Chapter 675 Till Death Do Us Part

Nalan the maid approached with a respectful tone, softly speaking, "Please, Khan Consort, take a bath and change clothes!"

Mention of bathing and changing clothes brought back the memory of negotiations at the country's border in days past, when Yueya'er had brought scented baths at night. The earth-shattering, relentless devotion still moved him deeply.

His heart sighed silently, as he gently squeezed his little sister's hand. Yujia understood his thoughts, recalling that beautiful memory. She couldn't help but look at him tenderly, her cheeks blushing.

Nalan led Khan Consort into the felt tent. As soon as he stepped in, he was greeted by a faint fragrance. The mist rose from the half-man-high wooden tub, the water's surface covered with thick rose petals, their fiery red vibrancy filling the room with fragrance.

The scene mirrored those past times so closely, even the fragrant wooden tub remained unchanged. Lin Wanrong smiled softly, feeling an indescribable warmth in his heart.

"Nalan will assist Khan Consort with his bath!" The young maid blushed, quietly undressing, revealing her voluptuous bosom.

"No, no need!" Lin Wanrong swallowed hard, hastily waving his hand, "I can manage myself! Please, Miss, leave for now, I'm quite shy with you here!"

Shy? He wasn't so bashful when playing the mute warrior. Nalan chuckled, her cheeks rosy, "Fear not, Khan Consort. You belong to the Great Khan, we dare not overstep her orders!"

Turkic girls were indeed bold! Even if you covet my handsomeness, don't be so blunt about it, the little sister might misunderstand!

Lin Wanrong, sweating profusely, firmly refused Nalan's assistance. Watching the maid leave with a smile, he sighed in relief.

The room was misty with water vapor and aromatic. He quickly undressed and leaped into the tub. The soft water splashed against his cheeks, refreshingly indescribable.

The warmth of the water soaked into every pore. Comforting and warm, like a spring breeze, it felt like waves of warmth rushing to his heart.

He leaned back lazily against the tub, his body immersed in a comfortable heat.

Relaxing blissfully, he suddenly felt two soft, jade-like hands gently massaging his shoulders.

Lin Wanrong shook his head, smiling, "Miss Nalan, why have you come in? Didn't I say I didn't need assistance with my bath—"

He turned, catching a glimpse, and was suddenly stunned, "Little sister, is it you?!"

"Why can't it be me?" Yujia smiled radiantly, her exquisite face shining in the steaming mist like the rosy dawn.

She had changed into a white nomadic dress, barely reaching her knees, her clear, jade-like legs slender and straight. Her barely concealed bosom was full and firm, her cheeks as red as jade, unspeakably charming.

"Is this still my little sister?" Lin Wanrong stared dumbfounded, "Have you descended from heaven like a fairy?"

"You're the best at flattering!" Yujia laughed, pinching his shoulder firmly, tenderly scolding, "My biggest mistake in life was meeting a bandit like you!"

Lin Wanrong chuckled, "If given the choice, would you want to meet me again?"

"Do not ask me such a foolish question," Yueya'er pressed her burning cheeks slowly against his bare back, murmuring, "If that detrimental Wo Lao Gong were gone, what purpose would my life still hold?"

Lin Wanrong, moved to tears, sighed, "Little sister, your words are far more touching than mine!"

"Stop it!" Yujia playfully struck his back twice in embarrassment. Lin Wanrong laughed heartily, quickly turning around and sweeping her delicate form into his embrace. Yujia felt her body lighten, her knees grow warm, and she was soon cradled in his arms inside the tub.

The sizable wooden tub, now holding two, seemed cramped. Yueya'er's cheeks were scorchingly hot, silently pressed against his chest, her earlobes burning like fire. Her clothing, thoroughly drenched, clung tightly to her body. The extremely thin nightgown outlined her exquisite curves in a beautiful wave. Her skin, like the pristine jade of Tianchi, shone with a crystal-clear luster. Her ample bosom quivered unceasingly, and her long, slender legs, burning like fire, pressed tightly against his thighs, stirring the heart and quickening the pulse.

"Wo Lao Gong—" Yujia's voice trembled, her bosom heaving rapidly. She shyly glanced at him, her jade-like hand gently tugging at the soaked skirt, slowly sliding it down to reveal her enchanting jade-like body. The landscape of her figure was tumultuous, with clear droplets hesitating on her chest, slowly trickling down her abdomen and legs. Under the dim yellow light, her exquisitely carved jade-like figure seemed like a crystalline beauty sculpted from ice, breathtakingly stunning.

Yujia's cheeks were feverishly hot as she tenderly caressed his darkened face, lifting her head both shyly and proudly, "Wo Lao Gong, this is your woman! Tell me, is she beautiful?"

"Beautiful, incredibly so!" Lin Wanrong replied, his throat dry, his voice quivering to the point of being inaudible. Faced with such a situation, he could no longer restrain himself. Stretching out his arms, he tightly embraced the flower-like beauty, fiercely pressing his burning lips onto her moist ones.

