The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan
Chapter 329 - 328 The Favored Concubine (Second Update)

Chapter 329: 328 The Favored Concubine (Second Update)

Li Xianyun leisurely looked up at Yelu Yan and said, "Husband, then sing for me to hear."

Yelu Yan’s Adam’s apple bobbed as he cleared his throat, and then he began to sing.

He sang a Khitan folk song, the melody was melodious and pleasing to the ear, often featuring prolonged vocal intonations—a distinctive characteristic of Khitan ballads.

His voice was deep and magnetic, quite pleasant to listen to.

At the start of his singing, Yelu Yan seemed a bit nervous, and a tinge of red even appeared on his dark face.

Li Xianyun couldn’t help but laugh; such a man as Yelu Yan could actually be nervous, which was indeed quite a rare spectacle.

However, Yelu Yan’s nerves only showed at the very beginning, and he soon sang with ease.

Li Xianyun gazed up at him, utterly enchanted.

When Yelu Yan sang, his whole body radiated an openness and wildness that were impossible to ignore, a stark contrast to his usual seriousness and rigidity, and he seemed much more lively than usual.

Li Xianyun couldn’t help but think that if Yelu Yan wasn’t so stern and enigmatic, just with his handsome looks and this deep, pleasant voice, he would have no idea how many young girls dreaming of love he would bewitch.

After the song ended, Li Xianyun teased him, "Husband, you really do sing wonderfully, much better than the performers at Chunying Pavilion."

Chunying Pavilion was the most famous entertainer house in Chang’an, housing many handsome male performers.

Many high-status women in Chang’an would secretly visit Chunying Pavilion, ready to spend a fortune to please their favorite performers.

To punish those high-born ladies who had mistreated her, Li Xianyun had once visited that place.

Only after going there did she realize what was meant by "dazzled by wealth" and "indulgence in pleasures of all senses."

Those male performers were indeed very handsome and sang very well.

Money is good indeed; it could make both men and women be served comfortably.

The smile on Yelu Yan’s face froze like the surface of a lake in winter, and he asked in a somewhat hard voice, "You’ve been to Chunying Pavilion?"

He tried to keep his tone from being too cold and his expression from being too grim, not wanting to scare her.

Li Xianyun was stunned.

She had thought Yelu Yan wasn’t aware of Chunying Pavilion, so she blurted it out without any reservation.

Gauging his expression and tone now, he must have some understanding of Chunying Pavilion.

Li Xianyun let out an awkward laugh and said, "I did go once, but I didn’t do anything."

She was a respectable married woman, how could she possibly engage in consorting with sponsored men?

Yelu Yan put down the hand warmer and lifted her chin gently, pretending to be angry, "And what else were you planning to do, hm?"

But the tenderness in his eyes betrayed him.

Li Xianyun was not the least bit afraid of him, "Husband, that hurts."

As soon as the coquettish voice rang out, Yelu Yan let go of her chin, obediently picked up the hand warmer, and continued to warm her stomach with it.

"You’re not allowed to go to places like that anymore, and you’re not allowed to look at other men."

Li Xianyun answered with a smile, "Mhm."

Yelu Yan was a big ball of jealousy, prone to jealousy over even a cat, let alone another man.

Li Xianyun snuggled up to Yelu Yan’s warm body, "Husband, sing some more for me, I want to listen."

"Alright."

As he spoke, Yelu Yan bent down and placed a kiss on her lips.

Suddenly, Li Xianyun thought menstrual periods were a good thing; she could take advantage of this time to be naughty.

Because no matter how she teased, Yelu Yan couldn’t do anything to her.

Thinking this, Li Xianyun made the move to kiss him back just as Yelu Yan was about to pull away.

Her moist lips brushed against his, and Yelu Yan was taken aback, looking down at Li Xianyun.

Her eyes, brimming with mirth, were fixed on him, as if she were a sprite luring him.

