The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan
Chapter 378 - 377 What kind of reward is this? (Second Update)

Chapter 378: 377 What kind of reward is this? (Second Update)

Seeing the person behind him about to assault him again, Zhang Er hurriedly said,

"Don’t hit me, don’t hit me anymore, what I said isn’t entirely rumors, Princess Hehui and Sheng Family’s eldest son, Sheng Heng, have been childhood sweethearts. The Sheng Family has been practicing medicine for generations, but for Princess Hehui’s sake, Sheng Heng gave up medicine to gain scholarly honor and even became the top scholar. The Prince’s Mansion was also intent on marrying Princess Hehui to him. If it wasn’t for the current Emperor of Houliang meddling, they would have been married long ago, perhaps even with children."

Seeing the cold expression on the face of his own Khan, Yelang went up and slapped Zhang Er several times in the face, angrily saying, "For babbling nonsense!"

Zhang Er covered his head and argued loudly, "I wasn’t babbling nonsense, everyone in Chang’an knows about Princess Hehui and the eldest son of the Sheng Family. Just ask around, and you’ll see I’m telling the truth!"

Yelu Yan looked at Yelang and spoke calmly, "The old rules."

The old rules meant that after rigorous interrogation, if nothing substantial was found out, the person would be killed.

Yelang respectfully saluted with a bent arm and said, "Yes!"

Yelu Yan rose and walked out.

Zhang Er cried out from behind him, "Noble sir, spare my life, noble sir, spare my life, I will never dare again."

Soon, his pleas for mercy were replaced by howls of pain.

Jinwu looked worriedly at his own Khan, whose demeanor remained expansive, his joy and anger not shown on his face.

But Jinwu still felt the coldness emanating from his Khan, making people dare not approach.

He wanted to say something but was afraid of misspeaking and being punished to guard the city gates.

If he had known the outcome would be like this, Jinwu would have advised Yelu Yan not to come to Yan Manor.

But Jinwu also knew that even if he had, it would have been no use; the Khan was very concerned about his Queen.

Lately, there had been endless rumors and gossip about the Queen in Capital City.

Yelu Yan was very angry and ordered the Hidden Guard to quickly find the source and eliminate the people involved, no matter how many.

Had it not been for such action, who knows how many idle talks about the Queen would be in Capital City.

After leaving the secret chamber, Yelu Yan said to Yelang, who accompanied him, in a deep voice, "This Khan is still too merciful. Send a message to the Houtang’s secret stronghold; this Khan will make that Ninth Princess’s life worse than death."

Yelang saluted with a bent arm and said, "Yes!"

With a stern face, Yelu Yan mounted his horse and spurred it sharply, galloping away.

Jinwu and the other guards hurriedly leapt onto their horses and followed closely.

When Yelu Yan returned to the Khan Palace, Li Xianyun was sitting inside the Warm Pavilion reading a book.

Hearing the door opening and footsteps, Li Xianyun put down the book, lifted the curtain, and came out to greet him.

"Husband, you’re back," she said.

"Hmm."

As he spoke, Yelu Yan extended his long arms to catch the delicate body that ran into his embrace.

He swept Li Xianyun up entirely, his rough hand supporting her pert bottom, holding her high up and looking up at her with a smile.

"You’ve returned quite early today," she remarked.

Li Xianyun raised a hand to stroke his face, molding it out of shape.

Seeing Yelu Yan’s handsome cheeks distort comically, Li Xianyun couldn’t help but laugh even more joyously.

Her eyes, as gentle as water, almost curved into sweet crescents.

She did have a bit of a wicked sense of humor.

"You’ve also come back early, haven’t you?" she replied.

Li Xianyun said this as she wrapped her arms around Yelu Yan’s neck, embracing him tightly.

"Husband, I’ve missed you," she murmured.

Yelu Yan kissed her cheek sloppily, "Your lips are so sweet, have you done something wrong?"

Li Xianyun laughed, "Your Xianxian is very well-behaved; how could I make a mistake?"

"That’s true," he conceded.

Li Xianyun sniffed at his shoulder, the smile disappearing, "Husband, why is there a smell of blood on you? Are you hurt?"

