The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan
Chapter 278 Did I Wake You Up? (First Update)

Chapter 278: 278 Did I Wake You Up? (First Update)

Li Xianyun soon fell asleep, but when she was in a drowsy state, a chill came over her.

She moved her spread legs in confusion, "Husband."

But someone stopped her movement.

Yelu Yan lifted his head and looked at her, "You sleep, your husband will apply some medicine for you."

He had been too indulgent today, so much so that he injured her. Applying some medicine at night would make it feel better the next day.

After saying that, Yelu Yan continued to lean over and apply the medicine.

Li Xianyun turned her head away and softly bit her lips, gripping the quilt tightly—how could she possibly sleep with him doing this?

Yelu Yan applied the medicine very carefully and delicately until he noticed something unusual. Lifting his head, he saw Li Xianyun with her eyelids half-closed, her little face already a bright red, appearing barely able to endure.

Yelu Yan’s mouth curved into a big arc, he arranged her clothes properly, stoppered the medicine bottle, and leaned over to peck her lips a few times, laughing, "Did I wake you up?"

"Mhm."

Yelu Yan kissed her lips again, "You’ve always been bashful, if your husband applied medicine while you were awake, you certainly would not consent. So, I took the opportunity while you were asleep."

With her face red, Li Xianyun hummed an acknowledgment and saw that the screen in front of the bed had been put away, the bathing tub was still placed there, but the water stains next to it had been cleaned up, and there was no longer that embarrassing smell in the air.

Yelu Yan looked at her with a smile, "Your husband cleaned up pretty well, doesn’t he? Are you satisfied, my lady?"

Li Xianyun looked at him and smiled, "Satisfied."

As she spoke, she wanted to turn onto her side, maintaining a lying-flat position was a bit tiring.

However, as soon as she moved her legs, her delicate eyebrows slightly furrowed.

Yelu Yan quickly placed his hand on Li Xianyun’s shoulder and gently patted it, just like treating a child, tender and full of deep concern.

"Are you uncomfortable?"

Li Xianyun gave him a sidelong glance, this handsome man before her was no better than a beast in clothing, impressive and formidable when dressed, but so difficult and unrestrained in her presence.

"It is all this husband’s fault."

He appeared strong and steely, naturally dominant and masculine, yet he was speaking the most humble words.

This great contrast gave a sense of disjunction and could easily soften a person’s heart.

"Husband, it is late, you should rest early."

"Alright."

He rose to wash his hands and walked towards the bed.

Seeing that Li Xianyun was avoiding his gaze, he asked, "What’s wrong?"

Her face flushed, Li Xianyun said, "It’s nothing."

Yelu Yan thought of her gaze from earlier and looked down at himself, his clothes were sloppily draped over his body, revealing a large expanse of chest, his muscles solid and hard like stone.

He immediately understood why Li Xianyun was blushing, walked straight to the bed, kicked off his shoes, and climbed onto it.

Li Xianyun could distinctly feel the bed shake violently.

This man was as strong as a wild beast.

Would the bed collapse if they engaged in reckless acts on it in the future?

Li Xianyun startled herself with this thought—she had a bit of a masochistic temperament.

Yelu Yan had made her cry, yet she actually still wanted to be with him...

Yelu Yan lay beside Li Xianyun, snuggling up to her, and stretched out his long arm to pull Li Xianyun into his embrace.

He took one of her soft, white hands and placed it on his chest.

Although they were extremely intimate, it was always Yelu Yan who took the initiative; she had barely ever touched him.

His chest was indeed very hard.

Embarrassed, Li Xianyun wanted to withdraw her hand, but Yelu Yan covered her small hand with his own, not allowing her to shrink back.

Yelu Yan looked down at her and smiled, "I am yours, if you like to look, then look, if you want to touch, then touch, there’s no need to shy away."

This was regarding her blushing at the sight of his chest.

"I don’t know what you’re talking about."

Li Xianyun said as she tried to withdraw her hand, but Yelu Yan wouldn’t let her.

Li Xianyun had no choice but to give up.

Yelu Yan kissed her smooth, porcelain-like forehead and softly said, "Go to sleep, okay?"

"Mm."

Li Xianyun had not slept well and fell asleep shortly after closing her eyes. By the time she woke up, the daylight was already three poles high.

She got up and stretched lazily.

The medicine Yelu Yan had applied the day before made her feel much less pain and much more comfortable.

Li Xianyun straightened her clothes and put on her shoes, "Youlan, Zhuo Ma."

The two had been waiting outside. Hearing her voice, they quickly came in with the washing utensils, just as Li Xianyun was looking for clothes in the wardrobe.

Li Xianyun was selecting clothes. "It’s already so late, why didn’t you wake me up?"

Zhuo Ma said with a smile, "The Khan specifically instructed when he left to let you rest well and by no means to disturb you."

Who would dare to disobey their wise and martial Khan?

Youlan set things down and approached the wardrobe, "My lady, let me help you..."

...find clothes.

Her voice abruptly stopped when she saw several mottled marks on Li Xianyun’s neck.

Li Xianyun, seeing her strange expression, asked, "What’s wrong?"

"No, nothing."

Li Xianyun walked over to the copper mirror, puzzled, and along the way noticed Zhuo Ma’s gaze was also strange.

Sitting down in front of the copper mirror, Li Xianyun realized what had happened.

There were several conspicuous petal-shaped marks on her porcelain white neck, obvious signs of how they came to be.

No wonder their looks were so odd just now.

Li Xianyun’s face grew hotter by the second; she quickly pulled up the collar of her clothes, but the more she tried to cover, the more obvious they became, much like the saying "thieves who try to hide their plunder only draw more attention to it."

Li Xianyun’s lips parted slightly, "You may leave; your attendance is not needed."

"Yes."

Zhuo Ma spoke up, "My lady, the Princely Heir heard of your return and came early in the morning. He’s been waiting for quite some time now."

The plump little child had come.

After such a long time not seeing him, she indeed missed him a bit.

"Tell the Princely Heir I will be there shortly."

"Yes."

The moment the door closed behind them, Li Xianyun gently tugged at her collar; she knew about the marks on her chest, but she hadn’t expected there to be so many on her neck. How could she face anyone like this?

Li Xianyun miserably rummaged through the wardrobe for suitable attire while grumbling.

She wasn’t picking for style now, but for a garment that could cover the red marks.

After much difficulty, she found a high-collared outfit, but it was quite form-fitting, emphasizing her curves in a way that wouldn’t escape notice. If Yelu Yan knew, she couldn’t imagine the look on his face.

She still remembered walking with Yelu Yan in the marketplace, the way people assessed her from top to bottom, but once they met Yelu Yan’s stern gaze, they’d instantly lose nerve, hastily turning away to scatter like birds and beasts.

If Yelu Yan learned she was dressed so revealingly, he’d probably want to pull her into his embrace and "firmly" spank her.

Li Xianyun ultimately decided against wearing that set.

In front of the child, she should dress more modestly.

Li Xianyun washed up, applied a light makeup, and combed her hair into a simple yet graceful bun.

The bun was styled to match the outfit she was about to wear.

Once Li Xianyun was dressed, she carefully checked her reflection to ensure the red marks were invisible, then she stepped out of the inner chamber.