The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan
Chapter 524 - 523 Husband, why are you like this? (Second update)

Chapter 524: 523 Husband, why are you like this? (Second update)

They say that a short parting is better than a honeymoon, and it was indeed true. Yelu Yan eventually pulled himself away after what seemed like an eternity.

Li Xianyun lay heavily on the soft bed, too exhausted to even move a fingertip.

After cleaning up, Yelu Yan saw Li Xianyun sprawled out on the bed, the blankets cast aside because they had been in the way.

Li Xianyun had no strength left, too lazy to pull the blanket over her, just lying there.

The fragrant and soft beauty was right before his eyes, and Yelu Yan felt his desire flare up once more.

Li Xianyun, sensing no movement behind her, forced herself to turn her head and saw Yelu Yan’s dazed expression before quickly glancing down.

Li Xianyun let out a slight "hmmph," and turned her head away with a huff, "My lord, how can you be like this?"

Her voice was soft and tender, enticing to the core.

Every move she made, every smile and frown drew him in, and yet she blamed him for being a lascivious beast.

How could Yelu Yan not know that she had reached her limit?

Yelu Yan sat on the edge of the bed, pulled the quilt from the side and covered her body, propped her shoulder and smiled, "What’s there to be angry about?"

Li Xianyun turned back around, puffing out her cheeks, "Look at him—"

"Look at what?" Yelu Yan said with a sly smile.

"You’re the worst. I’m not talking to you anymore."

Li Xianyun said as she turned her face away.

Yelu Yan leaned over to kiss her cheek, nearly pressing his face to hers as he chuckled, "Who made you always tempt him?"

"I did not," Li Xianyun said with feigned annoyance, "Keep going and you’ll kill me, then you’ll be free of the trouble."

Yelu Yan softly "tssked" in a more serious tone, "What are you talking about? Didn’t I say I’d spare you just now? A husband keeps his word."

"But your..."

She was supposed to help him, but she was willing, yet powerless.

"I’ll endure for now. Tomorrow you can take care of me."

"..."

Seeing she didn’t respond, Yelu Yan lightly smacked her bottom through the blanket and smiled, "Did you hear me?"

"Hmm."

Finally, she could rest. She didn’t know how many times she had begged for mercy.

Yelu Yan leaned over and seeing that Li Xianyun had closed her eyes, he smiled, "I’ll ask them to bring some hot water so we can wash up, have some food then sleep, ok?"

"No, I just want to sleep right now."

When she was disobedient, Yelu Yan really had no way with her.

"Be good, huh?"

Li Xianyun noncommittally "hmmned" in response.

Yelu Yan dressed, warned her not to sleep, and let down the bed curtains before letting someone bring the hot water and prepare some food.

The hot water was always ready, so it arrived quickly.

Yelu Yan poured a basin, carried it over with a washcloth, and approached the bed.

He set the wooden basin on the table, dipped the washcloth in warm water, and entered behind the curtains.

"Let me clean you up with the washcloth first; you can bathe once you have more strength."

Li Xianyun lay listlessly on the bed, unmoving, her eyes staring blankly ahead.

The only thought in her head was that she was truly exhausted.

When Yelu Yan got no reply, he placed the washcloth back in the basin, dried his hands on another, entered the curtains, and gently lifted Li Xianyun into a horizontal hold, "Oh, my darling."

The term "my darling" might be a bit cheesy, but having heard it often, it wasn’t so uncomfortable anymore.

As he spoke, he laid her on the bed, covered her upper body with the fallen quilt, kissed her lips, and chuckled, "You’re not allowed to sleep until after eating, alright?"

Li Xianyun responded languidly with a "hmm."

Yelu Yan cooed, "That’s more like it."

With that, he took the washcloth from the basin, wrung it partially dry, and began to wipe between her legs that she had obligingly bent up.

Women give birth in this position.

Yelu Yan tenderly wiped her down, little by little.

Li Xianyun quickly reacted, tender like a budding flower, a beauty to behold.

Yelu Yan saw it clearly; she had no chance to deny.

He lifted his head and watched her with a mischievous smile.

Li Xianyun hurriedly glanced at him before turning her head away, her pearly teeth gently biting the tip of her index finger, even her ears blushing red.

Yelu Yan chuckled, "Xianxian, you need to be honest with yourself, don’t mistreat yourself."

Who talks like that?

Li Xianyun pretended not to understand and dared not to look at him.

After Yelu Yan finished cleaning Li Xianyun, he went to clean himself.

He cleaned himself thoroughly; while cleaning Li Xianyun, inappropriate thoughts had already begun swirling in his mind.

Once the food was brought in, Yelu Yan fed Li Xianyun in bed.

Maybe spoiled by Yelu Yan’s affection, Li Xianyun increasingly took his care for granted, feeling completely entitled.

The couple shared a meal, each taking a bite in turn.

Yelu Yan then brought the washing items and helped Li Xianyun freshen up before he went to clean himself in another room.

By the time he returned to bed, it was already the middle of the night.

Li Xianyun was lying in bed, curled up cozily like an adorable little beast.

Yelu Yan lay beside her, turned his head to look at her, and that improper thought again swirled in his mind.

He was not a man, but a beast; he had come to think that of himself.

Yelu Yan slipped out of his undergarments under the blanket and wrapped his arms tightly around her from behind.

Wearing only her thin nightgown, Li Xianyun felt him and panicked, burying herself deeper into the bed, "My lord, don’t..."

Yelu Yan easily pulled her back and whispered a negotiation in her ear.

Li Xianyun’s face visibly reddened as she firmly refused, "No, we can’t."

He really was being too much, and Yelu Yan wasn’t going to insist any further, but Li Xianyun, recalling what she had seen earlier, ultimately softened, "Are you sure it won’t cause any trouble?"

"Just lying here won’t cause any trouble."

Li Xianyun went silent, hesitated for a moment, and then muttered an "Mhm."

Delighted, Yelu Yan held her close from behind, slid inside her, and smiled, "Sleep now, alright?"

Li Xianyun closed her eyes, expecting to be restless, but surprisingly she fell asleep as she lay there.

It wasn’t until a tingling sensation spread beneath her that she gradually awoke to find Yelu Yan holding her from behind, his face buried in her neck, concentrating on one thing.

Pants and moans spread through the dark of night.

Li Xianyun gripped the sheets tightly, with only one thought in her mind—Yelu Yan was a liar; he promised to just lie there and not move, but what was he doing now?

She would never trust him again.

However, in the end, she let him have his way.

—

The next morning, Jinwu and Bater loitered in the courtyard.

Jinwu said, "I haven’t told the Khan the news we got last night. Do you think he’ll be angry?"

If you disturb the Khan’s good time, that’s the real crime," Bater replied, "Just wait. It’s already late morning; the Khan will be up soon."

"That’s all we can do," Jinwu said with concern.

The door was opened from the inside, revealing a tall and stately figure.

Jinwu and Bater were stunned to see their leader.

Was this still their Khan?

The transformation was too great. Yesterday his beard was rough, but now it was shaved, his eyes were bright, he seemed to have absorbed the vitality of the sun, and came to life all at once.

Yelu Yan gently closed the door from the outside, stretched his limbs, and then descended the steps.