The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan
Chapter 288 Husband, are you in a hurry?

Chapter 288: 288 Husband, are you in a hurry?

The carriage headed toward Shangjing, with Li Xianyun, Youlan, and Zhuo Ma, the master and servants, playing a game of catching stones on the table inside.

This was a pastime that Li Xianyun had brought from Chang’an, meant especially for the entertainment of ladies.

There were six round stones in total. First, she would toss the stones and catch them on the back of her hand, then grab one and toss the rest up, swiftly catching the other five.

It was a simple game, yet so much fun, and the more they played, the more addictive it became, giving them the feeling that they could never tire of it.

At first, Zhuo Ma didn’t know how to play, but after watching Li Xianyun and Youlan for a few rounds, she picked it up—though she wasn’t as skilled as them.

Li Xianyun was the best at it, her deftness allowed her to catch two widely spaced stones with ease.

While the three of them were having great fun, suddenly a chaotic and rushed sound of horseshoes came from outside.

Bater let out a "huh" sound, and the carriage slowly came to a stop.

Li Xianyun thought they had encountered robbers and her delicate eyebrows knitted together slightly as her alertness heightened.

"What’s wrong, Bater?"

Bater responded with utmost respect, "Reporting to the Imperial Consort, the Khan has arrived."

Li Xianyun opened the carriage window and sure enough, saw Yelu Yan approaching on a tall, majestic horse.

Following him were a dozen or so guards, dressed in casual attire.

Yelu Yan stood tall and sturdy, strikingly handsome and distinguished, drawing much attention in the crowd.

Youlan and Zhuo Ma, understanding the situation, tactfully stepped out of the carriage.

And as if in a mere moment, Yelu Yan had arrived before her, gazing with a smile at the cute little head peeking from the carriage window.

Yelu Yan dismounted swiftly and in two or three strides climbed into the carriage.

Youlan and Zhuo Ma quickly closed the carriage doors, one on each side.

The two shared a glance and suppressed their laughter.

The Khan seemed unable to be apart from his master for even a moment, racing over eagerly after just half a day apart.

The carriage resumed its journey, the clopping of hooves against the smooth imperial road marking their pace.

As soon as Yelu Yan entered the carriage, he scooped Li Xianyun onto his lap and began to kiss her little face with abandon.

Li Xianyun allowed him his fun with a smile.

It wasn’t until after Yelu Yan had eagerly kissed her face and lips that she raised her fair little hand to gently rub her cheek, pouting, "Husband, you are too wild, my face is going to get smushed by your kisses."

He kissed her with such fervor, filled with overwhelming love.

Li Xianyun, softly rubbing her cheek, often felt that one day Yelu Yan might just devour her.

Her small hands were only half the size of his palms, creamy white and endearing.

Yelu Yan took her small hand and planted a kiss on it.

"Don’t you like it when your husband kisses you like this?"

"...Not exactly."

After saying this, Li Xianyun laughed. His passionate kisses made her whole body go limp and her heart filled with warmth.

"Husband, why have you come?"

Yelu Yan murmured as he kissed her cheek, "I’m here to fetch a certain naughty little thing back to the palace."

"When have I been naughty?"

"It’s getting dark."

"You’re getting anxious waiting?"

As she spoke, Li Xianyun raised her soft arms and wrapped them around Yelu Yan’s neck.

Yelu Yan looked at her and grunted affirmatively.

In truth, as soon as he had finished his official duties and found that Li Xianyun had not returned, he couldn’t stay still and left the palace to find his woman.

"I went out late today, and there was quite a lot to take care of, so I came back later than usual," explained Li Xianyun.

"Hmm."

Li Xianyun, looking up, saw Yelu Yan staring intently at her with his profound and abyssal eyes that seemed to have no end.

He appeared to be anticipating something, scrutinizing her carefully ever since he climbed onto the carriage.

Li Xianyun gave a sweet smile, revealing her delightful dimples.

"Husband, why are you looking at me like that?"

"It’s nothing."

Clearly, there was something, yet he stubbornly refused to speak.

Li Xianyun wasn’t in a hurry—after all, it wasn’t she who was eager.

Nevertheless, she was really curious about what prompted Yelu Yan’s unusual behavior.

Li Xianyun picked up his well-defined, handsome hand and began to play with it as she bowed her head.

Those who were good-looking had good-looking hands as well.

While bowing her head, Li Xianyun exposed a long stretch of her elegant neck.

Her creamy skin was as tender as the freshest tofu, somewhat dazzling.

Eventually, Yelu Yan couldn’t resist asking, "Did you hear any news while you were out of the palace today?"

Li Xianyun raised her head to look at him, searched her mind carefully, and replied, "Nope."

"..."

Li Xianyun noticed a fleeting look of disappointment on Yelu Yan’s face, and she found it extremely amusing.

She gently shook the arm that was wrapped around Yelu Yan’s neck and teased, "Husband, why don’t you give me a hint?"

Yelu Yan pondered for a moment, "Haven’t you heard anything about Commandery Princess Nan?"

Li Xianyun suddenly remembered that there had been rumors when the Ninth Prince rebelled, claiming that Ji Chuchu had made meritorious contributions and that Yelu Yan was going to make her an Imperial Concubine.

At the time, Li Xianyun knew that this was false and didn’t take it to heart.

Now, hearing Yelu Yan mention it and recalling the expectant look in his eyes, she instantly understood.

So, it turned out that Yelu Yan wanted her to be a little jealous.