The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan-Chapter 632 - 630 Today is your birthday (second post)

Yelu Yan watched Li Xianyun with a besotted gaze, his tone fierce as he said, "Xianxian, you brought this upon yourself."

Unafraid of death, Li Xianyun extended her arms, hung them around Yelu Yan’s neck, and smiled brilliantly yet provocatively, "Yes, I brought it upon myself."

Yelu Yan had been struggling to suppress his own yearning just to discern her true feelings.

Since Li Xianyun had gone to the cleansing room, Yelu Yan had been waiting to torment her.

Although he had opened the Military Book, he hadn’t absorbed a single word. His mind was haunted by images of Li Xianyun, bathing bare in the cleansing room.

There were several times Yelu Yan impulsively wanted to barge in.

Heaven knows how much effort it took for him to restrain himself from doing so.

When Li Xianyun emerged from the cleansing room with her hair still damp, swaying gracefully, Yelu Yan almost lost his self-control.

And then, every act of seduction from Li Xianyun pushed Yelu Yan to the limits of his restraint.

Now, seeing Li Xianyun in such a state, how could Yelu Yan hold back any longer?

Yelu Yan sighed softly, then abruptly bent down to nibble on Li Xianyun’s ear, whispering lewd and indecent words meant only for moments of intimacy between a man and a woman.

Li Xianyun was already sensitive, her body filled with pent-up warmth. Now, provoked by those few obscene phrases, she found it increasingly difficult to contain herself, clinging tightly to Yelu Yan and wrapping her arms around him.

As Yelu Yan spoke, he kissed Li Xianyun’s cheeks, then her delicate lips.

His hands roamed over her, rough and wild.

Li Xianyun gradually lost the strength to resist.

But she got what she had been wishing for.

The room was filled with an enchanting atmosphere, the sounds of man and woman mingling together, much like their bodies.

It was a long while before Yelu Yan withdrew to clean up.

Li Xianyun mustered her strength, pulling the covers over herself to shield her almost broken waist.

She still remembered the lesson from last time.

She was too exhausted from being tormented and, while lying honestly with her back turned to him, Yelu Yan had used the excuse of taking her to bathe to bring her into the cleansing room for another round of torment, frightening her to tears.

After that, Li Xianyun never dared to provoke him in such a manner again.

Especially when she was as physically drained as she was now.

Yelu Yan quickly came back in bare, and seeing Li Xianyun with the blanket wrapped around her, turned away from him, he slipped under the covers and enveloped her in his embrace from behind.

Two bare bodies pressed tightly against each other.

Li Xianyun felt her buttocks firmly pressed against.

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Couldn’t this man ever get enough?

Yelu Yan kissed her pale and fragrant shoulder, chuckling, "It will subside in a while, don’t be scared."

Only then did Li Xianyun’s whole body relax.

Yelu Yan kissed the back of her neck, inhaling the scent of her hair and body, lingering in his satisfaction as he said, "Xianxian, your husband likes seeing you as you were just now."

There were so many possible "just now" moments.

"Which moment?" Li Xianyun asked instinctively.

As soon as she asked, Li Xianyun regretted it.

Yelu Yan had not a serious word on his lips when they were in bed, and surely the response she would get would not be anything proper.

But words, once spoken, cannot be taken back.

Moreover, Yelu Yan was waiting right there, perfectly catching the cue for conversation.

"Your husband likes seeing your desire for him."

Li Xianyun’s ears turned red, and she huffed, ignoring him.

If she paid him any attention, who knows how many more words Yelu Yan would have ready for her.

"Actually, I’ve always been unsure of your thoughts," said Yelu Yan.

Even though Li Xianyun clearly showed pleasure during their intimate moments, Yelu Yan cared too much about her feelings and wanted to know if she shared his desire.

His probing had yielded a satisfying result.

Just one night without her, and she couldn’t stand it anymore.

Yelu Yan continued, "Husband has finally come to know, from now on, I can do as I please."

"Scoundrel," Li Xianyun said in a coy voice.

She hadn’t realized she had given him such a misunderstanding, when in fact it was what she had wanted as well.

It wasn’t until the following evening that Li Xianyun learned what Yelu Yan truly meant by "doing as he pleased,"

and half her life nearly went with it.

In the following days, Yelu Yan and Li Xianyun kept busy during the day and united in intimate embrace at night.

And finally, Li Xianyun received news of the Li Family members.

Li Rui and Qiu Qianyun were trapped in a nondescript household’s secret chamber in Maoxian.

No wonder Yelu Yan’s men had searched so many times to no avail.

Yelu Yan had long ordered that once the Li Family members were found, they should be sent straight to Chang’an without delay.

Only when the Li Family members safely returned to the Ruiwang Residence did the boulder weighing on Li Xianyun’s heart finally fall to the ground.

The war between the Khitan and Houliang drew to a close by the end of the year.

Envoy after envoy came from Houliang seeking peace.

The armistice document was changed again and again according to the demands of the Khitans.

On this day, it was Yelu Yan’s birthday, and Li Xianyun personally went to the kitchen to make several of Yelu Yan’s favorite dishes, and even several kinds of pastries.

After dealing with official affairs, Yelu Yan returned home by starlight and moonlight, to see Li Xianyun and a few maids sewing and laughing under the lamp.

The continuous victories in the war lifted everyone’s spirits, sweeping away the tension and worry brought on by the conflict.

Yelu Yan entered the main hall without having someone announce him and saw Li Xianyun. He asked with a smile, "What are you chatting about, looking so happy?"

Hearing their Khan’s voice, the maids quickly rose to pay their respects.

Li Xianyun didn’t answer Yelu Yan’s question, but said to the maids, "Serve the meal."

The maids scurried out with their sewing baskets in a flurry.

Then only Yelu Yan and Li Xianyun were left in the spacious main hall.

"Have you not eaten yet?" asked Yelu Yan.

Li Xianyun placed her sewing into the basket, "I had a bit of food earlier, just a small bite."

Yelu Yan’s brow involuntarily furrowed, "Didn’t I tell you not to wait for me, to eat earlier?"

He had been very busy with official duties that day and had specially sent Jinwu to tell her he would return late.

"I wanted to eat with you."

Yelu Yan walked over, pulled her into his embrace, and kissed her cheek, "Next time you can’t do this, alright?"

"Alright."

Yelu Yan turned to kiss her lips.

Every time Yelu Yan returned from outside, he would capture Li Xianyun and kiss her fiercely.

At this moment, Li Xianyun turned her head away, pushing against him, "Someone is coming."

Indeed, the footsteps of the maids could be heard outside.

Reluctantly, Yelu Yan led Li Xianyun to sit at the dining table.

All the dishes on the table were covered, but the aroma of the food wafted through.

Yelu Yan looked at Li Xianyun with surprise, "Did you make this?"

Li Xianyun nodded with a smile.

As all the dishes were served, the maids lifted the covers that kept them warm.

Yelu Yan saw his favorite dishes and his mouth curved into a smile that he couldn’t suppress.

Li Xianyun chuckled, "Try it and see how it tastes."

"Any dish you make is delicious."

"Sweet talker."

Yelu Yan tasted the dish and praised it repeatedly, "Delicious."

Then, serving some to Li Xianyun, he asked, "Xianxian, what day is it that the meal is so lavish?"

"What do you think?"

Yelu Yan thought hard and eventually shook his head.

"It was earlier when Zhuo Ma mentioned that today was your birthday."