The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan
Chapter 280 Where’s the husband’s gift? (First update)

Chapter 280: 280 Where’s the husband’s gift? (First update)

Li Xianyun, upon hearing Yaduo’s somewhat contradictory words, knew that Yaduo was creating an opportunity for Yelu Yan to have some private time with her.

She now seriously suspected that Yaduo’s decision to move out of the Khan Palace must have been influenced by something Yelu Yan had told her.

Yelu Yan took Li Xianyun’s small hand and stood up, "Grandmother, you should rest well, Xianxian and I are leaving."

Yaduo hummed in response, her smile brimming with happiness, "Go ahead."

The moment they stepped out of the side hall’s door, Yelu Yan swept Li Xianyun up into a sideways carry.

Li Xianyun, out of habit, wrapped her arms around Yelu Yan’s thick neck, and chided softly, "Husband, put me down."

At this moment, she could already foresee how much more indulgent Yelu Yan would become once Yaduo moved out.

"I’ll put you down in a bit," Yelu Yan said, looking down at her face, a twinkle of amusement in his eyes.

The scene of Yelu Yan carrying Li Xianyun was witnessed by Yaduo’s personal maid.

She approached her mistress, bent over to whisper in her ear, smiling softly, "Mistress, just as you said, the moment they left the room, they were in each other’s arms, so eager and impatient."

A smile spread across Yaduo’s lips as she looked up at her personal maid, "I told you so, I have to move out, or else I would become a person who tries to keep lovers apart."

The personal maid said with a laugh, "You are not like that at all. If it weren’t for you, the Khan and the Princess Consort would still be sleeping in separate rooms."

Yaduo laughed heartily, praising, "Only you could say such things."

"Thank you for the compliment, Mistress."

Gazing towards the door, Yaduo smiled and said, "It seems like good news is on the way, I should start preparing some children’s clothing in secret."

Yuchi Qian had a gentle disposition and, seeing her mistress and the maid enjoying their conversation, chose to ignore them and played with the toy that Li Xianyun had given Yelu Xuan.

Once the mistress and maid had finished talking, Yuchi Qian looked at Yaduo, smiling, "Elder Ancestor, let me help you pack your things."

Yaduo chuckled, "No need for you to pack, just keep Xuanxuan company. I am just looking for an excuse to send them off."

Yelu Yan carried Li Xianyun straight through the main hall and into the inner chamber, where he sat down on the soft couch by the window. He nestled Li Xianyun horizontally in his embrace, and without taking his gaze off her for an instant, he asked, "Where is my gift?"

Li Xianyun knew he was jealous seeing everyone else receiving gifts, but she had already given him his gift.

"Didn’t I already give it to you?"

"Just a Sword Tassel?"

Li Xianyun nodded with a smile, playful and adorable.

Yelu Yan gave a sharp intake of breath and, lifting his hand, pinched her plump little face, pretending to be displeased, "Everyone else received several gifts, but all I got was one."

Although he liked the Sword Tassel, it didn’t seem very thoughtful; it was a whimsical purchase made while they were casually strolling the streets, which showed its casualness.

However, the gifts for Yaduo, Yuchi Qian, and Yelu Xuan, and even the Palace Attendants, were all the result of careful consideration, only the gift for him had been casual.

Li Xianyun chuckled softly, raising her hands to encircle his neck, saying with a laugh, "Husband, how about I give you another gift?"

"It’s not that I must have a gift, it’s just that you..."

Need to keep me in your heart.

Li Xianyun leaned in to place a kiss on his lips, "Husband, I present myself to you as a gift, do you like it?"

A bright glow spread across Yelu Yan’s handsome face as he said with a smile, "Do I even need to answer that?"

Li Xianyun, shaking his neck, teased, "Do you like it or not?"

"I like it."

Why did it feel both rough and silly?

