The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan
Chapter 356 - 355 Teaching you as your husband (second update)

Chapter 356: 355 Teaching you as your husband (second update)

Qin Rou still maintained the same position she had just before, sprawled out widely, she lifted her eyes to look at Li Mu, her chest rising and falling as if exhausted, "Your Majesty’s virility."

Men do always like to be praised in such a manner.

Li Mu reached out a hand to explore downwards and fondled her, "Did your previous men have my virility?"

Qin Rou bent over, pushing his hand away, pleading for mercy.

Yet in her heart, she scorned Li Mu.

He was feeble, requiring either medicine or incense each time; didn’t she know the score?

Every time, Qin Rou had to force herself to shout passionately, constantly moaning in various tones, always exhausting her throat.

"Your Majesty...mighty..."

Qin Rou seemingly couldn’t take it anymore, suddenly sitting up and pulling Li Mu down on top of her, imagining him as Murong Ce, for whom she’d willingly do anything.

Qin Rou’s voice was extremely loud, as if afraid the entire palace wouldn’t know she was serving the emperor’s bed.

Aluo stood outside the door, hearing everything clearly. Weren’t things supposed to have quieted down just before? Why start again?

She couldn’t help but curse inwardly: "Slut."

But that was what men liked—her type of screaming.

Whether long or broken, whether deep or high-pitched, off-key and discordant, it was those shattered sounds that best inspired a man’s heart.

Otherwise, Li Mu wouldn’t always stay in Qin Rou’s palace, where he always felt like a dead tree coming to bloom again, reverting back to his youth.

Half an hour later, Li Mu emerged from the inner chamber, his neck covered in red marks left by that woman.

-

Yanfei Palace.

Li Yumin had already received the news from her maids that Li Mu was fooling around with that vixen Qin Rou; she had gotten so angry that she had smashed everything she could lift all over again.

After venting her anger, she slumped in a chair, her eyes red with fury as she gazed ahead.

If only her mother were still alive, someone would have protected her, given her advice.

But her mother had been framed by Li Xianyun for adultery and had been forced to drink poison by her father the emperor.

It was all Li Xianyun’s doing that led to her mother’s death.

"One day, I will tear that despicable woman into ten thousand pieces," she vowed.

The maid stood by her side, not daring to speak, not sure whether she was referring to Li Xianyun or Qin Rou.

Regardless of whom, both were quite scheming. Li Yumin had suffered many setbacks in front of them and was not someone she could merely wish away.

A maid rushed in hurriedly, whispering, "Your Highness, Your Highness, the emperor has arrived."

Li Yumin quickly got up, helped by a maid onto a stool, and on tiptoes, reached for the hanging white silk on the crossbeam.

This was the moment Li Mu walked in.

"Minmin, what are you doing now?" he asked.

Standing on the stool, Li Yumin responded, "Father, why do you always listen to Yelu Yan? If Yelu Yan asks you to protect the Prince’s Mansion, you protect the Prince’s Mansion. Now he tells you to punish me, you want to punish me. He is the ruler of a country, and so are you; why must you listen to him in everything?"

Li Mu had explained these matters repeatedly, wearing his lips thin.

"The Khitan are strong, their army is unstoppable, not to be trifled with. After Houtang’s defeat last time, we have to present vast wealth to the Khitan every year. If we don’t heed them, it would be the lesser problem if they demand more. But what if they invade from the south? The Houtang soldiers are weak; how many days do you think they can hold out? By then, even my throne may no longer be secure." He paused for a moment, then continued, "What’s past is past, since Li Xianyun has already married into the barbaric lands, why keep dwelling on the past?"

Li Yumin sneered, "I just hate her, can’t stand to see her well off."

She didn’t mention the matter of her mother. After all, her father was the one who had ultimately ordered her mother’s death, and indeed her mother had been guilty of adultery.

The matter was disgraceful and couldn’t be put in plain sight.

Li Yumin had thought that Li Xianyun, upon marrying into the Khitan, would suffer terribly and be covered in injuries. Instead, she found herself coddled in the palm of Yelu Yan’s hand.

