The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan
Chapter 311: If you keep being disobedient, watch out for punishment (Second update)

Chapter 311: If you keep being disobedient, watch out for punishment (Second update)

Yelu Yan put on Li Xianyun’s shoes for her, accompanied her as she washed up, watching her every move like a man bewitched by his wife.

Li Xianyun, feeling somewhat embarrassed by his intense gaze, turned her back to him and began combing her hair with a wooden comb, her voice carrying a playful reproach, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Yelu Yan, like a fierce beast ready to pounce, suddenly stood up, grabbed her shoulders, and pulled her into his embrace, gently lifting her chin with his hand and bending down to kiss her lips.

This motion was done in one go, betraying a sense of urgency.

This man really is...

Li Xianyun had just washed up, her mouth still had a sweet, fresh taste.

Yelu Yan explored it thoroughly, searching every corner.

Li Xianyun closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling like the wings of a butterfly, as moans slipped out.

Yelu Yan’s kiss was rough, her cheeks being pushed up by his assertiveness, her mouth occupied, leaving her only able to protest with muffled "mm" sounds.

But such resistance was futile and had the opposite effect; he held her even tighter and kissed her even more intensely.

After a long, wet kiss, Yelu Yan finally lifted his head, and the brilliant sunlight streaming in through the window, separating them, drew out glistening threads of brightness.

Li Xianyun, her cheeks flushed, looked up at him.

Yelu Yan straightened up, resting her head against his waist and belly. Then, he raised his hand to wipe the moisture from the corners of her lips, smiling as he said, "Now you know why your husband was watching you, right?"

Li Xianyun, catching her breath and remaining silent, her chest heaving, suddenly felt a ticklish sensation on her neck, feeling a certain object even move slightly.

Without looking, she knew what it was and timidly raised her eyes to meet his.

Yelu Yan chuckled lightly, "I won’t do anything to you, don’t be afraid."

Li Xianyun then relaxed, giving a light "hmpf," she pulled her little face away from his hand and continued to sit in front of the bronze mirror to do her makeup.

Yelu Yan returned to his original spot, continuing to watch her.

Li Xianyun didn’t dare to evade his gaze anymore, having tried to hide just then had elicited that response from him.

After finishing her makeup and tidying herself, Li Xianyun was then led by Yelu Yan out of the inner room to the main hall for a meal.

Yelu Yan, of course, took extra care of Li Xianyun, helping her with dishes, pouring water, wiping her mouth...

Seeing that Li Xianyun had only eaten a bun and drank a bowl of porridge and didn’t want to eat more, Yelu Yan placed a sugar-coated steamed bun on her plate.

"Finish this, and I won’t let you eat anymore."

"It’s too much, I can’t finish it," Li Xianyun whined softly, her voice oozing with coyness.

Yelu Yan broke off a piece and said, "No more than this."

Li Xianyun nodded, said "okay," then took the piece he had broken off, put it in her mouth, and chewed, smiling as she said, "I’ve eaten it, is that okay now?"

Yelu Yan was both annoyed and amused, "Husband meant this half, not just that bite."

"I don’t want to, I don’t want to eat it."

"Then let husband feed you."

Yelu Yan said as he bit a piece of the steamed bun and moved in to feed her.

Li Xianyun was shocked and instinctively tried to back away. This madman.

Fortunately, the maids had all been dismissed by Yelu Yan, but she still felt quite embarrassed.

"I’ll eat it, I’ll eat," Li Xianyun said hastily.

"Too late," Yelu Yan said, his words muffled as he held her little head and brought his lips down to hers.

Li Xianyun had no choice but to open her mouth to accept the steamed bun from his, chewing slowly.

Yelu Yan leisurely watched her, smiling contentedly, "If only you had been this obedient from the start."

Li Xianyun glanced at him sidelong.

Yelu Yan offered the rest of the steamed bun to her.

Li Xianyun gave a "hmpf" and took the steamed bun from him.

"Still hmpf-ing, huh?"

Yelu Yan said as he took hold of her head ready to kiss her.

Lord in Heaven, if this man wanted to misbehave, even a sigh could become his excuse.

