The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan
Chapter 330 - 329 It’s all because he indulged too much (Third Watch)

Chapter 330: 329 It’s all because he indulged too much (Third Watch)

Li Xianyun wanted Yelu Yan to keep her company, but she didn’t want to delay him from dealing with his official duties.

"Husband, go attend to your official duties. I will leave the palace after I’ve finished my meal."

There were many things waiting for her outside the palace.

Yelu Yan wrapped his arms around Li Xianyun’s slender waist, holding her in his embrace, "You must rest well in the palace today, and you are not allowed to leave."

He rarely used such a commanding tone with her, and this time he was a bit angry, upset that she was not taking good care of her body.

But he didn’t dare to get too angry with her, fearful of scaring her.

He knew very well that his stern face could be quite frightening.

When Li Xianyun first came to the Khitan, she had been afraid of Yelu Yan for a short time, but at some point, she stopped fearing him because Yelu Yan was truly very good to her.

Moreover, she had mastered the method of making Yelu Yan compromise—whenever she acted coquettishly or kissed him a few times, he would relent.

As usual, Li Xianyun climbed onto him, held Yelu Yan’s head, and kissed his face messily.

Yelu Yan, amused by her antics, turned his head away and said, "Kissing your husband is useless, you’re still not allowed to go."

Seeing that it didn’t work, Li Xianyun stopped kissing him, sat up, and looked at him with a grievance, pouting, "My stomach doesn’t hurt anymore."

Yelu Yan sat up and watched her with a smile, unwavering, "Even so, it’s not allowed. I asked the people from the Imperial Medical Bureau, during your period you need to rest and should not overexert yourself. These next few days you need to stay put in the palace."

"At least stay in the palace during the first two days of your period," Yelu Yan added.

He had really compromised a lot.

"But the tube carts and turnover carts are not built yet. I need to oversee them."

"Haven’t you already built three tube carts? And you’ve also directed them to make a turnover cart. If they still can’t do things right, what use are they to your husband?"

So he knew everything already.

Li Xianyun pulled his rough hand, shook it, and continued to haggle, "Husband, just let me leave the palace, I promise I won’t tire myself out."

As she spoke, she even raised her little finger to swear.

"No."

Yelu Yan was as stubborn as a cold, hard stone when he decided on something.

Li Xianyun moved closer, wrapped her arms around his neck, and buried her little face in his neck, whispering affectionately, "Please, husband, can I?"

The moment Li Xianyun drew near, Yelu Yan enveloped her in his embrace, his actions candid but his words unyielding, "No means no, and acting spoiled won’t work either."

Li Xianyun "hmphed", lifted her head to look at him, "If you can’t control me, I will leave the palace."

"You..."

Yelu Yan was so exasperated he was at a loss for words; it was all his own fault for indulging her, indulging his Xianxian to the point where she didn’t listen to him at all.

Li Xianyun pried Yelu Yan’s arm off her and scooted to the edge of the bed to put on her shoes.

Yelu Yan watched that charming figure, letting out a soft sigh involuntarily.

If Li Xianyun was determined to disobey, he really had no way to stop her.

If Li Xianyun hadn’t been on her period, he could have used his authority to force her to submit.

But now, as she was menstruating, he couldn’t even touch her, nor could he hold her down on his lap and spank her bottom. He was truly caught between a rock and a hard place, helpless.

But who was he? In the time it took to raise an eyebrow, he had come up with a strategy.

Yelu Yan put on his shoes and swept Li Xianyun up in a horizontal carry as she took a few steps out.

Li Xianyun exclaimed, "What are you doing?"

"To serve you as you dress and wash up."

Li Xian thought he had agreed and revealed a sweet smile, "Husband, I just knew you are the best to me."

Yelu Yan’s smile turned up at the corners, his chuckles feigning amusement.

That expression was simply too funny, and Li Xianyun couldn’t help but laugh out loud, her crescent eyes and cherry lips as beautiful as could be.

Yelu Yan placed Li Xianyun in front of the dressing table, then picked up an outer garment from the rack to put on, looking at her as he said, "Your husband will go out for a while."

"Mm."

No sooner had Yelu Yan stepped out of the inner chamber than Youlan and a maid came in carrying wooden basins and washing essentials, as Zhuo Ma had left the palace early in the morning to take care of the workshop affairs.