The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan
Chapter 282 - 281 Spoiled, you won’t be able to leave your husband (first update)

Chapter 282: 281 Spoiled, you won’t be able to leave your husband (first update)

Li Xianyun called him a "Dengtuzi," but far from being annoyed, Yelu Yan was actually delighted; it gave him an excuse to indulge in wanton behavior.

Yelu Yan hugged her tightly and bowed his head to peck at her blushing lips several times.

The man had no sense of measure, his embrace was so tight it hurt Li Xianyun, who complained softly, "It hurts."

Yelu Yan smiled apologetically. He hadn’t used much strength, but his woman was just too tender, as though one could squeeze water out of her, her skin as white as snow, easily marked at the slightest pressure, irresistibly soft, needing to be handled with the care one would give a porcelain doll.

He loosened his arms a little, yet still gently held her.

Seeing that Yelu Yan still wanted to dally with her, Li Xianyun parted her rosy lips, her breath was fragrant as orchids, and she said playfully, "My lord, we’ve stayed in the inner chambers for too long, if we don’t go out soon, it might raise suspicions."

"Why care about what others think? As long as we are happy, that’s all that matters."

His words were shameless to say the least, especially the "happy" part, which conjured up inappropriate images in Li Xianyun’s mind in an instant.

"But I have things to attend to, and the ministers are waiting for you."

Now that he was with her, he found it hard to step away, growing more and more like an indulgent emperor.

Of course, Li Xianyun knew that Yelu Yan was wise and decisive, and devoted to protecting the country and the people; he was anything but a negligent ruler.

Yelu Yan had no choice but to let her go and knelt down on the ground to help her put on her socks and shoes.

Li Xianyun looked down at the man kneeling before her, who was incredibly brawny with well-developed muscles, exuding an aura of masculine energy. Apart from being a bit rougher in bed, he was very gentle with her most of the time.

Looking at that handsome face that could make any woman’s heart flutter, Li Xianyun smiled, the corners of her mouth upturning to reveal a dimple, "My lord, I can put them on myself."

Yelu Yan looked up at her, his tiger-like eyes deep, "With me here, how could I possibly let you do it yourself?"

Helping her dress, putting on her socks and shoes, even drying and combing her hair... as long as he was there, she seemed to have no need to lift a finger.

"You’ll spoil me this way."

"Isn’t that even better? If you’re spoiled, you won’t be able to leave your husband," Yelu Yan said with a sly smile.

Li Xianyun chuckled, revealing shallow dimples, and lightly tapped his shoulder with her foot, "You bad man."

Yelu Yan caught her soft, delicate little foot and planted a firm kiss on the back of it.

This man really was...

Li Xianyun’s face turned red with bashfulness, and she quickly withdrew her foot.

But he held onto her small foot, chuckling, "Don’t move, be good."

Li Xianyun bit her lip, a picture of coy embarrassment.

Yelu Yan loved to see her blush, a smile beaming across his handsome upturned face.

Li Xianyun pursed her lips upon seeing his smiling face, remembering when she first met him, he was cold and stern, rarely smiling.

She even felt somewhat afraid of him, never imagining that one day they would be this intimate.

After Yelu Yan had neatly fixed Li Xianyun up, he finally stood up to dress himself.

Li Xianyun wanted to help, but Yelu Yan said with a smile, "Just sit."

As he spoke, he undressed in front of Li Xianyun.

Li Xianyun saw something she shouldn’t have, her little face burning, she turned her head away.

Yelu Yan watched her, laughing, "Why be shy? You’ve touched it anyway, are you still too embarrassed to look?"

Li Xianyun’s clear skin flushed with a hint of pink, she started to retort, "That was because you grabbed my hand and put it there, and insisted that I..."

Insisted that I touch.

She found it hard to finish the sentence.

Yelu Yan was skilled at tormenting, making one so pliable and willing to indulge his mischief.

"Why stop speaking?" Yelu Yan dressed happily.

Li Xianyun huffed once and remained silent.

Yelu Yan watched her with a smile, his woman was becoming more and more beautiful, more and more adorable with every glance.

"Come back earlier, understand?"

"Mhm."

"If you don’t return soon, your husband will not be able to resist going out to find you."

"Understood."

This man really couldn’t bear to be apart from her even for a single step; he was too clingy.

After Yelu Yan was fully dressed, he walked to the window to open the lattice, airing out the room.

With his arms around Li Xianyun’s waist, slender as a water snake, he walked out of the inner chamber and stopped at the main building’s entrance.

"Xianxian, I have a busy day of official business today and won’t be able to accompany you for lunch."

"Mhm."

Li Xianyun looked up at him, "Then, make sure you eat well, understand?"

"Alright."

As Li Xianyun tried to leave his embrace, Yelu Yan suddenly tightened his arms, almost lifting her up, and gently pressed a kiss on her lips, "Leaving just like that, without any gesture?"

Li Xianyun spoke softly, "Husband, you have important duties to attend to, go on."

Seeing that Yelu Yan wasn’t letting go, it seemed a gesture was necessary after all.

Li Xianyun noticed the maids were standing at a distance, heads bowed, so she tiptoed to plant a kiss on the corner of his mouth, "Husband, be sure to take care of your official business."

Upon hearing this, Yelu Yan hugged her tightly in his arms, their necks entwined in an embrace.

Li Xianyun was about to softly persuade him.

"Meow—"

The milky voice of Xiaobai the kitten came through.

Li Xianyun’s heart melted. Rather heartlessly, she pushed Yelu Yan away and then turned to look at Xiaobai the kitten, who was peering around curiously.

They say that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, and it was the same for a newborn kitten, trotting east and west, without any inkling that a pair of frightening tiger eyes was fixed on it, wishing to chase it out.

Leaving Yelu Yan’s embrace, Li Xianyun couldn’t help herself and walked over to pick up Xiaobai, cradling it in her arms, stroking the kitten’s tiny head and neck, and cooing, "Why are you so adorable? You really look like Xiaobai when it was little, oh so cute."

It was the first time Yelu Yan had heard Li Xianyun talk in such a coquettish tone, so delightfully sweet, and that bright, beaming smile that couldn’t be any brighter on her face, made Yelu Yan quite jealous.

She had never spoken to him or smiled at him so tenderly, and now her heart and eyes were filled with nothing but fondness for the little cat.

Li Xianyun went as far as to gently lean her head against that of Xiaobai.

Xiaobai meowed contentedly, clearly very satisfied with its new owner.

"Xianxian, your husband is leaving now," Yelu Yan said with a hint of dejection.

Li Xianyun, preoccupied with petting the cat, didn’t hear him.

That was truly excessive.

Yelu Yan cleared his throat forcefully, raising his voice, "Your husband is leaving now!"

Li Xianyun heard him this time but didn’t even lift her eyelids, responding perfunctorily with a "Mhm."

Yelu Yan knew ever since Xiaobai had arrived, Li Xianyun had less affection to offer him, and now she wouldn’t even spare him a glance.

It had only been a day since Xiaobai’s arrival, and Li Xianyun was already acting like this. What would the future hold?

He swung his sleeve indignantly and walked out.

Youlan and Zhuo Ma had been standing with bowed heads in the distance, but Yelu Yan’s resonant voice drew their attention to capture the full scene.

Now, seeing the Khan walking away in a huff, they exchanged worried looks, contemplating whether they should remind their mistress.