The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan
Chapter 413 - 412 Intentional by the Husband (Second Update)

Chapter 413: 412 Intentional by the Husband (Second Update)

Li Xianyun finished treating the old man and then headed to the wing room in the second entry courtyard.

Youlan and Bater stopped at the door.

Upon seeing Youlan, Jinwu moved towards her like a dog sniffing out a bone.

Bater looked at Jinwu amusingly, the corner of his mouth upturned in a smile, as if to say: Truly cheesy.

Jinwu acted as if he hadn’t seen that, and took out a snack wrapped in butter paper from his bosom and handed it to Youlan.

"Thank you, Big Brother Jin."

Youlan took the paper package, opened it, and ate a snack, "Big Brother Jin, don’t bring me food anymore. Zhuo Ma said if I keep eating, no one will want me."

Ever since Zhuo Ma started managing the workshop, she had been very dedicated. Li Xianyun didn’t need her service much anymore, so often Zhuo Ma would just rest in the workshop and seldom came back. When she did, she didn’t forget to take a jab at Youlan.

Jinwu stuck out his neck and said in a strong voice, "Who says no one wants you, I..."

He looked at Youlan’s clear, puzzled eyes and eventually refrained from saying anything too forward, instead saying, "If someone truly likes you, they wouldn’t mind whether you’re fat or thin, and you were too thin before. You look just right now, even prettier."

Bater felt goosebumps all over, shivered, and stepped a bit farther away.

How nauseating these two were.

Youlan laughed and said, "Then that’s good."

Jinwu tentatively asked, "So, should I still bring you food in the future?"

Youlan laughed, "Do bring it. Thank you, Big Brother Jin."

Jinwu grinned, raised his hand, and scratched the back of his head, looking adorably dumb.

Meanwhile, Yelu Yan, upon hearing the noise, got up from the Taishi Chair and welcomed the newcomer.

As soon as Li Xianyun entered the room, she saw him and smiled happily, becoming mischievous. She ran a couple of steps toward Yelu Yan and jumped onto him, wrapping her legs around his strong waist and her soft arms around his neck.

She was naturally delicate and light, hanging on Yelu Yan like a little monkey.

Yelu Yan held her upraised buttocks with his large hands and looked up at her with a smile, "My darling."

He puckered his lips at Li Xianyun, "A kiss."

Li Xianyun held his handsome cheeks and pecked his lips a few times, "My lord, have you finished with your official duties?"

"Yes, as soon as I finished with my duties, I hurried here without any delay. Did I keep you waiting?"

Whenever Yelu Yan was with Li Xianyun, his lips were always curved upward, beaming with joy, absolutely smitten with her.

"No delay, but we can go a bit earlier, so as not to keep Big Brother Sheng waiting."

"Alright, everything as you wish."

Just as Yelu Yan was about to carry her out, Li Xianyun wrapped her hands gently around Yelu Yan’s ears and rubbed them, "Set me down."

Yelu Yan paused and looked at her with a smile, "Having not seen Xianxian for half a day, I missed you dearly. You should show some gesture, like a deep kiss."

Li Xianyun lightly patted his shoulder with her hand and laughed, "Be serious."

Yelu Yan replied with a laugh, "I am being serious."

And he was seriously hell-bent on leading Li Xianyun astray, tirelessly and delightedly heading further and further down that road.

As Yelu Yan spoke, he opened his lips at Li Xianyun, revealing the tip of his tongue.

Such blatant flirting from him.

How could this man be so naughty?

Li Xianyun’s face blushed crimson, the redness seemed to instantly spread across her fair cheeks.

What was this behavior under the broad daylight?

With a "hmm" from Yelu Yan, and fearing he would continue to cling to her, Li Xianyun hurriedly glanced at his dark eyes, which were filled with mischief, and held his face, slowly delivering a kiss, her tongue entwining with his.

After a while.

Li Xianyun’s cautiousness seemed to greatly dissatisfy Yelu Yan.

