The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan
Chapter 444 - 443 wants to present all the beautiful things to her (second update)

Chapter 444: 443 wants to present all the beautiful things to her (second update)

Li Xianyun’s gaze met Yelu Yan’s deep eyes, where the sadness pierced like a sharp sword and overwhelmed like a raging flood.

Her heart softened to a mess, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, nestling in his embrace, and cooed, "Husband, I know I was wrong. Before making decisions in the future, I will surely consider you first and never do anything that worries you, all right?"

Yelu Yan tilted his head and kissed Li Xianyun’s cheek, grunting in response, "Xianxian, you must do as you say."

Today, he had truly been terrified. Over the years, he had faced all sorts of perils and life-or-death situations, yet he had never felt such anxiety and despair as he did today.

Li Xianyun obediently grunted in agreement.

Yelu Yan lowered his head to look at her neck.

Li Xianyun raised her hand to touch it, but Yelu Yan grasped her small hand.

"Is it very ugly?" Li Xianyun asked.

"Not ugly, you look good no matter what."

Li Xianyun chuckled lightly, "Flatterer."

Yelu Yan replied with a smile, "Why don’t you taste and see if I’m a flatterer?"

As he spoke, he opened his mouth and reached out.

Facing the temptation, Li Xianyun’s tender face slowly flushed red, and she raised her hand to lightly pat his firm chest, "Be more serious."

Yelu Yan’s smile grew deeper.

He really wanted to kiss her, but was afraid that the action might pull at the wound on her neck, so he refrained.

The two nestled together for a moment. Li Xianyun, looking forward, said softly, "Husband, I know of your good intentions."

Yelu Yan turned his head to look at her, "What good intentions?"

Li Xianyun raised her eyes to meet his and smiled, "You deliberately took away those capable ministers, purely to show those royals how much you cherish me, to make them accept me and not ostracize me for being Han."

When Li Xianyun noticed the remaining few old ministers at the male guests’ seats, and thought of the Khan’s Decree Yelu Yan had given her, she figured out his intentions.

The observation area of the hunting field had already been secured by guards, ready for Li Xianyun to announce an arrest when needed.

Yelu Yan wanted the whole world to know how fond he was of Li Xianyun, even willing to give her the Khan’s Decree which symbolized supreme imperial power.

If capable ministers like Shulu Xi were there, they would surely diminish Li Xianyun’s presence, and that’s why Yelu Yan had arranged it so.

What he hadn’t anticipated was Li Xianyun being held hostage midway through.

Yelu Yan truly regretted it.

If he hadn’t been so headstrong, Li Xianyun wouldn’t have ended up in danger.

But what surprised Yelu Yan even more was that Li Xianyun had so quickly guessed his intent.

Seeing that he wasn’t speaking, Li Xianyun turned her head playfully to look at him, "Husband, am I right?"

Yelu Yan grunted in affirmation, smiling, "My Xianxian is as intelligent as snow, how could you be wrong? Now it’s time to prepare for our wedding."

When Li Xianyun had come to marry him, there were no rituals, just a soft palanquin that carried her into the Harem.

They had not bowed to heaven and earth; not consummated the marriage; not drunk the bridal cup.

The humiliation Li Xianyun suffered on her wedding day, Yelu Yan had always remembered, and had always thought of compensating.

Now, with Ji Xueyuan dead, those old officials could no longer affect the situation and would be swept away within a few days.

When the political climate was harmonious, it would be the perfect time for the wedding celebration and the Queen’s coronation ceremony.

Initially, Li Xianyun thought that Yelu Yan was merely saying these things to cheer her up and hadn’t taken them seriously, but she didn’t expect Yelu Yan to truly remember this matter.

"Husband, I just want to be with you peacefully. I don’t care about those empty formalities," she said.

Yelu Yan picked up Li Xianyun’s small hand, kissed it, and said, "That won’t do. What other women possess, my Xianxian must also have, and it must be a thousand, a million times better than what other women have."

"Husband, those formalities are just for others to see; I don’t care about them."

"But your husband cares."

He truly loved Li Xianyun to distraction and wanted to present her with all the beautiful things in life.

Seeing Yelu Yan’s determined gaze, Li Xianyun had no choice but to give in, "Alright, I’ll listen to you."

Yelu Yan tentatively asked, "Xianxian, would you like to invite your father, mother, and your younger siblings to attend our wedding banquet?"

He had always known that Li Xianyun missed her family, and took this opportunity to possibly reunite her with them.

Li Xianyun, not wanting to dampen his spirits, said, "I will write to my father and mother today, to ask what they think."

"Very good," Yelu Yan said with a smile.

Li Xianyun knew that if she were to write to her family, her parents and siblings would certainly come.

Given the circumstances, she figured the Emperor of Houtang couldn’t really object to it.

Just thinking of seeing her family filled Li Xianyun with longing and anticipation.

Yelu Yan turned his head to look at her, and seeing her lost in thought, he asked with a smile, "What are you thinking about?"

Li Xianyun shook her head gently, "Nothing at all."

"Nothing? Then let’s have a kiss."

Having said that, Yelu Yan leaned in to kiss Li Xianyun’s lips.

With his beauty in his arms, he simply couldn’t contain himself anymore.

Yelu Yan kissed her very gently, careful not to press too hard, just grazing her lips as if they were candies.

After a moment, both of them were somewhat breathless. Yelu Yan gazed at Li Xianyun and asked, "Does your neck still hurt? Did kissing you just now pull at the wound?"

Li Xianyun laughed softly, "My lord, if you hadn’t mentioned it, I would have forgotten that I was injured."

Hearing that, Yelu Yan no longer held back. He opened his mouth wide and took Li Xianyun’s tender, red lips into his, rolling over them.

Upon returning to the Imperial Palace, Yaduo went back to Cirui Palace by herself, while Yelu Yan escorted Li Xianyun all the way to the Khan Palace.

When they reached the entrance of the Khan Palace, the carriage slowly came to a halt.

Li Xianyun pushed the man resting on her chest and said, "My lord, we’re here."

Yelu Yan reluctantly lifted his head, dissatisfied, "Why did we arrive so soon?"

He’d barely started to peel away her red dress.

Li Xianyun raised her hand to close her garment, but Yelu Yan stopped her, his hand covering hers while he pressed his lips against her fragrant, soft lips.

As he kissed her, he murmured indistinctly, "We’ll get off in a bit."

Many people were waiting outside, and without them emerging from the carriage, it was not hard to guess what they were doing.

Just the thought of it was embarrassingly clear.

She was exceedingly shy, yet he was the opposite, concerned only with his own happiness, disregarding the feelings of others, always justifying by saying "they should get used to it sooner rather than later," becoming increasingly self-indulgent and uninhibited.

Seeing that Yelu Yan was relentless, Li Xianyun raised her hand to push him away.

Yelu Yan caught Li Xianyun’s small hand and intertwined her fingers, holding them gently against the wall of the carriage, while his other hand began to slowly wander over her body.

Li Xianyun’s eyes reddened. With so many people outside, she didn’t dare make a noise to stop him, which allowed Yelu Yan to take quite the advantage.

Seeing that Yelu Yan had no intention of stopping, Li Xianyun leaned her head down and gently bit Yelu Yan’s ear.

She rarely dared to be so bold.

Yelu Yan’s body stiffened, and he lifted his head from the nape of her neck, staring at Li Xianyun with a silly grin.

Li Xianyun said in an annoyed low voice, "Get off the carriage."

Yelu Yan still didn’t want to part from her. He moved in to kiss Li Xianyun’s lips again but she dodged him.