The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan
Chapter 543 - 542 My lord, I have something to tell you (second watch)

Chapter 543: 542 My lord, I have something to tell you (second watch)

After cleaning off the bloodstains, Yelu Yan helped Li Xianyun into the bed he had warmed and wrapped her tightly, letting her lie on her stomach.

Once everything was in order, Yelu Yan sat by the bed and used a dry, soft towel to wipe Li Xianyun’s hair.

At first, Yelu Yan was quite clumsy at drying her hair.

Having grown up in a military camp, he was a coarse and unrefined man, unaccustomed to such delicate tasks.

Fortunately, practice makes perfect, and after many times, Yelu Yan became quite adept at drying her hair, making rapid progress.

His touch was gentle as he dried her hair, not hurting at all; his rough fingers would tenderly sift through her locks, touching her scalp, soothing Li Xianyun almost to sleep.

In her dazed state, Li Xianyun felt someone press up against her from behind, wrapping his arms around her, kissing her neck, ears, and cheeks fervently.

As if lighting a fire.

The familiar scent and sensation.

Too tired to lift her eyelids, Li Xianyun murmured in a sweet voice, "My lord, I am so sleepy."

While kissing her, Yelu Yan comforted her, "Don’t mind me; go to sleep."

That line again.

Then, Yelu Yan murmured vaguely, "Xianxian, I am already clean, just waiting for your favor."

His words were particularly flirtatious.

Li Xianyun had no choice but to let him be.

Yelu Yan kissed down her neck as he drew down her loose pajamas, revealing her beautiful and delicate back.

Her back was as smooth as porcelain, as clear as jade, with a distinct contour that elegantly continued the beauty of her lines. Each joint seemed carefully polished, like a smooth strip of jade, intoxicating to behold.

Li Xianyun had an alluring figure, and lying like this, her breasts changed shape, with soft flesh pressed out. Viewed from the back, they were clearly plump, almost costing Yelu Yan his life.

Yelu Yan moved his lips slowly along the curvature of Li Xianyun’s back.

Having a naturally delicate and sensitive body, how could Li Xianyun withstand such torment?

Her small hand, lying on the soft pillow, which was smooth as coagulated fat, involuntarily clenched, the little joints losing their color, turning pale and tender.

Unable to stand it, Li Xianyun moved slightly, her sleepiness completely wrenched away by Yelu Yan.

Her sensations were all focused on his lips and the roaming of his rough, large palms.

It was so satisfying that she got goosebumps.

"My lord."

Li Xianyun’s voice was soft, but it trembled in her throat. Yelu Yan found it extremely pleasing.

Fearing that Li Xianyun would catch a chill, after kissing her back, Yelu Yan pulled the quilt high to cover her jade-like back and also slipped under it himself.

Li Xianyun turned around and tried to push him away through the quilt, but to no avail. In the end, she had to surrender to him, lying heavily on the soft pillow.

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The battle lasted until deep into the night, and finally, Li Xianyun could rest, leaving Yelu Yan to take care of the cleanup.

Li Xianyun felt perfectly justified in this; one always paid a price for what one gained.

Moreover, Yelu Yan had boundless energy, tiring him out also spared her from his unrestrained tirelessness.

In the following days, Li Xianyun spent her days with the Li Family, enjoying the pleasures of family, while at night, Yelu Yan would toy with her incessantly.

Having gone to bed too late at night, Li Xianyun was somewhat out of spirits during the day.

Looking at the drowsy Li Xianyun, Qiu Qianyun hesitated but still asked, "Xianxian, are you pregnant?"

Pregnant people are always sleepy.

Li Rui felt it wasn’t appropriate for him to ask, so Qiu Qianyun had to be the one to speak up.

Blushing, Li Xianyun said, "That’s not the case."

"Then you..."

"Empress Mother, I am a physician, and I know very well whether or not I am pregnant."

Every day when she shared a bed with Yelu Yan, he was always very careful; how could she possibly be pregnant?

Qiu Qianyun expressed her worry again, "Xianxian, you have been married to the Khan for a while now, but there is still no pregnancy. Could it be because of that incident you were injured fundamentally?"

Years ago, to save Li Shaojun, Li Xianyun fell into the icy river and nearly died; it was that day her first period arrived.

Qiu Qianyun had always been concerned about this, fearing that Li Xianyun had harmed her health.

Newly married couples are naturally inseparable, but deep affection cannot circumvent the issue of offspring.

Qiu Qianyun had seen too much, with countless women being divorced by their husband’s family for not bearing children, and if they had brothers who achieved nothing, they would certainly not be favored; in the end, their outcomes were very tragic.

That is the sorrow of women, yet there is no way to change it.

Li Xianyun knew what Qiu Qianyun was worrying about and reassured her while hugging her arm, "Empress Mother, don’t overthink it. Having a child is also about fate; it can’t just happen because we wish it. I have not yet relaxed enough, and I don’t want to be tied down by a child."

Qiu Qianyun tapped Li Xianyun’s forehead with her hand and laughed, "You silly girl, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Resting her head on Qiu Qianyun’s shoulder, Li Xianyun smiled and changed the subject.

However, the issue of offspring remained in Li Xianyun’s heart.

Yelu Yan had reached his prime, and Yelu Yu, a few years his junior, already had a child over five years old; Yuchi Qian was pregnant again.

It must be said that Yelu Yu’s virility was formidable; with just a two or three-month visit, Yuchi Qian became pregnant.

Seeing that his own brother already had children, and Yelu Yan himself, who loved little kids so much, couldn’t possibly not be envious, could he?

She could no longer delay Yelu Yan.

That night, Yelu Yan, due to official business, returned home late and did not dine with the Li family members. He went straight to the inner chamber.

At the time, Li Xianyun was leaning against the headboard reading a book, but while the book was open on her outstretched legs, her eyes were fixedly staring into space.

Yelu Yan seldom saw Li Xianyun so preoccupied, and his expression softened as he approached the bed, pulling her into his embrace and kissing her cheek haphazardly.

"Something on your mind, hmm?"

Li Xianyun wanted to speak her mind, but remembering that he had come back exhausted, had not yet eaten or bathed, had not rested his feet, she changed what she was going to say, "I haven’t got anything on my mind, don’t guess wildly. Go and have some food, then take a bath and change clothes."

At the mention of bathing and changing, a smile returned to Yelu Yan’s face, "Alright, for your sake, this husband will make sure to wash up nicely."

"Flirtatious Man," Li Xianyun chastised.

Yelu Yan devoured his meal like a whirlwind and bathed and changed with equal haste.

Having washed himself fragrant and clean, he leaped into bed, pulling the tender beauty into his arms, ready to warmly cherish her.

Perhaps because Yelu Yan had been abstinent for many years, having been too harsh on himself before, now that he had let loose, he developed a strong backlash—a fervent enthusiasm for that affair.

So much so that even when dealing with official matters, his mind was filled with images of Li Xianyun being dominated beneath him, her delicate and frail beauty tormented, and his body would react instantly.

He longed to fly to Li Xianyun’s side immediately to become intimately entwined with her.

And now, at last, his wish was fulfilled.

Li Xianyun’s brows furrowed slightly as she dodged Yelu Yan’s kisses, "Husband, my lord, I have something, something I need to tell you."