"My lord, I was wrong."

A true man can bend and stretch, how much more so for a mere girl like her?

Yelu Yan simply wouldn’t agree.

Amidst their playful teasing, Jinwu, at the foot of the stairs, steeled himself and reported, "Khan, Minister Xiao requests your presence, saying there is an urgent matter to discuss."

Yelu Yan and Li Xianyun stopped what they were doing.

Li Xianyun looked at Yelu Yan with concern.

Yelu Yan lifted his hand and rubbed the top of her head, "It’s nothing, don’t worry. Go on and eat."

"Okay."

Yelu Yan leaned in and kissed her lips, "Come back early, okay?"

There were many matters outside the palace that needed attending to, and she would inevitably have to leave the palace.

"Okay."

As Yelu Yan stood up, he looked at the sugar bun in her hand and smiled, "Finish eating it, or if you don’t behave, beware of being punished."

"Understood."

The complaint in her voice amused Yelu Yan.

After Yelu Yan left, Li Xianyun obediently finished the sugar bun.

Once the meal was over, Youlan and Zhuo Ma hurriedly came in to report.

Out of breath, Youlan said, "Reporting to my lady, the Grand Imperial Consort has died in the Cold Palace. A palace maid discovered her this morning, having hung herself with a white silk from the beam. By the time she was found, her body was already stiff."

Li Xianyun was momentarily stunned, "This consort understands."

Compared to the urgency and excitement of Youlan and Zhuo Ma, Li Xianyun appeared far too calm.

Li Xianyun took a sip of water, thinking to herself that Yelu Yan must have been hurriedly summoned to deal with this very issue.

The Grand Imperial Consort must have taken all the blame upon herself, making it likely for the Ninth Prince to be absolved of guilt.

But though one can avoid the death penalty, other punishments are inevitable; the Ninth Prince being stripped of power and ranking was a certainty.

With one battle between the two of them, this fight was won by Yelu Yan thoroughly.

Youlan’s face was flushed with joy, but she still had the sense to remember her mistress’s guidance to be cautious in speech and didn’t say what was on her mind.

Some things needed to be discussed when alone with her mistress.

Seeing that Youlan had finished speaking, Zhuo Ma couldn’t help but excitedly mention another piece of news, "My lady, there’s one more thing, the Khan has already proclaimed to all that the Commandery Princess has contributed to quelling the rebellion, and has conferred upon her the title of Shuoping Princess, as the granddaughter of the Imperial Noble Consort."

This piece of news was something Li Xianyun had already learned from Yelu Yan’s mouth, so it was nothing surprising to her.

Youlan and Zhuo Ma looked at their mistress, puzzled.

Seeing that Li Xianyun got up and walked outside, they followed her.

"My lady, are you not delighted?" Zhuo Ma asked.

Li Xianyun laughed, "Silly Zhuo Ma, I am nearly driven to distraction with busyness, how could I have the mind to think about these things?"

Behind her, Youlan ’tut-tut-tutted’ and said, "My lady, please don’t say that word again, or the Khan might get angry if he hears it."

At that time, Yelu Yan had just opened his heart to her and shared his innermost feelings. When Li Xianyun was speaking with Zhuo Ma and Youlan, she accidentally said the word "die" and Yelu Yan heard it.

The smile Yelu Yan had been wearing on his face suddenly faded, making all the maids in the room panic and hastily kneel.

When Li Xianyun asked him what was wrong, Yelu Yan awkwardly said, "I don’t want to hear you say inauspicious things."

Then everyone understood.

From that moment on, everyone in the Khan Palace knew.

The Khan was very protective of his consort, so protective that it bordered on paranoia.

******

In the Imperial Court of Houliang.

All the officials stood with bowed heads in the great hall, not daring to even breathe loudly.

Murong Ce watched the ministers with cold eyes, "If My Loveable Subjects say nothing, does that mean you all agree with My thoughts?"

The ministers kept their heads lowered, not daring to speak.

Minister Bai, who had publicly admonished the court last time, had his entire family executed, with only his daughter remaining, whom Murong Ce kept in the palace.