The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan -
Chapter 308 Xianxian, will you simply love me for who I am, okay? (First update)
Chapter 308: 308 Xianxian, will you simply love me for who I am, okay? (First update)
Li Xianyun helplessly clung to Yelu Yan’s arm.
Because he was hugging her tightly, his sturdy arms felt like stone.
Yelu Yan had always been domineering and assertive, never hiding his thoughts, yet he took great care of her feelings in the process.
But today, he was so different, kissing her in a way that left no gaps for air.
Li Xianyun’s eyelashes trembled, fluttering with his seamless kisses.
After a long kiss filled with the scent of alcohol, Yelu Yan slightly lifted his head, gazing at her tender white face flushed with red, utterly infatuated, "Xianxian, you have no idea how much your husband loves you."
Yelu Yan led his troops to triumph wherever they fought, undefeated in battle; he handled state affairs with decisive and swift strategies.
Yet, when it came to treating his woman, he often seemed clumsy, not knowing how to act around her.
He often said he liked her in her presence, but seldom did he say "love."
Li Xianyun was graceful and delicate, and Yelu Yan was always afraid that his fiery passion would scare her.
Now, fueled by liquor, Yelu Yan just wanted to say what he had been longing to say, to do what he had been yearning to do.
When Yelu Yan spoke, his voice was husky, heavy with desire.
Li Xianyun shyly looked back at him, her moist red lips parting slightly, her breath sweet as orchids, "I know."
Ever since she arrived in Khitan, he had been protecting her.
He backed her amongst the womenfolk and kept himself pure, steering clear of women with ulterior motives towards him, ensuring she never suffered the slightest grievance.
He didn’t confine her just because she was his woman and went against all opposition to let her show herself in public, to do what she wished to do.
Even during the chaos in Shangjing, he sent people to secretly protect Ruyi Square.
He had also quietly sent people to guard her, silently clearing all obstacles for her, allowing her to boldly do as she pleased.
Yelu Yan had done all these things for her, all the while keeping them a secret, never once boasting in front of her.
He was loving her purely, with a pure heart; how could she not know?
"Then do you love me?" Yelu Yan looked at her intensely, not wanting to miss any expression on her face.
"Love," Li Xianyun said softly, as if she too was tinged with the scent of alcohol.
She wasn’t good at expressing herself, especially when saying such mushy words as "love," which made her feel somewhat embarrassed.
Seeing Yelu Yan gazing at her, speechless for a long time, Li Xianyun knew he did not quite believe her words, so she bit her lip and raised her voice slightly, "My lord, I do love you."
Yelu Yan sighed softly.
"Xianxian, can you love me, just me, and nothing else?"
He didn’t want her to love him just because he was good to her, or because they were already married.
He loved her with a humbling depth, but what could he do?
He truly loved her so much.
Li Xianyun looked somewhat pained at the man so close before her eyes.
He seemed like a trapped beast, tortured severely by something, vulnerable and pitiable.
Nothing like him at all.
Such a stark contrast evoked a throbbing pain in the heart, spreading slowly.
Li Xianyun raised her hand to caress his handsome cheek, looking at him earnestly, saying with a sincere tone, "Okay."
After Li Xianyun spoke, she held his cheeks and slowly leaned in.
She kissed his forehead first, then steadied on the tip of his nose, and finally tilted her head to gently kiss his lips.
Imitating his manner, she ate the kisses slowly like candy, making soft sounds.
Yelu Yan enjoyed this sensation deeply, staring at her dumbly, as if to etch her current image into his mind.
Li Xianyun, initially half-closed-eyed and immersed in the act of kissing, accidentally noticed he was brazenly watching her.
Li Xianyun’s little face instantly burned hotly, and she raised her hand to cover his pitch-black deep eyes gently.
"Close your eyes."
Yelu Yan obediently closed his eyes.
His woman was like a little fairy who had enchanted him, making him bow down to her willingly, willing to crawl at her feet, to be her slave.
His father had once said he was a wild beast that could not be tamed, with no one in the whole world able to make him bow his head.
In this world, only the Khan, her father, dared to speak to him like this face to face.
But in the end, the Khan was wrong, for now there appeared someone who could make Yelu Yan, himself, bow down in fealty.
The wild beast, hard to tame, was easily subdued by Li Xianyun, for whom he was willing to risk his life.
Li Xianyun removed her hand and continued to cup his cheeks, nibbling on his lips, and said indistinctly, "Open up."
Yelu Yan’s heart beat rapidly as he obediently parted his lips.
Li Xianyun mimicked his way of kissing her, tugging and even teasingly hooking him.
This act seemed to strike at Yelu Yan’s inner sanctum.
He groaned softly, braced her head, and kissed her deeply.
Li Xianyun couldn’t help but let out a soft "mmh" sound.
It was only now that she realized what it meant to be an amateur before a master or utterly impenetrable.
While Yelu Yan kissed her, his hands were not idle, and by the time Li Xianyun became aware, she was already exposed everywhere.
Yelu Yan kissed her cheeks, her swan neck, and finally buried his head lower.
Li Xianyun let out a light hiss, closed her eyes, and gently bit her lip...
A long while later, Li Xianyun felt very sleepy and was on the verge of slumber; after all, she had been tired all day, and now she had been so strenuously occupied.
She didn’t remember much of what followed, just a few disjointed fragments.
Yelu Yan picked her up and changed her into clean clothes.
She had sweat a lot, and her clothes were soaked and no longer wearable.
When Yelu Yan changed her clothes, Li Xianyun didn’t know; she only knew that he laid underneath her, applying medicine.
She didn’t know what the medicine was, but it was cool, making her shrink back; Yelu Yan’s rough hand was pressed on her thigh, calming her considerably.
The next time she was conscious, Yelu Yan was whispering in her ear, kissing her as he murmured, as if confiding deep feelings or expressing regret.
Li Xianyun remembered opening her eyes briefly to see those guilty eyes.
But why the guilt?
Li Xianyun wanted to know, but she was simply too tired to figure it out and fell into a deep sleep.
That night, she slept soundly in the expansive embrace of Yelu Yan, without dreaming, until the light of dawn.
Half-conscious, the first thing Li Xianyun heard was the cry of a kitten.
Her delicate hand lying on the soft pillow moved, and then her eyes slowly opened.
What entered her sight was the pale blue bed canopy and the dim light.
Li Xianyun moved slightly, her tailbone aching.
For a moment, she found herself unable to move.
Li Xianyun suddenly thought of those guilty black eyes, bright yet burning, and couldn’t help thinking to herself that it served him right to feel guilty after tormenting her to the brink of death.
"Meow—" The sound of the kitten’s meow carried a hint of grievance.
Li Xianyun struggled a bit but failed to sit up.
She lay in bed for a while, gathering her strength.
In her mind, she cursed Yelu Yan again.
But her curses were too gentle, not fierce enough; they repeated themselves without any force, which only encouraged Yelu Yan to take further liberties and shamelessly admit he liked being scolded by her.
Such a detestably bad man.
After a while, Li Xianyun managed to sit up, feeling sore all over, leaning against the soft pillows at the head of the bed.
Indeed, the price of ultimate pleasure had to be paid.
That night, she really let herself go, allowing Yelu Yan to ravage her, and even felt a masochistic delight in the wildness of it all.
She must have been crazy to have such feelings.
Li Xianyun lifted the curtain slightly to see the pure white kitten, saying with a smile, "Come here, Snowball."
Upon hearing her, the little white kitten meowed, stepped back, crouched, and leapt onto the bed, landing on the soft quilt near Li Xianyun’s legs, meowing even more happily.
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