The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan
Chapter 429 - 428 Are you feeling better? (Second update)

Chapter 429: 428 Are you feeling better? (Second update)

Yelu Yan leaned in and gently pressed down on Li Xianyun, showering her lips with delicate kisses, lingering on her earlobes and neck while lifting his hand to undo her garments.

Li Xianyun wrapped her arms around his head, her small hands threading through his hair.

After an indeterminate amount of time, Yelu Yan suddenly flipped over, cradling Li Xianyun and placing her atop himself.

The two of them switched positions, leaving their heads spinning.

Li Xianyun seldom viewed him from this superior angle.

Yelu Yan’s chiseled cheeks had distinct, hard edges, and his facial features were strikingly handsome. His deep-set eyes blazed with intense desire as if a hand was boldly stirring her.

Yelu Yan reached up to lightly hold her head in place and kissed her lips.

Clearly, someone did not want to stop there.

His Adam’s apple bobbed forcefully as his rough hands gripped Li Xianyun’s soft underarms, lifting her entire body.

Li Xianyun’s small hands instinctively braced against the headboard, only to realize that her chest was already bare, directly facing his handsome cheeks.

Yelu Yan feasted on her white, plump flesh, not forgetting to raise his eyes to gauge her reaction.

Those tiger-like eyes seemed like two clusters of flames, scorching her.

Li Xianyun gently bit her lip, her face flushed to the point of absurdity.

After a bout of wrestling, both were covered in sweat.

Li Xianyun thought he would take her, but after all the commotion, he simply held her in his arms, buttoned up her clothes, and looked into her watery, tender eyes, his voice hoarse as he said, "It’s late, let’s sleep."

That’s it?

Li Xianyun’s face grew even redder, what was she anticipating?

After straightening out Li Xianyun’s clothes, Yelu Yan kissed her pale cheek and lay down beside her.

Li Xianyun’s lips were slightly parted, the tingling sensation already seeping through her bones, waiting for the spirited horse to gallop freely, yet Yelu Yan had pulled the reins tight.

Keeping her hanging in midair, neither ascending nor descending, was truly uncomfortable.

Li Xianyun looked up at Yelu Yan, who had his eyes closed, radiating a "I want to sleep" vibe.

She closed her eyes tightly, and eventually, heeding the call of her body, she placed her small hand on his firm chest and slowly began to roam.

Yelu Yan caught her wandering hand, gave it a squeeze, and with a parched voice said, "Xianxian, don’t provoke your husband."

In reality, he was already at his limit, suffering immensely, keeping his eyes shut tight, not looking at her, not thinking about her, because otherwise, he truly didn’t know what he would do.

But a certain young woman obviously hadn’t realized the gravity of the situation, her hand boldly caressing his body.

Li Xianyun tilted her head back to look at Yelu Yan, her eyes moist, her skin tender enough to squeeze water from.

Yelu Yan chuckled, "Xianxian, why are you looking at me like that?"

Li Xianyun seemed to be on the verge of speaking but hesitated.

Thinking she had something important to tell him, Yelu Yan asked seriously, "Xianxian, what do you want to say?"

Li Xianyun murmured a sentence.

Yelu Yan did not catch it clearly, so he leaned in closer, pressing his head to hers, "What did you say, hmm?"

Li Xianyun had to clear her throat and raise her voice slightly.

"My lord, are you... no longer able?"

Her voice was soft as a mosquito’s, but each word was crisp.

It was the last thing any man would want to hear.

Yelu Yan’s body tensed up suddenly, and then he embraced Li Xianyun, pinning her beneath him, lowering his head to her forehead with a smile, "Xianxian, do you realize you’re courting death?"

Li Xianyun’s eyelids drooped, her eyelashes quivered lightly, her mouth curved into a sweet dimpled smile.

Had it not been for the concern for her well-being, Li Xianyun would have long been devoured by him, leaving nothing but crumbs.

"Xianxian, can your body still take it?"

"...It should be fine."

Yelu Yan’s smile deepened and he suddenly captured Li Xianyun’s lips...

