The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan-Chapter 550 - 549 Khan Climbs the Wall for a Secret Meeting (First Update)

Chapter 550: 549 Khan Climbs the Wall for a Secret Meeting (First Update)

Yelu Yan restrained his expression, gritting his teeth and said, "You little teasing demon, are you starting to feel itchy again?"

Li Xianyun took the hint and begged for mercy with a laugh, "Husband, I was wrong."

"Too late." Yelu Yan suddenly rolled over, pinning Li Xianyun beneath him, he stared at her unwaveringly, with a mischievous smile he said, "Itchy, huh? That needs to be cured."

Without giving Li Xianyun a chance to refuse, a flurry of kisses rained densely upon her body, drawing from her a continuous, gentle laughter, leaving her utterly defenseless.

Luckily, Yelu Yan still had a conscience, knowing that she would be tired on their wedding day, he only indulged once and then let her be.

Li Xianyun lay on the bed drenched in sweat, limp as if she had been washed, watching Yelu Yan get up to clean himself, and then she remembered nothing more.

The sleep wasn’t restful, in the dreams Yelu Yan still pressed on her, bullying and teasing, she couldn’t escape him from any side.

It wasn’t until Youlan’s voice came from afar that Li Xianyun slowly began to wake up, the figure of Yelu Yan was no longer beside her, only the traces of where he had slept remained.

Youlan hung the bed curtains on the golden hooks and knelt by the bed, smiling, "Mistress, it’s time to get up."

Li Xianyun looked up, struggling to keep her eyes open to check the window lattices.

The windows were closed, with a faint blue light seeping in.

Dawn hadn’t fully broken yet.

Li Xianyun flopped back heavily onto the bed, closing her eyelids as heavy as a thousand pounds, and said hoarsely, "It’s not dawn yet, let this consort sleep a while longer."

Her voice, hoarse from the previous day’s activities with Yelu Yan, was still quiet and soft, but it carried an endless charm and allure.

Youlan’s lips curved in a concealed smile.

Such a captivating and tender mistress, she thought, could move even a woman’s heart, let alone a man’s.

No wonder the steadfast and solemn Khan was so tenderly indulgent with her.

"Mistress, it’s getting late, you can’t sleep any longer, the bridal carriage and ceremonial guard have been waiting at the door for a while, and you haven’t even started dressing yet."

Instead of getting up, Li Xianyun rolled over and lay prone on the bed, her silky long hair draping across her shoulders and pillow, accentuating her charm and softness.

She said languidly, "Don’t fuss, let this consort sleep for the time it takes to drink a cup of tea before getting up."

Seeing Li Xianyun so tired, Youlan was puzzled. According to logic, the mistress returned to her room quite early yesterday, she shouldn’t be so sleepy. Could it be that the Khan climbed the wall for a secret rendezvous with the mistress last night?

Who could imagine the renowned and awe-inspiring Khan doing something so inconceivable?

Youlan couldn’t help but tease, "Mistress, did the Khan come last night?"

Having grown up together with Li Xianyun since childhood, she spoke without much reservation.

Li Xianyun cracked open her eyes on the soft pillow, revealing a pair of clear, bright eyes, and her sleepiness slightly faded.

"Nonsense, don’t talk rubbish."

Li Xianyun said as she struggled to sit up.

It felt as if there were three hundred pieces of silver hidden away here.

Youlan couldn’t help but chuckle softly, her gaze falling on a particular spot.

As Li Xianyun rose, her neckline opened widely, revealing several petal-like marks on her delicate collarbone, the traces left by passionate love.

The mistress was always shy, it was better not to point it out.

Pretending not to see, Youlan turned to summon the maid to bring the washing items, while she went to the cupboard to fetch the auspicious attire for Li Xianyun’s wedding ceremony.

That auspicious attire was personally ordered by Yelu Yan, the design went through several rounds of scrutiny and discontent until Yaduo recommended a designer for it, and only then did they finalize the design.

Yelu Yan had to admit, women understood women better.

The auspicious garb was exquisite and luxurious, both in style and with its accompanying accessories, highlighting Li Xianyun’s lovely figure perfectly. Adorned with gold, silver, gems, jade, and agate, it sparkled yet remained elegant and simple without being common, appealing to both men and women alike.

Youlan and another maid brought out the ceremonial robe, hanging it carefully on a rack, daring not to show the slightest neglect.

People say it’s priceless, but this robe could buy several cities.

Astonishment filled the eyes of Youlan and the maids as they looked at the garment’s owner, who sat in front of the dressing table, dozing off with her eyes closed.

Aside from Youlan, everyone couldn’t help feeling sympathy for their Khan.

When the princess saw the ceremonial robe, she merely praised it twice and did not pay it much mind, wasting the Khan’s painstaking effort.

But only Youlan knew that her mistress was always serene, her lifestyle was fine, but she never paid too much attention to materials.

In her own words, "In life, one should be refined in their basic needs, but there’s no need for excessive perfection. After all, these are external possessions, why be overly harsh?"

Therefore, those two praises from her mistress were already a sufficient indication of her liking.

Li Xianyun, in a drowsy state, washed up and let a few close maids dress and make her up.

She normally did her makeup herself, but the bridal makeup was more elaborate and heavy, which she was not familiar with, so she had to rely on others. This also gave her the chance to catch up on some sleep while the maids were busy dressing her.

That was truly exhausting, and so was the wedding.

If she had known a formal marriage could be so tiring, she would have never let Yelu Yan organize another wedding ceremony.

During this time, Qiu Qianyun came to check on her several times, while Li Xianyi sat directly in front of the dressing table, accompanying her sister and buzzing like a bee coated in honey, never stopping.

"Sister, you are truly beautiful."

"Sister, when you go out like this, you will surely amaze everyone."

"Sister, I once read in a book someone describing his sister, saying that one glance from her could captivate a city, a second glance could captivate a nation. Because of that poem, his sister received great favor. I think, someone should come and see my sister and realize what it truly means to captivate a nation."

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Li Xianyi chattered like a little sparrow, with Youlan and a few maids chiming in.

All the noise made it impossible for Li Xianyun to get any rest.

After the dressing and makeup, Li Xianyun went through many tedious Khitan rituals, but each attracted many people, their faces brimming with smiles. The items used were extraordinarily exquisite and luxurious, with an air of celebration and grandeur.

After the ordeal, Li Xianyun, dressed in a bright red wedding gown, arrived at Haoyang Palace in a magnificent sedan.

The majestic Haoyang Palace was festively decorated.

Red streamers fluttered everywhere, soldiers in armor stood resolute with weapons in hand, palace servants and maids dressed in festive attire filled the area, and the high-ranking officials waiting to greet the bride gathered at the palace gate in their ceremonial robes.

The crowd was large, the items plenty, and the ceremonies numerous, all reflecting the majesty and opulence of the royal family.

When the bridal carriage carrying Li Xianyun arrived, the music ensemble struck up a tune.

Though the music was of a foreign style, it was festive and pleasing to the ear.

Li Xianyun, supported by Youlan, stepped down from the carriage to behold the grand scene, the crowd dyed with joy. Despite the numerous people and objects, there was order amidst the chaos.

No wonder Yelu Yan had been so busy recently.

The wedding had only reached the part of the ceremony where the bride is officially received and recognized, and there were still the grand feast with the nobles and the shared meal as husband and wife to come.

The protocol was complex, and the tasks were numerous.

Li Xianyun felt dizzy just looking at it all, let alone Yelu Yan, who was in the midst of handling these affairs.