The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan
Chapter 353 - 352 My Lord, you can’t bear to leave (first watch)

Chapter 353: 352 My Lord, you can’t bear to leave (first watch)

Li Xianyun wrapped her arms around Yelu Yan’s sturdy neck, resting her small head in the crook of his neck, with her smooth forehead pressed against his cheek.

Yelu Yan only felt a soft smoothness; her body carried a faint fragrance, always drawing him into this endless tenderness.

Li Xianyun, holding onto him, said in a soft voice, "Husband, you can’t bear to."

Yelu Yan chuckled lightly; his voice was very pleasant, even his laughter was melodious.

Indeed, he could hardly bear it; always holding back his strength, he would slow down whenever he saw she could take no more, like an arrow drawn on a taut bow, ready to release yet suddenly reining in, a somewhat difficult task that required great restraint.

"So that’s why you’re so bold?"

"Yeah," someone said proudly, "after all, you won’t do anything to me."

Yelu Yan, intending to tease her, gently lifted her chin a bit.

Her skin was white and flawless, her beautiful eyes conveyed deep affection.

A body full of allure.

Even simply sitting still, doing nothing, she could still utterly captivate someone.

"Then next time should I not hold back my strength?"

Li Xianyun snuggled softly in his arms, fearlessly said, "Only if you can bear to."

Yelu Yan’s smile grew deeper, "Indeed, I am completely at your mercy."

"It’s good that you know."

Yelu Yan watched her affectionately, gently caressing her smooth cheek with his hand, his eyes brimming with so much love it seemed they could drown someone.

He bent down to gently peck her moist lips, then deepened the kiss; soon, both were breathing in a quickened, disordered rhythm.

Why was it that kissing her was never enough?

When the group arrived in the streets of Shangjing at dusk, it was dinnertime, and the aroma of food tantalized the taste buds.

Li Xianyun was awakened by the smell.

Just now, in the carriage, the two had been entwined for a long time, tightly embracing each other.

The carriage wheels creaked, the bells tinkled, and as Li Xianyun listened, she grew sleepy and dozed off in Yelu Yan’s embrace.

She slept all the way.

Yelu Yan looked down at Li Xianyun and smiled, "Hungry?"

"Mhm."

Li Xianyun sat up straight and reached out to lift the curtain, but her small hand was caught by a larger one and brought down.

Yelu Yan reached out to wipe the sweat from her forehead and temple, "You’re sweating, and you’ll catch a cold if you get wind on you, not to mention your neckline is still open."

Li Xianyun looked down and saw her neckline was wide open, revealing quite a bit; she then raised her hand to tidy up her clothes, pretending to be serious as she said, "Flirtatious Man."

Yelu Yan laughed at her indignation, "You are my woman, if I desire, I merely have to take, what need is there for stealth?"

She had sweated quite a bit while sleeping, and Yelu Yan, seeing her heat up, had opened her neckline more; yet he worried that her belly would get cold and covered her abdomen with a thin, soft cloth.

"You were sweating profusely just now, so I loosened your neckline a bit," he explained.

Li Xianyun lowered her head to adjust her clothing, "You’re saying you didn’t look?"

Yelu Yan’s Adam’s apple moved with some difficulty, visibly trembling. Indeed, he had looked for a while, even reaching over to play with her and kiss her lips again and again.

Li Xianyun, heavy with sleep, knew nothing about it.

"You are mine; can’t I at least take a look?"

"Sure, I like it when you look."

After she spoke, Li Xianyun instantly regretted it, turning away, annoyed. When had she started speaking as boldly as him?

Yelu Yan embraced her from behind, resting his chin lightly on her delicate shoulder, his hand kneading her gently and then more firmly.

Li Xianyun didn’t shy away, though the hands on her chest were too brazen to ignore.

She placed her hand on his well-defined one and said, "Husband, I just fixed my clothes."

Yelu Yan dropped a kiss by her ear, his hand unceasing, guiding her pale, delicate hand to move along with his.

"I will tidy up for you later. You’re sweating, wait until it dries before going down,"

Bater drove the carriage, and Yelu Yan did not ask to stop, so the carriage slowly moved through the street market.

Outside the carriage, people’s noisy voices filled the air, but inside, the man was not at all disturbed as he kissed her neck, his hands never idle.

"My husband, I’m not sweating anymore."

Li Xianyun, to prove her point, grabbed his hand and placed it on her forehead, "Look, no sweat, right?"

Yelu Yan stopped, turned her around to neaten her clothes, "What would you like to eat?"

"I need to choose carefully."

When Li Xianyun saw that Yelu Yan had finished tidying her clothes, she struggled to sit by the window.

Yelu Yan held her as they moved there, and at the same time, he hung the curtain on the golden hook and pulled it back.

It was already dusk, and yellow and red lanterns lit up.

On the roadside, a variety of shops lined up, and the street was bustling with throngs of people, casting shadows in the vibrant atmosphere.

Though Li Xianyun was typically calm, she loved lively places and turned around excitedly to grab Yelu Yan’s lapel, sitting up and down twice on his broad lap.

"My husband, I want to go down."

"Alright, let’s go down."

Yelu Yan left a heavy kiss on her soft little face, then ordered, "Stop the carriage."

Bater tightened the reins and with a "whoa," the two horses gradually came to a stop.

Jinwu opened the carriage door, and Yelu Yan stepped down from the carriage.

Elegant as an orchid and sturdy as a jade tree, he immediately attracted many envious and admiring gazes as he descended.

Li Xianyun was helped down from the carriage by Yelu Yan.

"Those two young masters are both so handsome," someone commented as they looked at Li Xianyun.

The common folk were quite sincere; even though they found the pair attractive, they only looked as they passed by, not trailing after them to stare.

Li Xianyun perused the shops on both sides of the street and eventually chose one selling grilled mutton skewers.

That shop had a tent set up outside, where guests could dine inside the room or sit under the tent outdoors.

Li Xianyun pulled Yelu Yan to sit underneath the tent, watching the bustling crowd come and go.

The lively scene was very cozy.

Yelu Yan chose a relatively clean spot and swept off the stool with his sleeve before letting Li Xianyun sit down.

Feeling the unusual stares from around them, Li Xianyun tugged at his sleeve and whispered, "My husband, you should do as the locals do."

Yelu Yan was well aware that his actions would provoke many people’s criticism. A bit of roughness was acceptable for himself, but his woman needed to be treated delicately.

The two sat at a table, with Youlan and the other guards seated nearby.

The arrival of so many people delighted the shop owner.

Li Xianyun ordered a dozen mutton skewers, along with baked flatbread, and a few light dishes.

The warm light, laughter from the next table, conversations of passersby, and the hustle of nearby shops created a lively atmosphere that was utterly relaxing.

Li Xianyun saw someone at the next table drinking wine and leaned closer to Yelu Yan, whispering, "My husband, I’d like some wine."

Yelu Yan passed her a cup of tea, saying, "Why should a woman drink wine?"

Li Xianyun did not take the teacup but craned her neck and called out, "Innkeeper, warm up a pot of wine for us!"

"Right away! Coming right up for you, sir!"

Yelu Yan clicked his tongue, "Disobeying again?"

"Yes, disobeying."

Li Xianyun started eating her mutton skewers.

Yelu Yan watched her and laughed, "Drink just a little, understand?"

"Mhm."

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