The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan
Chapter 465 - 464 A Bit of Rebellion Within (Second Release)

Chapter 465: 464 A Bit of Rebellion Within (Second Release)

Li Xianyun’s brushwork was steady and confident, and her sketch was both detailed and aesthetically pleasing.

The ordinary brush seemed to come to life in Li Xianyun’s delicate, pale hands.

After completing the last room, Li Xianyun lowered her head and gently blew on the fresh ink.

Only then did Yelu Yan dare to wrap his arms around Li Xianyun from behind, resting his chin lightly on her slender, attractive shoulder, his handsome cheek pressing tightly against Li Xianyun’s smooth, delicate cheek.

One with rough, calloused skin sporting a faint stubble, the other with soft, delicate skin carrying a light, elegant fragrance.

The contrast was striking, yet their extraordinary looks made them an incredibly well-matched pair.

Li Xianyun’s fair complexion, accented by her sapphire blue attire, made her skin appear as white and lustrous as fine jade, stunningly beautiful.

Li Xianyun set down the sketch and placed her small hand on Yelu Yan’s iron-like arm.

"Husband, how have you returned already? Isn’t it still time for the morning court?"

As soon as Li Xianyun spoke, she regretted it. She had intended to keep her distance, so why had she spoken to him again?

By doing so, he would become as presuming as he had been the previous night.

Yelu Yan turned his head to kiss her ear and said with a smile, "I took the chance to come and see you."

As he spoke, his chin rubbed gently against her soft skin.

The stubble from his morning trim was still somewhat ticklish.

Li Xianyun, finding it ticklish, shrank her neck and said, "It tickles. Husband, please get up, I need to get ready to leave the palace."

"So soon? Can’t you stay with me a little longer?"

Yelu Yan nuzzled Li Xianyun’s cheek with his handsome face, tamed like a fierce beast that had retracted its fangs, incredibly docile.

He had rushed back to the Khan Palace during his break just to cling to Li Xianyun a little longer, but to his dismay, she was about to leave just when he had arrived.

"Haven’t you had enough of my company?" Li Xianyun said, raising her hand to pat Yelu Yan’s handsome cheek lightly, "Be good, Husband. Get up now."

Yelu Yan turned his head and showered her neck with gentle kisses, his voice muffled, "Kiss me, and I’ll get up."

He was truly clingy.

Li Xianyun reluctantly turned her head, first gazing into his deep, provocative eyes, then her eyes fell upon his attractive lips—those same lips that had lingered at the base of her thigh, giving her such pleasure she nearly forgot herself.

Good heavens, what was she thinking about?

She was indeed a female Dengtuzi, her thoughts occasionally straying to such matters.

Seeing Li Xianyun’s face turn visibly red, Yelu Yan found it amusing and laughed, "Xianxian, what are you thinking about? Your face is all red."

With his knack for reading people, Li Xianyun grew flustered and hurriedly said, "Nothing, I wasn’t thinking of anything."

And with that, she kissed Yelu Yan’s lips.

She intended it to be brief, but as she tried to pull away, Yelu Yan’s hand clasped her neck, kissing her back domineeringly.

Yelu Yan was truly skilled, starting with soft pecks, waiting for Li Xianyun to relax before delving deeper.

Li Xianyun hadn’t wanted to let him in.

She was in a hurry to go and didn’t want to dally with him.

But Yelu Yan pried her chin open and entered her mouth.

Li Xianyun, eyes closed, responded to him.

His kiss was dominant when deep and teasing when light.

Her entire body melted into his broad, strong embrace.

Not knowing how long they had kissed, Yelu Yan finally lifted his head slightly and pressed his forehead against hers, his voice husky, "Open your mouth."

Li Xianyun, her face flushed, gently shook her head in refusal.

With patience in his voice, Yelu Yan teased, "Do you not wish to go out today?"

His tone bore a smile, yet it was coercive.

What a bad man he was.

Li Xianyun swallowed and parted her blush lips, reaching out to entwine with his in deep affection.

...

After quite a while, despite Li Xianyun’s several reminders, Yelu Yan finally released her lips and wiped the moisture from the corners of her mouth, gently caressing her fair cheeks flushed with a rosy hue.

"Xianxian, once the people from Ji Shi Tang are rescued, let’s go to the hot springs at West Mountain and stay for a few days, shall we?"

His public duties had been overwhelming, and he had never taken Li Xianyun out for a proper enjoyment. Now that Ji Xueyuan had been killed and the rebels eradicated, affairs of state were settled—it was time to accompany her properly.

Of course, it was also to satisfy his own personal desire.

He was utterly infatuated with Li Xianyun; he never seemed to have enough of her, unable to kiss her enough, unable to touch her enough. At West Mountain’s hot springs, he could thoroughly be with her...

Li Xianyun asked, "Is Grandmother going?"

"Grandmother isn’t going," Yelu Yan laughed, "Grandmother can go anytime she wants, she doesn’t need to go with us."

Li Xianyun’s ears turned red, "I’m not going, then. Xuanyi Pavilion has just been established, and there is much to do. Moreover, if I go, there will be no one to treat those with serious illnesses."

The two of them alone in the hot spring, without a stitch on—what might happen was obvious without even thinking about it.

And Yelu Yan even said they would stay for several days—wouldn’t she die there?

Yelu Yan raised his hand and pinched her cheek, chuckling, "Xianxian, there’s no need to deceive your husband. You’ve recorded the conditions of those seriously ill patients you’ve treated in a register, along with detailed descriptions of symptoms and treatments. The Imperial Physicians and medical officials are sharing and learning from it; many can now treat these serious cases, so it’s okay for you not to go."

Li Xianyun had always made detailed records after treating seriously ill patients, a habit she had developed a long time ago and maintained over the years.

"But uh..."

As Li Xianyun opened her mouth to speak, Yelu Yan abruptly kissed her, swallowing down all her excuses.

"I was saying uh... uh..."

Yelu Yan didn’t wait for her to speak, blocking her words again with his kiss, this time with more intensity.

Li Xianyun felt her lips going numb.

Yelu Yan released her and, cupping the back of her neck, pressed his forehead to hers and asked softly, "Will you go or not, hm?"

"...I will go."

Yelu Yan pecked her lips a few times, "That’s my obedient girl."

Li Xianyun pushed at his chest with her hand and said coyly, "Husband, you should get up; we have really delayed for too long."

Yelu Yan reluctantly stood up.

Seeing that the sketch had dried, Li Xianyun carefully rolled it up and placed it in the painting case.

"Husband, I’m leaving."

As Li Xianyun said this, she hugged the painting case to her chest and made her way towards the door.

Yelu Yan stretched out his large hand to take the painting case and then wrapped his arm around Li Xianyun’s soft, slender waist, "Let your husband see you out."

Li Xianyun had no choice but to let him.

When they reached the entrance of Khan Palace, Yelu Yan helped Li Xianyun into the carriage and handed her the painting case.

Walking up to the carriage window, Yelu Yan opened it and looked at Li Xianyun inside.

"I’ve replaced the pastries on the desk; eat them if you’re hungry."

"Understood."

"There are also three leather water pouches on the desk, all filled with warm water for when you’re thirsty."

"Understood."

He really treated her like a child.

"Come back early, understand?"

"Understood."

Really, so nagging.

Li Xianyun was a bit rebellious, too.