Yelu Yan’s body stiffened. He had been to the Yan Manor for an interrogation and got covered in the stench of blood. Fearing it would bother Li Xianyun, he intentionally went to the Hall of Diligent Governance to change his clothes, but he hadn’t changed the clothes closest to his skin.

He never expected she would still smell it.

Are the noses of all physicians this sensitive?

Yelu Yan carried Li Xianyun to the divan and set her down.

"Earlier, your husband went to interrogate a prisoner at the Yan Manor and got stained with the smell of blood," he explained.

Yelu Yan walked over to the wardrobe to fetch his undergarments.

Seeing Yelu Yan undressing in front of her, Li Xianyun still felt a bit awkward and averted her gaze.

Noticing her reaction, Yelu Yan chuckled softly, "Shy? It’s not like you haven’t seen before, you’ve even touched."

Li Xianyun was teased like this by him.

She indeed had touched him, not just there, but also his chest and abdomen.

Who says only women care about their figures, men do too.

Yelu Yan was tall and robust, with muscles as hard as stone to the touch of her index finger.

However, Li Xianyun didn’t have many chances to touch him because he would become aroused easily by her attempts.

After a few times, Li Xianyun dared not to touch him recklessly anymore.

Li Xianyun cleared her throat and changed the subject, "My husband, I understand now."

Yelu Yan paused, "Understand what?"

Li Xianyun snorted, "Still pretending?"

After he had put on his pants, Yelu Yan, with his chest bare, walked directly over to Li Xianyun.

Li Xianyun looked at his muscular physique. His strong chest was layered with scars which, far from ugly, seemed to add a wild and unrestrained ruggedness.

He approached carefreely, causing Li Xianyun’s face to blush. She turned her head away, "Hey, don’t be so casual, button up your shirt."

Yelu Yan, with a naughty smile at the corner of his mouth, pretended not to hear and walked up to her, staring straight at her.

Li Xianyun glanced at him and complained, "You’re so annoying."

She tried to slip away from his side as she spoke.

Yelu Yan swiftly wrapped her in his arms and bent over to look her in the eye with a smile, "Why run? Hmm?"

Li Xianyun huffed and kept silent.

Yelu Yan, supporting himself with his hands beside her, leaned over to give her lips a light peck.

He knew how to make her blush and her heart flutter.

"Are you angry that I meddled in your affairs?"

"Not at all. You’ve been so good to me; I was planning to reward you properly!"

Hearing this, Yelu Yan’s eyes widened, his face full of expectation and a mischievous smile.

Li Xianyun knew he had misunderstood, and quickly clarified, "My husband, I cooked your favorite dishes myself today as a reward."

Yelu Yan’s brows twitched, dissatisfied, "Is that what you call a reward?"

Li Xianyun found it amusing how his mind seemed to be filled with thoughts of being intimate with her...

"Yes."

Yelu Yan frowned, "How is that any kind of reward?"

"Let’s not count it then." Li Xianyun tried to slip away under his arm, looking down.

But she was picked up horizontally by someone instead.

Yelu Yan looked at her with a smile, saying, "Since you hesitate to give, I have no choice but to take by force."

He has become capable of saying all sorts of cheeky things now.

Li Xianyun, kicking her legs small, said, "Put me down quickly, the food is being kept warm on the stove, it won’t taste good if it’s overcooked."

"When there’s something even tastier to eat, why bother with that?"

Saying this, the person in question strode quickly to the bedside, laid Li Xianyun down on the bed, and then immediately climbed on top of her.

He didn’t put most of his weight on Li Xianyun, fearful of hurting her.

Yelu Yan looked down affectionately at Li Xianyun, gently caressing her small face with the back of his wheat-colored hand.

The two were so close, they could see their own reflections in each other’s eyes.

One was shy and agitated; the other was deeply affectionate.

Li Xianyun didn’t know why he was gazing at her like this and called out, "My husband."

"Hmm."

Yelu Yan tenderly kissed Li Xianyun’s lips, then taking them in his mouth, he searched and entwined.

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