The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan
Chapter 373 - 372 I’m not worried about you (second update)

Chapter 373: 372 I’m not worried about you (second update)

Li Xianyun spoke softly, "That’s good."

Yelu Yan looked down at her, his jade-like face in the lamplight becoming even more charming and alluring.

"You’re not worried about your husband now, are you?"

Li Xianyun raised her eyes to look at him and stubbornly said, "I wasn’t worried about you."

"Is that so?"

"Yes."

Yelu Yan pecked her lips with a kiss and laughed, "Aren’t they quite soft? Why so hard-mouthed when speaking?"

Li Xianyun’s eyes glistened as she side-glanced him, resting her little head on his shoulder while her small hand idly played with his lapel.

Her small hand was white and tender, boneless like she herself.

All of a sudden, Yelu Yan’s primal instincts surged.

Ahead, the corridor split into two paths, one leading to the Khan Palace, the other to Qingyan Pool.

Yelu Yan, holding Li Xianyun, deliberately headed towards the path leading to Qingyan Pool.

Li Xianyun was enveloped in the steady and powerful heartbeat of Yelu Yan. By the time she sensed something amiss, they had already gone quite some distance.

Li Xianyun looked up at the tall man, "My Lord, this isn’t the way back to the Khan Palace."

The corners of Yelu Yan’s mouth curved upwards, "The Qingyan Pool has many blooming water lilies, quite beautiful indeed. Your husband wants to take you to see them."

She had always liked lotus flowers, and he had known that for a while now.

Li Xianyun trusted him, but asked a bit curiously, "My Lord, with your busy official duties, how do you have the leisure to care about this?"

"They say that ’a woman dresses for the man she loves, a man could die for a friend who understands him.’ As long as it is something you like, your husband will pay attention."

Yelu Yan spoke elegantly, but in reality, he was brimming with lustful thoughts.

Li Xianyun looked up to scrutinize him.

Yelu Yan felt ticklish being stared at and gruntly huffed, "Why do you look at your husband like that?"

"My Lord, have you smeared honey on your lips? Why are your words so sweet and slick today?"

"Is that so? Do you want to have a taste?"

As Yelu Yan said that, he leaned in to kiss her.

Li Xianyun quickly pressed her small hand against his lips, pushing up his handsome face a bit, "Oh my, My Lord, please be more serious."

Yelu Yan murmured vaguely, "Alright, alright, alright."

His agreement was so docile that Li Xianyun almost couldn’t believe it.

Whenever Yelu Yan wanted to kiss her or tease her, he always succeeded. It was she who had indulged him.

She complied every time he asked, spoiling him to the point where he would pull her over day and night, clamoring for attention whenever he pleased.

That he was so agreeable today was indeed rare. Li Xianyun hadn’t expected that he was actually holding back his mischief.

By the Qingyan Pool, the inky water gently held the lotus leaves and water lilies, which under the stars and lamplight, lay one by one, one flower after another, serenely floating on the surface, so tranquil, so beautiful, striking straight into the heart.

Li Xianyun struggled to get down.

Yelu Yan did not stop her; once she was steady, he wrapped his arms around her waist.

The two walked leisurely by the lake.

Such tranquil good times felt both real and illusory.

After walking for a while, Yelu Yan suggested, "Xianxian, would you like to go to the high tower in the middle of the water to take a look? From up high, the view is surely a different realm."

Li Xianyun agreed without a second thought.

It was as if she were back to the night she couldn’t sleep. She had been gazing out of the window; Yelu Yan thought she had encountered an assassin and had rushed into her chamber. Discovering her insomnia, he had taken her here to Qingyan Pool.

They stayed atop the tower for a long time.

And there, she had fallen asleep, and it had been Yelu Yan who had carried her back.

However, unlike that day, the moonlight was like silver last night; tonight, the stars are resplendent, the similarity lies in the same beauty.

Yelu Yan carried Li Xianyun by the waist to the base of the high tower, lifted her horizontally, lightly touched the ground, stepped on the eaves of the tower, and with a few leaps, reached the top, but he did not land on the tower’s peak, instead, he ascended the highest terrace.

The sensation of weightlessness from taking off did not make Li Xianyun feel afraid; she didn’t know when it started, but she had grown to rely heavily on Yelu Yan.

As long as he was there, she felt very safe.

Seeing her excitement, Yelu Yan did not want to dampen her spirits, so he suppressed his own desires and set her down steadily.

Li Xianyun leaned on the railing, looking at the water lilies on the water with a smile in her eyes.

From a high vantage point, Li Xianyun could see the outline of Qingyan Pool very clearly, and the layered roofs of the Imperial Palace came into view.

Familar sights always emitted a different radiance when suddenly viewed from a new angle.

Yelu Yan embraced her from behind, gently nibbling on her ear and cheek.

Li Xianyun habitually leaned into his broad embrace, looking into the distance, and murmured, "My lord, the Imperial Palace looks so beautiful from here."

"It is quite beautiful," someone replied in a husky voice.

Li Xianyun finally realized something was amiss and turned to look, only to see a pair of deep eyes dyed with desire.

Yelu Yan pressed his midsection forward.

Li Xianyun then became aware of the beast’s change, and looking at Yelu Yan in astonishment, she said, "My lord, you can’t be thinking..."

Yelu Yan turned her slender yet round shoulders toward him, bent down to gaze at her, "You just realized?"

Li Xianyun finally understood; she should have noticed when he’d started down the wrong path.

Seeing the timidity in her eyes, Yelu Yan wanted to tease her even more. He leaned in and fiercely captured her lips, while his hand cradled the back of her head, making the kiss even more forceful and satisfying.

After a deep blush-inducing kiss, Yelu Yan let her go slightly, resting his forehead against her smooth one, his sturdy chest heaving as he caught his breath, "Xianxian, you are such a seductive little demon; I don’t even know what to do with you."

I don’t know how to indulge the one I love, loving her cautiously, loving her anxiously.

After finishing those words, Yelu Yan lifted Li Xianyun up and strode into the tower.

This octagonal tower was designed for sightseeing, with windows on all sides, all of which were closed at the moment, but the light under the eaves still seeped through the gaps, so the interior was not dark.

Inside the tower was a large table and several Taishi Chairs, all made from solid wood and stained with red lacquer, very sturdy and solid.

The place was cleaned daily by Palace Attendants, making it very tidy.

Yelu Yan carried Li Xianyun straight to the table, sat her on it, and then spread her legs apart to stand between them, looking down at her foolishly.

Li Xianyun glanced at him hastily and then swept her gaze elsewhere.

Little did she know, such a delicate and evasive gesture was all the more enticing.

Yelu Yan tightened the long arm around her waist and pulled her deeply into his embrace, the two of them pressing closely together.

The man and the woman’s chests pressed together.

Li Xianyun tried to retreat, but Yelu Yan wouldn’t let her, holding her tightly in his embrace, he lowered his head and claimed her lips, nibbling on her.

Li Xianyun couldn’t withstand his passionate assault, she closed her eyes, her eyelashes fluttering chaotically.

Her waist and the back of her head were immobilized; her small hands could only grasp the clothes at his waist.

Yelu Yan really was a bad man, tempting her and entwining with her.

The sound of water trickled, it was uncertain whether it was the wind passing by under the tower or coming from...

After an indefinite amount of time, Yelu Yan looked down at her, in the faint light streaming in, her lips were exceptionally red, her eyes tearful and shy, clearly someone who had been bullied.

But what was that, really?

It was only a beginning.

Yelu Yan signaled with his mouth.

Li Xianyun said with a trembling voice, "Don’t."

It was too shameful.

"Be good."