Yelu Yan laughed, "Next time, I insist on getting you dirty."
Li Xianyun playfully hit his firm chest, "You're the most annoying."
Yelu Yan let out a light chuckle, continuing the conversation from before.
"I cleaned thoroughly just now, wiped both the chair and the floor clean. Later, I'll throw away the handkerchief, lock up the house, and by overnight, any scent will also be gone."
"Hmm, that's the only way," Li Xianyun said tenderly, nestled in Yelu Yan's embrace.
Yelu Yan, with his arms around Li Xianyun's waist, walked out, and the maids and guards in the courtyard all knelt to pay their respects.
"Rise," Yelu Yan commanded in a calm voice.
He was serious and dignified, restrained and ascetic, nothing like the man who had been insatiable just moments before.
Youlan stepped forward, saluting, "Reporting to the Princess Consort, those children have been clamoring to see you."
"Alright, I'll go take a look," she responded.
Li Xianyun said, looking toward Yelu Yan.