The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan -
Chapter 309 It’s not a stinky cat, it’s called Snowball, a very cute Snowball (second update)
Chapter 309: 309 It’s not a stinky cat, it’s called Snowball, a very cute Snowball (second update)
Li Xianyun tilted her head, lifted her pale hand gently and stroked Xiaobai the kitten’s soft fur, smiling as she said, "Snowball, sister has been accompanying her husband these past few days and has neglected you."
She was entangled by Yelu Yan every single day, and hardly found any time to play with it.
When it came down to it, it was because she was too chaste. Yelu Yan found no one else to be jealous of, so he spent his days being jealous of a cat, and not just any cat, but a newborn kitten barely a month old.
He truly had no sense of pity at all.
Sometimes, when she and Snowball were playing and Yelu Yan arrived, he would recklessly scoop up Snowball with his rough hand and stride toward the door.
It was simply too rude. How could Snowball, so cute and delicate, withstand such treatment?
Li Xianyun hurriedly chased after him, grabbed his arm, and reached out to snatch her pet, "Give me back my Snowball."
Her voice was as coy as if she was about to wring water from it.
Yelu Yan stretched out his long arm, pulled her into his embrace with one hand and lifted Snowball high with the other.
He was nearly nine feet tall and with his arm raised high, Li Xianyun had no hope of reaching it.
She pushed against him while jumping up trying to reach, but to no avail, then looked up at him with a sweet voice, "Give him back to me."
"No," Yelu Yan said, "You are mine."
Such a childish bad man.
Arriving at the doorway of the inner room, Yelu Yan bent down to put the kitten on the floor and wickedly pushed Xiaobai’s bottom, toppling the kitten over with a thud.
This infuriatingly bad man.
Li Xianyun wanted to go out and pick up the cat, but soon realized that she was just a clay buddha crossing the river—unable to save even herself.
She was lifted off her feet in Yelu Yan’s firm embrace, and he strode towards the inner room, not forgetting to issue a stern command.
"If I see this stinky cat in here again, you will no longer need to serve in the palace," he declared.
The maids outside trembled with fear and knelt down, bowing with folded arms, "Yes."
The two maids by the door quickly shut it from the outside.
A line of people moved far away, which seemed to have become a custom in the Khan Palace: See no evil, hear no evil.
Li Xianyun nestled in Yelu Yan’s arms, looked up at him, and asked, "Why are you being so fierce?"
"A husband can only be fierce to them, how could I dare to be fierce to my little ancestor?" Yelu Yan said with a smile.
Yelu Yan had now learned to be slick with words, calling her his treasured heart when alone, and now even referred to her as his little ancestor.
And he wasn’t even embarrassed.
"It’s not a stinky cat; its name is Snowball, a very cute Snowball," Li Xianyun protested indignantly.
To make her point more convincingly, her voice at the end took on a heavier, more mischievous tone.
"How could it be as cute as you?"
With that, Yelu Yan’s eyes roamed mischievously to her chest, which was indeed snowy white and plump.
Li Xianyun blushed, burying her little face in her garment to prevent him from staring, "Oh, how can you be like this?"
Yelu Yan chuckled, bent down next to her ear and, breathing softly, said, "This is nothing. Your husband doesn’t just want to look, but also wants to..."
The word "eat" was whispered breathily, extremely seductive.
Li Xianyun discovered that Yelu Yan held a particular fondness for this act, as if he was incredibly enamored with that part of her.
It didn’t need to be said during their lovemaking.
Even when simply kissing her, his rough hand would cover it, causing all kinds of mischief.
Sometimes when she would wake in the middle of the night, she’d find his arm circling her in an embrace and his other hand on top, precisely pinching as his eyes remained shut.
She had no choice but to indulge him. If she moved his hand, his head would begin to burrow forward, and then it was more than just mere pinching.
Playing around could lead to trouble, and he would pounce without warning, unrelenting as if he was addicted.
In the dead of night, the creaking of the bed was especially loud and cheerful, accompanied by breathy gasps, it was embarrassingly enough to make one wish to hide in the cracks of the earth.
