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The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan-Chapter 646 - 644 Xianxian, you and I are husband and wife (part 2)
Chapter 646: 644 Xianxian, you and I are husband and wife (part 2)
Li Xianyun felt incredibly weak all over, and it wasn’t until she repeatedly begged for mercy that Yelu Yan finally let her go after vigorously kneading her.
The next day, Li Xianyun was so exhausted that she slept in late.
She didn’t wake up until almost noon.
After Li Xianyun had finished washing up, Youlan asked her, "My lady, shall I set out your meal for you?"
"There’s no need, I’m not hungry."
"But the Khan specifically instructed before he left to make sure you have a good meal," Youlan said with some difficulty.
Li Xianyun was combing her hair and said, "I ate a lot at the banquet last night, I’m not hungry."
"But concerning the Khan..."
"As long as you don’t say anything, the Khan naturally won’t know."
"So this is how you’re going to fool me?" A cold and majestic voice came from outside the door.
Both the maid and the mistress looked towards the door to see the tall figure, bathed in backlight, appearing even more statuesque.
Youlan quickly paid her respects to Yelu Yan.
Li Xianyun, on the other hand, remained seated at the dressing table, combing the tips of her hair and nervously pursing her lips.
Looking at the delicate silhouette in the bronze mirror, Yelu Yan said to Youlan, "Go and prepare the meal."
Youlan obeyed and retreated.
She thought to herself that only the Khan could manage their mistress now.
Yelu Yan walked over to the dressing table and sat down on the round stool beside it, resting his arm on the desk and his sleeve touching Li Xianyun’s clothes.
"Xianxian, what did you promise your grandmother and mother yesterday? Have you forgotten it already?"
Li Xianyun glanced at him and continued to lower her head to comb her hair, speaking with an air of coquetry, "But I’m not hungry."
"You need to eat something even if you’re not hungry."
Li Xianyun seemingly obediently murmured an agreement.
Yelu Yan lifted his hand to pinch her cheek softly.
"If you are contrary like this again, I won’t cover for you next time. I will surely tell your grandmother, your mother, and the Queen about your neglecting your meals."
"No, I’ll eat properly next time."
"Wrong, you’ll start to eat properly from now."
Li Xianyun heaved a sigh, "Husband, you are stricter than the Queen."
"I am strict, but I have not made you plump," Yelu Yan looked at her, "Does it still hurt?"
Suddenly, they were on to a private topic between husband and wife. ƒreewebɳovel.com
Last night, Yelu Yan had been fervent and intense, and when he applied the medicine, he found severe swelling.
When he had heard at the former dynasty’s court that Li Xianyun had not gotten up even close to noon, he had been so worried and regretful that he left his official duties immediately and hurried back.
Remembering everything from the night before, Li Xianyun felt her skin heat up, and she spoke in a whisper barely louder than a mosquito’s, "It doesn’t hurt anymore."
"Let me see."
As Yelu Yan spoke, he was about to lift her skirt.
Today, because Yuchi Qian and Yelu Xuan were coming over, Li Xianyun hadn’t dressed in men’s clothing.
Moreover, she wanted to take a day to rest before busying herself with the shop and Xuanyi Pavilion.
It had been quite some time since she had returned; she needed to see how everything was being managed.
Li Xianyun quickly held down her skirt, saying with a blushing face, "It’s really not hurting anymore, I’m already better."
"We are husband and wife, I have seen it before, be obedient."
"No, it’s broad daylight."
"If you are disobedient, I will stay by your side and not go to court to handle official duties."
He actually used his own affairs to threaten her.
Li Xianyun laughed out loud, "Then you simply shouldn’t go."
"Alright," Yelu Yan agreed readily.
Knowing his stubbornness, Li Xianyun gave a light sigh, "Okay, I’ll let you see, but just a glance."
She looked towards the door; when Youlan left, she had closed it behind her.
This had become an unspoken rule among the maids of the Khan Palace.
Whenever the Khan and the Queen were alone, they must close the doors, keep their distance, and without being summoned, they could not approach.
