The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan
Chapter 383 - 382 Why are you ignoring your husband? (First update)

Chapter 383: 382 Why are you ignoring your husband? (First update)

On the cold streets, the sound of strong, powerful horse hooves echoed.

Several burly men, astride majestic horses draped in the glow of the setting sun, raced forward with abandon.

The leader was out in front, distancing himself from the others.

His posture was nimble, and he was incredibly handsome, exuding an untamed wildness, yet not lacking the demeanor of a refreshing breeze under the bright moon.

Two contradictory vibes fused perfectly within him, a natural-born ruler with an imposing aura that left onlookers in awe and submission.

When they arrived at Xuanyi Pavilion’s entrance, Yelu Yan pulled the reins, and the Chestnut Flame Horse reared up, neighing loudly before landing heavily.

Before the horse had even steadied, Yelu Yan leapt down from its back.

At the doorway, the Young Servant in charge was a Palace Servant from within the palace, overly familiar with his own Khan.

He hurriedly took the reins from Yelu Yan’s hand.

Not waiting for the Young Servant to bow, Yelu Yan strode into the courtyard with agile steps.

Jinwu and the others followed closely, and four men remained outside to stand guard while Jinwu and the rest entered, waiting on standby to heed their Khan’s orders.

Li Xianyun, with her team, arranged the medical supplies and then checked every compartment.

She turned the main room upon entering the courtyard into a dispensary to prepare medicines for patients.

The two Erfang were designated for administering acupuncture to women.

Li Xianyun had Ge Lei bring craftsmen to partition the east and west wing rooms into five small rooms each with screens. Now there were ten small rooms for medical officers and Imperial Physicians to hold consultations.

To protect the patients’ privacy, Li Xianyun fitted doors to each compartment.

Each room had a table and chairs.

On the desks were brush holders and writing materials along with basic medical equipment.

Seeing some disarray on the desk, Li Xianyun leaned down to rearrange items, and upon looking up, she saw a tall and erect figure standing at the doorway.

He stood there like an infatuated man, his eyes filled with tender laughter, as if ready to drown someone in his affection.

Yelu Yan had purposely not announced his presence, coming silently to where Li Xianyun was, wanting to see what she was doing.

Li Xianyun glanced at him then continued to arrange the items, ignoring him.

Yelu Yan strode over, his rough hands encircling her slender waist, pulling her into his embrace as he apologized with a smile, "It’s getting dark, why haven’t you returned to the palace yet?"

Li Xianyun replied calmly, "I’m not finished yet."

Yelu Yan looked at her and laughed, "What else needs to be done? Let your husband help."

"No need, I’m almost finished."

Yelu Yan bent down to look at her, his handsome face just inches away, their breaths mingling.

"Didn’t you forgive your husband this morning? Why are you still ignoring me?"

He had caused quite a commotion that morning.

In fact, when he woke up, he looked down at Li Xianyun sleeping soundly in his arms.

Yelu Yan knew he had been troubling her a lot these days and she should get some rest, so he had been holding back.

Until Li Xianyun turned over in his arms.

Her white sleeping gown had a loose neckline, which gaped even wider as she turned.

Looking down from his vantage point, the beautiful view was entirely within his sight.

The twin peaks were pressed tightly together, forming deep, enticing crevices.

Yelu Yan felt his blood rush to his head.

He closed his eyes and endured for a moment while Li Xianyun’s warm breath gently brushed his neck.

Eventually, Yelu Yan could no longer restrain himself and lifted his rough hand to delve inside her neckline.

Li Xianyun, perhaps exhausted from the previous night’s exertions, was oblivious, allowing him to toy with her as he pleased.

The full, silky smoothness beneath his grasp was irresistible.

Perhaps he used too much strength.

Li Xianyun’s eyelashes trembled, her brows furrowed slightly, as she murmured in a tender voice, "Husband, please don’t..."

Yelu Yan could never resist her when she pleaded with him in such a delicate manner, collapsing in defeat immediately.

He pecked light kisses on Li Xianyun’s lovely cheeks.

Then his whole being dived under the covers, his hands wreaking havoc on her chest before moving downwards.