Having a tarnished reputation in Houtang and being discarded by Murong Ce were all because of that damned woman Li Xianyun.

How could she ever let Li Xianyun have it easy?

"After all is said and done, your opposition to her is all for the sake of Murong Ce. But what’s so good about that ruthless and unscrupulous Murong Ce?" he asked.

"He just is!" she insisted.

Li Mu sighed, realizing she would not turn back until she hit the wall.

"Regarding your wish to be married off to Houliang, your father can send someone to negotiate, but you should stay quiet and stop meddling with the Prince’s Mansion. Otherwise, your wishes, I will no longer strategize for you."

"Moreover," I have already said, Murong Ce is not someone to be manipulated at will. If he does not agree, there is nothing I can do,"

Having said this, Li Mu turned and left, his sleeves flapping as he went.

-

Yelu Yan and Li Xianyun returned to the Khan Palace very late, with Li Xianyun already overwhelmingly sleepy in the carriage.

Upon returning to the inner chamber, she insisted on taking a bath and washing up before getting into bed, refreshed and clean.

The following morning, she was awakened by Yelu Yan’s kisses.

Li Xianyun pushed at his cheek, mumbling, "Husband, stop, I am so tired."

Yelu Yan pressed against her, kissing her little hand, "Your husband has to go to the military camp after morning court today and will return late. We will not see each other all day, so let me kiss you properly now. You just keep sleeping, don’t mind me, alright?"

Li Xianyun had no choice but to lie back and let him do as he willed.

Yelu Yan pecked at her lips, then kissed her earlobes, taking them into his mouth.

Li Xianyun felt her earlobes burning hot.

She could only close her eyes and bite down on her lips.

Yelu Yan kissed her swan-like neck and began to undo her clothes.

Li Xianyun, groggy with sleepiness, had no wish to move until Yelu Yan buried his face in her chest and nibbled there.

His other hand was not idle either.

Li Xianyun’s drowsiness slowly dissipated; she arched her neck backward and called out, "Husband."

Yelu Yan nibbled while watching her and simultaneously moved her little hand away.

That was when Li Xianyun realized he was without his lower garments.

"Husband, you..."

"What should I do?"

Li Xianyun opened her eyes, her voice trembling as she said, "I don’t know how."

"Let your husband teach you."

But Li Xianyun’s hand did not know what to do.

Yelu Yan, left with no choice, rolled over to hold her upon himself and looked up at her, "Kiss your husband."

Li Xianyun wrapped her arms around him and kissed him obediently.

Kissing his lips and cheeks, she finally kissed his adam’s apple.

She didn’t understand why, but she had a particular fondness for his throat and took great pleasure in it.

Yelu Yan took her little hand and showed her what to do...

Leaving her hand covered in stickiness.

Yelu Yan lay in bed, lifting a hand to touch her cheek.

Blushing, Li Xianyun said, "Husband, it hasn’t gone down yet."

"These things aren’t that easy," Yelu Yan replied, "It will be alright once your menstrual flow has ended."

Li Xianyun cuddled in Yelu Yan’s arms, taking the substance and smearing it all over him.

Yelu Yan looked at her and laughed.

The two indulged in bed for a while before finally getting up.

Today, Li Xianyun had important matters to attend to, otherwise, she would not have hurried along with Yelu Yan.

After finishing her meal, she left the palace. Before she departed, Yelu Yan couldn’t help but give her endless words of caution and concern.

Li Xianyun arrived at an ordinary herb shop in the East Market.

Upon seeing Li Xianyun, the shop owner got up and was about to guide her to the backyard.

Bater and Youlan wanted to follow, but Li Xianyun said, "Just wait here for me, I’ll be back soon."

As Bater was about to speak, Youlan said, "These are all our own people, you do not need to worry."

In the backyard, the shop owner greeted Li Xianyun with a fist-and-palm salute and said, "Hall Master."

Li Xianyun looked at him and said, "Send a pigeon message to Chang’an immediately. The picture albums I gave them before my departure can now be leaked out. We need every household in Chang’an to have one for it to be effective."

"Yes!"