Li Xianyun leaned back in the chair.
Yelu Yan squatted beside her legs, slipping off her skirt.
Li Xianyun caught a glimpse in the bronze mirror and saw her bare, white legs, as well as the man’s broad back and the nice shape of his head, feeling so embarrassed she wished she could just crawl into a crevice in the ground.
Li Xianyun covered her last piece of undergarment, "Husband, let’s go to the bed to look."
"Just one look will be enough," Yelu Yan said as he squatted between her legs and looked up at her.
Li Xianyun reluctantly let go, allowing him to peel off her undergarment and inspect her.
His gaze was fiery hot, leaving her nowhere to hide under his scrutinizing eyes, making her feel thoroughly uncomfortable.
After looking, Yelu Yan raised his eyes to her, "It’s a bit better, but there’s still some redness."
Li Xianyun turned her head to the side and whispered, "It’s naturally a bit red."
Right after she spoke, she regretted it. Why did she discuss this with him?
Yelu Yan looked at her with a mischievous smile.
Li Xianyun smacked the hand he had placed on her thigh, "You’ve looked already, now get up."
But Yelu Yan didn’t let go of her, "I haven’t seen it clearly yet, it would be better against the light."
Li Xianyun’s eyebrows rose slightly, unsure of what he meant.
It wasn’t until Yelu Yan stood up behind her and lifted her legs, positioning her directly in front of the mirror, that her heart began to beat rapidly, a nameless feeling that was not entirely unpleasant surged up within her.
She turned her head to the side, refusing to look at herself in the mirror.
There was a woman in there exposing all her shame.
"Husband, why are you being so naughty?"
Yelu Yan, seeming to be in good spirits, kissed her behind her ears and down her neck while looking at the woman in the mirror.
"Xianxian, look, is it better now?"
"No, I don’t, I don’t want to see," Li Xianyun kept her head turned away, but her peripheral vision kept her clearly aware of her own reflection in the mirror.
The man behind her became increasingly uninhibited.
Finding his entertainment in these activities day after day, never tiring.
Yelu Yan didn’t rush her but captured Li Xianyun’s lips with his, kissing her deeply.
Only when Li Xianyun had completely gone limp in the chair did he pull away from her mouth, doting over her with tenderness in his words.
"Xianxian, we are husband and wife, what need is there to hide anything, just one look, is that okay?"
Li Xianyun’s mind was all fuzzy, and without any rationale, she nodded at his request.
Almost as if possessed, she looked towards the mirror—and saw herself spread out in every way.
Her legs were slender and straight, shockingly pale.
On closer examination, Li Xianyun’s ears and face blushed even hotter.
While Li Xianyun was looking, Yelu Yan continued to watch her in the mirror.
Someone soon couldn’t hold back anymore, and kissed Li Xianyun’s neck from behind, slowly moving up her neck, cheeks, and lips...
The two indulged in reckless intimacy before the mirror.
Until Li Xianyun caught sight of the man and woman in the mirror again.
The woman’s clothes had been mostly removed, hanging pitifully on her arm, exposing her long, white legs up to her thighs.
The man on her was in a slightly better shape, still dressed, but his clothes were wrinkled and disheveled.
The two had already stayed inside the room long enough.
"Husband."
Yelu Yan buried his head in her bosom, as if he heard nothing.
Not until Li Xianyun called out to him once more.
Yelu Yan then lifted his head, "What is it?"
Li Xianyun deliberately ignored his moist lips, "It’s been too long."
"What’s been too long?"
"We’ve been in this inner room for too long, we should go out," Li Xianyun said, "You also know about my physical condition today, I can’t help you."
Yelu Yan looked at Li Xianyun, "Let’s kiss for a little while longer before we go out."
Saying so, he kissed Li Xianyun’s lips.
Her eyes closed, lashes fluttering, Li Xianyun raised her hand to push Yelu Yan away, but she couldn’t shove him off.
She could only give up and let him have his way.