Li Xianyun raised her hand to cradle his handsome face, rubbing it gently, "So don’t be jealous anymore. You are the most, most, most important person in my heart, don’t doubt it. Understand? Husband?"

Yelu Yan watched her foolishly, her words sounding like the music of the heavens to him.

When Li Xianyun set out to charm someone, she undoubtedly made them bloom with joy and left them dizzily enchanted.

The coquettish "husband" that escaped her lips caused Yelu Yan’s abdominal muscles to tighten, eliciting a response that was inappropriate for the daylight.

If she wanted to tease him, all she had to do was beckon with her finger, and he would comply.

Li Xianyun saw a peculiar expression on Yelu Yan’s face, and the next moment she felt something nudging against her leg.

Her cheeks instantly flushed red, "Husband, you must be thirsty. Let me pour you a glass of water."

Yelu Yan watched Li Xianyun with a leisurely gaze. She was terrible at lying; every excuse for leaving was the same, adorably straightforward.

Naturally, Yelu Yan was not about to let her off so easily. Instead, he pulled her close, burying his handsome face in the nape of her neck.

But her collar was high, and he couldn’t kiss her neck, so he lifted his hand to undo her clothing.

Li Xianyun was terrified, finding the idea of such daylight folly utterly embarrassing.

She caught Yelu Yan’s large hand, "Husband, don’t."

Yelu Yan looked at her with a smile, "I won’t do anything else, just a kiss."

As he spoke, he began to undo her clothing, "Why are you wearing such high-collared clothes?"

Yelu Yan regretted asking as soon as he finished the question. As expected, he saw mottled marks on her tender neck.

Li Xianyun glared at him with reproach, "It’s all your fault."

Yelu Yan said with a smile, "From now on, I’ll leave marks where they can’t be seen."

"Flirtatious Man."

Although Yelu Yan was scolded, it only made him laugh even more. He kissed her porcelain cheeks bit by bit, finally burying his handsome face in the crook of her neck, rubbing against it vigorously.

This man understood her body better than she did herself, knowing exactly how to make her obedient and docile.

Li Xianyun, with her eyes half-closed, let him have his way, feeling that she was perhaps too indulgent and would have to be more careful next time.

Yelu Yan kissed, nibbled, and rubbed her neck, his words muffled, "Do you miss your husband?"

"Mm."

Yelu Yan chuckled softly, "I know you’re deceiving me, but I’m still very pleased."

He kissed her earlobe and gazed at her flushed face, "There’s not a moment I don’t think about you, about wanting to pin you down on the bed..."

His crude words burrowed into Li Xianyun’s ears.

Whenever it came to the deed, Yelu Yan would speak such words, increasingly making her feel he was nothing but a beast in gentleman’s clothing, flagrantly wanton in their bed.

Li Xianyun had thought she would reject such talk, but when it came from his mouth, it was like a hook scraping at her, clutching at her, making her lower garments damp as though flooded.

Upon hearing his words, Li Xianyun couldn’t help but emit a shy moan.

Yelu Yan picked her up and sat her on his lap.

Li Xianyun instinctively tried to dodge, but she was pulled back by someone.

She looked at Yelu Yan with timid eyes, "Husband."

Yelu Yan lowered his head and captured her lips, gently tugging and slowly biting, pulling her close while his hands wreaked havoc just above her tailbone.

Li Xianyun felt steamed by the heat, her face and ears red, her chest weighed down by something, like the heavy, dark sky before a storm, needing a heavy rainfall to clear the air.

Once the moment was ripe, Yelu Yan held her up against his thigh, lifting her vertically and tightly against him, slowly walking towards the bed.

Li Xianyun was made uncomfortable by his actions, wanting him to hurry, yet not daring to let him hasten; the conflicting feelings twisted around her like vines.

Upon reaching the bed, Yelu Yan immediately laid her down upon it and leaned over her.

Li Xianyun raised her hand in weak protest, "Husband, isn’t it broad daylight now?"

"Who says we can’t during the daytime?"