldn’t help but feel sympathy for the commoners who were victims of the rebellion.

Yelu Yan followed her gaze and, with parted lips, said, "I’ve instructed Shulu Xi to comfort the victims. The Imperial Court will provide ample consolation money to those families who have really suffered losses."

Li Xianyun responded with a "Hmm."

But this made Yelu Yan start to worry; she pinched Li Xianyun’s soft, tender hand.

Li Xianyun turned to look at him, puzzled.

Yelu Yan stared unblinkingly at her. In the dim light of the carriage, her small palm-sized face was unspeakably beautiful.

"Xian’er, do you think your husband is very cruel?"

"No, I just feel sorry for the innocent people who were harmed."

Yelu Yan’s lips moved but he didn’t explain. The deaths of these commoners were not directly his fault, but they were nonetheless indirectly caused by him.

Yelu Qi had even gone so far as to capture many innocent commoners to coerce him.

They say wars should not touch civilians; Yelu Qi truly couldn’t be more despicable.

After this incident, Yelu Qi’s mask of false compassion was completely torn away.

The commoners cursed Yelu Qi as a hypocrite without exception.

Yelu Yan had always had a good reputation in Khitan. Now, in order to save the innocent people, he was continuously negotiating with Yelu Qi.

The stark difference in their character was apparent to all, and people realized even more deeply that Yelu Yan was a good king who cared about his people.

In this battle, Yelu Qi suffered a total defeat.

Seeing the look of guilt on Yelu Yan’s face, Li Xianyun laid her head on his shoulder and looked up at him, "My husband, I know many things you do are for the good of the people, and you don’t wish to see any of them come to harm. But the world is unpredictable; this is not your fault."

Yelu Yan hadn’t expected Li Xianyun to come comfort him. His heart felt much better, and he looked down at her, "Xian’er, Heaven must have pitied me, which is why you were sent to my side."

Li Xianyun rested in the crook of his arm, stroking his slightly stubbled chin with her hand, and looking deeply into his tiger eyes, she said with emotion, "My husband, meeting you is also my good fortune."

Yelu Yan had never dared to hope to hear such words from Li Xianyun’s mouth. Hearing her sweet words now made his heart soar.

Yelu Yan first gazed down at her lovely eyes, then his gaze fell on her now swollen, reddened lips from their kissing.

Throughout the journey in the carriage, apart from talking, they were kissing.

This was also the first time Li Xianyun realized that kissing could last for such a long time.

Yelu Yan slowly bowed his head and captured her tender lips with his, grinding and turning, accompanied by the soft moans of Li Xianyun.

Yelu Yan became even more unrestrained, lifting his hand to pinch her lovely chin.

Li Xianyun had no choice but to part her lips, and his devouring became even more intense and hurried.

"Mmm..."

As Li Xianyun moaned, her hand slowly grasped Yelu Yan’s clothes on his shoulder, her knuckles turning a faint white, making her hands seem even more delicate and tender.

The group quickly entered the Imperial Palace, and the carriage came to a steady stop in front of the entrance to the Khan Palace.

Yelu Yan scooped Li Xianyun up in his arms.

Li Xianyun protested, "My husband, there are people all around, let me down."

"Please, my husband." Yelu Yan liked to watch her act coquettishly.

"No."

"Then let’s go," Yelu Yan said as he picked up Li Xianyun, ready to move forward.

Li Xianyun had no choice but to kick her small legs and softly surrender, "Okay, okay, okay."

The corners of Yelu Yan’s mouth held a thick smile as he leisurely watched her, waiting.

However, being stared at by him like that, Li Xianyun moved her lips but found she couldn’t spit out the cheesy words.

She placed her little head on his solid shoulder, her crown of hair leaning against his thick neck, "My lord, you are the best."

Her voice was soft and tender, pulling at the strings with a touch of honey, which Yelu Yan utterly enjoyed.

Despite this, he still carried Li Xianyun off the horse carriage, climbed the steps, and entered the Khan Palace.

Looking up at him, Li Xianyun asked, "My lord, would you have carried me down whether I asked or not?"

"Mhm."

"Bad guy."

"I want to hold you every moment, to be glued to you. I don’t want to deprive myself, so it is only better that they adapt sooner."

His words were quite assertive.

Li Xianyun let Yelu Yan carry her as they walked through the vast Khan Palace.

Upon seeing Li Xianyun return, the Palace Attendants were as jubilant as if it were a festival, each kneeling to pay their respects.

Li Xianyun looked around; the Khan Palace was just as she left it.

It was dark now, so she couldn’t see the flowers and vegetables’ growth and would have to wait until tomorrow.

Somehow, Li Xianyun had come to regard this place as her home, and on her journey, this was the place she wanted to return to the most.

When they neared the main building, Li Xianyun saw Yaduo’s personal maid.

The maid, overjoyed upon seeing Li Xianyun, bowed to the two of them and hurried into the main building.

Li Xianyun heard her loud voice.

"Master, master, the princess is back!!"

If Li Xianyun wasn’t mistaken, Yaduo would be coming out soon.

Thinking this, Li Xianyun struggled to get down.

But Yelu Yan stubbornly refused to let her go, "Grandmother would be too happy to see us being so affectionate to be upset."

Li Xianyun blushed and looked at him, "In front of the elderly, intimate behavior is not proper, don’t you know?"

Seeing Yelu Yan still wouldn’t let her down, Li Xianyun resorted to acting coy.

She pressed her little face against Yelu Yan’s chest, gazing up at him with wide eyes, "My lord, let me down, please."

Yelu Yan’s abdominal muscles tensed, and for some reason, he recalled scenes of Li Xianyun pleading for mercy in their bedchamber.

She wouldn’t let him leave, saying they could take Contraceptive Soup afterward.

He wouldn’t have it – he’d rather endure himself than let his woman harm her health by taking Contraceptive Soup.

Back then, she was enchantingly radiant; now, Li Xianyun was adorably playful.

Either way, she tugged fiercely at his heartstrings, trapping him in a paradise of tenderness from which he couldn’t escape.

Yelu Yan finally set Li Xianyun down with a flushed face; indeed, blushing could come from such a rush of blood.

As soon as Li Xianyun touched the ground, Yaduo emerged with a beaming smile, "Dear girl, you’ve finally come back."

Li Xianyun smiled as she walked over, placing her small hand in Yaduo’s gaunt palm, "Grandmother, Xianxian missed you."

Yelu Yan felt a twinge of jealousy; she hadn’t said that to him – he had had to coax it out of her.