Youlan and the other two maids saw Yelu Yan come in, hurriedly paid their respects, and silently retreated to the outer room.
Yelu Yan straightened his clothes, walked over, and embraced Li Xianyun from behind, planting kiss after kiss on her cheek and neck.
Li Xianyun couldn't help but let out a light laugh, "Have you finished practicing your sword?"
"Mm," he affirmed.
Yelu Yan pressed his handsome cheek against hers, gently rubbing up and down with an indescribable doting affection.
Her little face was so smooth and soft, it felt extremely comfortable against his.
"Why did you get up so early today?" Yelu Yan asked softly.
Li Xianyun just smiled without speaking.
Yelu Yan slightly lifted his head, cocking it to look at her, and chuckled, "Has something happened?"
Li Xianyun pursed her rosy lips, curving the corners upwards, "If I were to stay in bed, Mother Consort would scold me."