Yelu Yan slightly raised his head and asked with a dry throat, "Doesn’t it hurt anymore?"

"It hurts."

"Then why are you still..."

"Kissing might make it stop hurting."

Yelu Yan’s lips curved up into a smile, intrigued by such a delightful prospect, and he eagerly leaned in.

Yelu Yan bent down and drew close, enveloping her lips with his, their tongues entwining.

The crisp sound of their wet kisses caused Yelu Yan to swell with arousal.

Li Xianyun seemed to be teasing him on purpose, not only deepening their kiss but also sliding her cool hand under the hem of his clothes, groping and squeezing.

Yelu Yan felt like he was being roasted over a fire, a painful ache spreading with no relief in sight.

After a long kiss, Yelu Yan looked down at the woman in his arms with flushed cheeks.

Her lips were tender and moist, her little face blushed pink, and her beautiful eyes were leisurely gazing at him.

Yelu Yan, panting, said, "Do you think because your husband won’t do anything to you, you can keep teasing me like this?"

Li Xianyun, her face flushed, responded innocently, "What to do, I’ve been discovered, how shall I handle this?"

Her guileless expression and sweet, tender voice were like claws, deeply hooking people in.

Yelu Yan gritted his teeth, wishing he could flip her over and take her right then and there.

Li Xianyun enjoyed seeing him aroused yet forced to restrain himself; she giggled and snuggled into Yelu Yan’s embrace.

Yelu Yan was so frustrated he felt itchy teeth, but what could he do? He had to dote on his woman with all his might.

He swallowed, taking in her breath along with his own, cleared his throat, but it was still hoarse with desire, "Will you listen?"

"Mhm."

"Close your eyes."

Yelu Yan wanted to lull her to sleep so that the pain would diminish.

Li Xianyun obediently closed her eyes.

Yelu Yan’s deep and melodious singing voice filled the room.

For the first time, Li Xianyun felt that her monthly discomfort wasn’t so torturous: she could flirt without responsibility like a shameless woman and also listen to such beautiful singing.

Li Xianyun, distracted by the song, no longer focused on the discomfort in her abdomen. Gradually, her body relaxed, and she quickly fell asleep with her eyes closed, not waking until dawn.

If it hadn’t been for the meowing of a kitten, Li Xianyun might not have woken up at all.

She snuggled in like a piglet, only to discover she was in someone’s broad embrace.

Li Xianyun, with her eyes still closed, reached out uncertainly and grabbed a few times at a firm chest.

Indeed, she was in Yelu Yan’s arms. Why hadn’t he gone to the morning court yet?

Li Xianyun, still with her eyes closed, nestled her little head against his chest while her hand ventured lower.

Her potential to act like a flirtatious woman was always lurking.

Yelu Yan hadn’t expected Li Xianyun to be so bold, but there she was, grabbing hold of him.

He couldn’t help but gasp, yet he did not stop her, allowing her to play with it in her hand.

It wasn’t until Yelu Yan couldn’t bear it any longer, letting out a muffled groan, that he took her small hand into his and squeezed it.

It was then that Li Xianyun opened her eyes and saw his handsome face flushed red.

Yelu Yan looked down at her, grinding his teeth, "Xianxian, after your period is over, see how your husband will discipline you."

Li Xianyun laughed, "You won’t have the heart to do it."

As a favored concubine, she had the confidence to be a bit haughty.

Yelu Yan was at a loss for words, only looking at her with a smile.

He really couldn’t bear to do it, treasuring her in the palm of his hand, not wanting her to be in pain.

Li Xianyun lay on Yelu Yan’s solid chest, her chin resting on the back of her hand, looking up at him, "Husband, why haven’t you gone to morning court?"

"There’s nothing major at court; I’m taking a day off today," Yelu Yan replied.

Li Xianyun knew that he stayed away from court only because she wasn’t feeling well.

The last time she had had her period, Yelu Yan had stayed with her just the same.