Fortunately, the inner chamber was vast enough, several arches away from the doorway, and separated by the Warm Pavilion, or else it truly would have been unbearably shameful.
So whenever it came to that, Li Xianyun would indulge him, letting him knead and pull as he wished, but even that wasn’t enough. Sometimes, at just a slight moan from her, he would become unbearable, press down upon her with a vigor and valor as if heading into the battlefield.
If Yelu Yan woke up late, when the two of them would awake, they might also find his hand in a place where it shouldn’t be.
Having been intimate for so long, it seemed that there was no place that was off-limits anymore.
Every time this happened, Li Xianyun would remember what Huanhuan and Youlan had said, that "the future son-in-law will be very fortunate," and it looked like he indeed enjoyed it a lot.
"Meow—"
A cat’s cry startled Li Xianyun back to reality, her thoughts wandering again.
It was all Yelu Yan’s fault for always teasing her, now making her mind constantly drift, her imagination running wild, as if spellbound.
It was at this moment that Yelu Yan’s voice carried over from a distance, faint but still clear.
"Has the princess consort not awoken yet?"
"Yes."
Then the sound of the inner chamber door being opened followed by the sound of it being gently closed could be heard.
Li Xianyun, feeling playful, hid Xiaobai in the bed and slowly lay down, turning her back and pretending to sleep.
If she faced him or lay on her back, Li Xianyun was afraid she wouldn’t be able to hold back and would burst into laughter.
Yelu Yan tread lightly, quickly approaching the bedside.
Beauty sheltered in the lotus curtain, his heart warming at the thought.
He lifted the bed curtain, sat on the edge of the bed, pulled up the soft quilt to cover her front and back, and watched with a smile at Li Xianyun’s lovely back.
Li Xianyun quietly pressed her lips together; there was no movement from behind her, and if this continued, she feared she wouldn’t be able to keep it up.
After a short while, Yelu Yan bent over to gently stroke her hair and couldn’t resist leaning in to kiss her delicate cheek.
Just as he drew near, Li Xianyun turned around with a laugh, pouted her lips, and gave his lips a peck, her smile brilliant.
Yelu Yan then relaxed his arms and legs, leaning down to hold her small frame within his arms, gazing down at her.
"When did you wake up, hmm?"
His voice was as tender as a warm breeze in spring, making one feel very comfortable and happy upon hearing it.
Li Xianyun played with the lapel of his robe, laughing lightly, "Just woke up."
Yelu Yan bent down to plant a kiss on her lips, and used his forehead to touch her smooth and porcelain-like forehead, an act of pure affection with no lust involved.
"Are you hungry?"
Li Xianyun’s lips curved up, and she nodded.
She had woken up late today, and hadn’t had any food the night before.
Yelu Yan hadn’t noticed until he asked, but now he really felt a bit hungry.
"Then I shall have them bring the meal in here," he said, looking towards the door as if to call someone. A pale hand gently pressed on his large one.
"Let’s not," she said.
"Aren’t you hungry?" Yelu Yan turned to look at her.
Li Xianyun, her eyes as beautiful as autumn, her lips and teeth radiant, replied, "Let’s go out to eat, otherwise you’ll spoil me too much."
"I like spoiling you," he said. "Even if you are spoiled, it doesn’t matter. You won’t be able to leave me."
"You won’t be able to leave me" – Li Xianyun had heard this line a second time.
The man seemed strong, but at the very bottom of his heart, he clung to a fragile string.
Li Xianyun knew that this was not something she could change overnight, so she raised her hand to hold his handsome face, rubbing it gently and saying with a smile, "The heart of a man is most poisonous."
Yelu Yan laughed heartily, free of the gloom from the day before.
Li Xianyun found it difficult to reconcile the Yelu Yan before her with the man who had been somber just yesterday.
"Should I call the maid to bring the meal here?"
Li Xianyun lowered her eyelids, smiling as she shook her head.
"All right, then it’s a good opportunity for me to apply the medicine," he said.
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