The next morning, Yelu Yan went to the practice field next to the main building to practice swordsmanship. After finishing, when he returned to the inner chamber, he found that Li Xianyun had already gotten up and was sitting in front of the dressing table, doing her makeup.

He had made quite a fuss late into the night, so he thought Li Xianyun would sleep in a bit, but to his surprise, she got up just as usual.

Yelu Yan walked over to the dressing table with a smile, leaned down to give her a kiss on the cheek, and then sat next to her.

Li Xianyun was particularly fond of cleanliness, and since he was sweaty from practice, he did not dare to embrace her, only looking at her with a smile.

"Why didn’t you sleep a bit longer? How did you wake up so early?"

Li Xianyun glanced at him and lowered her head to comb her hair, "The patients are waiting. I can’t be late."

Shadows of fatigue lingered under her lively eyes, revealing she had not slept well.

"Are you feeling better?" Yelu Yan asked with concern.

Upon hearing this, Li Xianyun’s face gradually flushed.

The wildness of last night seemed to still be before her eyes.

The violent shaking of the bed, the swaying canopy curtains, and her leg lifted by Yelu Yan casting chaotic shadows, her toes curling taut, all spoke of Yelu Yan’s fierceness.

After last night’s affair, Li Xianyun was already sleepy and heavy-eyed, lying limply on the bed.

She let Yelu Yan bring a basin of water for her to wash, helped her dress, and applied some medicine to her.

Fortunately, there was only some swelling, lacking the feeling of being ravaged like the night before.

Li Xianyun uttered a soft "Hmm," sounding somewhat embarrassed, "Husband, you should go and wash up."

Yelu Yan stood up with a smile, bringing his face close to Li Xianyun’s, "A kiss."

Seeing that Li Xianyun did not move,

Yelu Yan said with a smile, "If you don’t kiss me, I won’t leave."

Li Xianyun had no choice but to lean in and give him a peck.

She intended to touch and go, but the man was wickedly playful, holding the back of her head, tilting it back, and a deep kiss descended upon her.

"Mmm..."

Li Xianyun pushed against his chest with a soft "mmm" sound.

Yelu Yan raised his head after having his fill of the kiss but was still very close, looking at her flushed cheeks, feeling her unsteady breath, and he teased, "Did I feed you enough last night?"

Li Xianyun rebuked with feigned anger, "You’re bad."

Yelu Yan wiped the water from the corner of her mouth with a laugh before he went to the cleansory to wash.

After Li Xianyun had finished dressing and putting on her makeup, she was ready to leave.

Once Yelu Yan had finished washing, he insisted that Li Xianyun wait for him.

Li Xianyun originally did not plan to wait, but then she thought of something and stayed.

After getting dressed, Yelu Yan walked to Li Xianyun’s side, enveloped her in his arms, and playfully scraped the tip of her nose, "Why are you suddenly so obedient?"

Having been asked to wait, she waited.

Li Xianyun pulled at the front of his robe.

Yelu Yan knew what she was about to do, yet he teased, "Didn’t I feed you enough last night?"

Li Xianyun gave him a sideways glance, then, upon seeing that his clothes did not include a soft silk armor underneath, her face immediately darkened.

Feeling a bit sheepish, Yelu Yan said with a chuckle, "I thought to leave it for you to wear."

"..."

Li Xianyun just watched him quietly, not saying a word.

Feeling as restless as if there were grass growing in his heart, Yelu Yan spoke, "You don’t know martial arts, so you should be wearing the soft silk armor. You need to listen, alright?"

Li Xianyun remained silent, just watching him.

Ultimately, Yelu Yan let out a light sigh, "Alright, alright, I’ll listen to you. I’ll wear it tomorrow."

"..."

"Okay, okay, don’t be angry. I’ll go put it on now."

As he spoke, Yelu Yan turned and walked towards the wardrobe.

They dined together in the morning and then parted ways, busy with their own matters. One headed to the Hall of Diligent Governance, while the other boarded a carriage bound for the area outside the palace.