The man carried Li Xianyun upright to the eastern side room and set her down steadily.

Li Xianyun’s cheeks were flushed as she timidly looked up at him, "My lord, it’s time to leave."

"Let’s kiss before we go."

As Yelu Yan spoke, he took hold of the back of Li Xianyun’s head and bent down to kiss her.

"Mmm..."

Li Xianyun let out a soft "mmm," her small hands helplessly grabbing onto his clothes.

Perhaps finding it cumbersome that Li Xianyun’s mouth was slightly open, Yelu Yan raised his rough hand to gently pinch her chin and pressed it down.

Li Xianyun had no choice but to open her lips wide to meet his.

Thus, Yelu Yan kissed her with ease and great satisfaction.

Li Xianyun didn’t know how many times she swallowed, and seeing that Yelu Yan was still thoroughly enjoying himself, she raised her pale little hand to push against his chest.

Yelu Yan deeply kissed her for a moment longer, then reluctantly let go, like savoring candy, he lingered on Li Xianyun’s lips and then raised his head, gazing at her foolishly while gently wiping the moisture from the edges of her lips.

"You mustn’t tempt your husband again," he said.

Li Xianyun, amused and exasperated by him, her cheeks flushed, coquettishly retorted, "It’s the pot calling the kettle black."

Yelu Yan also began to laugh.

After indulging in each other’s company for a while, Yelu Yan took Li Xianyun by the hand and left through the second courtyard’s door, got onto the carriage, and sped towards the inn where Sheng Heng stayed.

In the carriage, alone with her again, Yelu Yan could not help but pull Li Xianyun close, showering her with endearments and affection.

It wasn’t until the carriage stopped that Yelu Yan released Li Xianyun, wiping the moisture from her mouth and straightening the clothes that had become crumpled from his fondling.

Li Xianyun, feeling numbed lips, allowed Yelu Yan to lean over and straighten things out for her, asking, "My lord, do you think my lips are swollen?"

Without even looking, Yelu Yan continued straightening her clothes, chuckling, "Not at all."

Li Xianyun, increasingly exasperated, said, "I think you do it on purpose."

He often kissed her deeply, but seldom did he leave her lips swollen.

"I do it on purpose, and you can kiss me back," he said.

Li Xianyun: ...

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Cen Cong, hearing a knock at the door, cautiously asked, "Who is it?"

Last night, on their way back to the inn, they had encountered assassins.

Though Cen Cong was highly skilled in martial arts, Sheng Heng had no martial ability whatsoever, so the prospect of escaping unhurt from the mass of assassins was nearly impossible.

If it hadn’t been for the sudden arrival of some robust Khitan warriors coming to their rescue, they might well have met with a mishap the day before.

Li Xianyun’s clear voice came through, "It’s me."

Upon hearing this, Sheng Heng hurriedly got up and said, "Quick, open the door."

Cen Cong opened the door, and Yelu Yan walked in holding Li Xianyun by the hand.

Sheng Heng looked at Li Xianyun’s graceful figure, and then abruptly noticed the swelling and redness on her pale little face, clearly the aftermath of their intimate time together.

He stood motionless in front of the desk, his eyes reddening as if his soul had floated out from his back.

Although he knew that Li Xianyun and Yelu Yan were deeply affectionate and had shared a bed for several days, making some occurrences within reason.

But thinking it was one thing, and having it confirmed was quite another.

The flames of jealousy burned in his chest, yet he didn’t even have the right to show it.

Seeing that Sheng Heng remained motionless, his face pale with cold sweat on his forehead, Li Xianyun asked, "Big Brother Sheng, are you feeling unwell?"

Sheng Heng forced a smile, which looked rather strained, "No."

After saying this, he paid his respect to Yelu Yan.

Yelu Yan said, "Please, have a seat."

Yelu Yan, holding Li Xianyun’s hand, directly took a seat between them, his motives transparent.