Yujia softly moaned, her breath hot, her body limply resting in his embrace. Her bare arms, like white serpents, tightly wound around his neck. Her smooth, plump bosom, like white jade, pressed closely against his chest, their frenzied kiss merging as one. Lin Wanrong's mind thundered, his body burning like charred wood. His hands explored her voluptuous curves and buttocks, about to revisit their shared dream, when suddenly he remembered something, and his heart immediately calmed. Holding her gently, he dared not indulge in his frenzy any longer.

Yueya'er, intimately close to him, keenly understood his every move. Seeing him stop at such a critical moment, she couldn't help but whimper softly, her embarrassment uncontrollable, "What's wrong with you?"

Lin Wanrong gently stroked her cloud-like hair, tenderly kissing her crystal-like earlobe, whispering softly, "Little sister, you're only two months pregnant, a very dangerous time. Though I am a man of sensual pleasures, I must not indulge recklessly, neglecting your safety."

Yujia gazed at him blankly, tears of joy falling like raindrops. She threw herself into his arms with fervor, her sweet face pressed tightly against his bare chest, gentle and docile like a lazy kitten. She murmured, “Wo Lao Gong, you are the kindest man in the world! I am your little sister, the happiest woman under the heavens!”

Lin Wanrong was well aware that intimacy was to be avoided during the first three months of pregnancy. Looking at Yueya'er's tear-stained pretty face and her tender, affectionate eyes, he didn't expect his unintentional act to elicit such gratitude from his little sister, feeling genuinely ashamed, he chuckled and said, “Actually, I'm not as good as you think! Sometimes, I can be a bit, just a bit lecherous, haha!”

As he held Yueya'er close, any abnormalities in his body were keenly felt by her. "I always knew you were a rascal!" Yujia's cheeks flushed red. Her body was hot and she weakly nestled in his arms, gently pecking his nose, she whispered softly, “I’ll call Nalan, Xiangxue, and the others to attend to you!”

“How can that be?!” Lin Wanrong exclaimed in shock, hastily gesturing with his hands.

“Why not?” Yujia gently stroked his cheek, speaking softly, “You are now the Khan Consort of our Turkic Khanate. Your status is extremely prestigious, desiring any woman is their honor. When I'm unwell, it's only natural for you to seek their company. You'll have to gradually get used to this. Besides, Nalan and Xiangxue, those girls think highly of you. They probably dream of your favor, why not fulfill their wishes?”

Lin Wanrong laughed heartily and shook his head, “I’m not that kind of man. My affection is reserved for my little sister alone. Even if there are many beauties in the Turkic tribe, they are of no concern to me.”

Yujia blushed deeply and seriously said, “But for us women of the grasslands, it's a great shame not to satisfy our men! These girls grew up with me, I like them too—”

“Who said I'm not satisfied?” Lin Wanrong smiled, taking her hand, “Don’t think all men are driven only by their lower half. Just holding you like this, I’m already content. What more do I need? Tonight, I'll just hold my little sister and sleep. How does that sound?”

“Mhm!” Yujia replied joyously, her cheek rubbing slowly against his bare chest, she shyly smiled, “To reject what's offered on a platter, I've never seen someone as honest as you! I'll keep them for you, whenever you want, just go to their tent and take them, the women of the grasslands are not coy.”

‘Just take them?!’ Lin Wanrong was drenched in sweat at the thought, his little sister was indeed as bold as him! The couple shared an intimate bath, Lin Wanrong playfully caressed and teased her, filling his heart with joy. Although they did not indulge in passion, the air was filled with spring, a joy known only to them.

Lying within the vast golden-yellow felt tent, he reclined on thick sheepskins spread over the grassy ground. Cushioned by soft, golden padding that covered the entire tent, it offered unparalleled warmth and comfort.

Lin Wanrong had never slept in such an expansive bed. He lay there, chuckling, rolling from one side to the other, taking quite some time to settle.

Yujia nestled in his arms, her large eyes twinkling as she gazed at him with a smile. "Wo Lao Gong, if you come every day, we can sleep in this big bed all the time, okay?" she asked playfully.

"The size of the bed doesn't matter," Lin Wanrong sighed lightly. "What's important is having you by my side."

"Mhm," Yueya'er's eyes reddened, and she snuggled closer into his embrace, speaking tenderly, "Wo Lao Gong, when you leave tomorrow morning, please don't wake me, okay?"

"Why is that?" he asked, puzzled.

Yueya'er chuckled softly, her voice barely a whisper. "That way, I won't cry."

Lin Wanrong felt a surge of emotion and held her delicate body tightly, as if wishing to merge her into his very bloodstream. "Don't worry, I'll be back soon. I'll even bring you a surprise, okay?"

"This is a promise from you!" Yueya'er exclaimed joyously, hugging his arm, her cheeks flushed. She guided his hand slowly towards her abdomen. "If you break your word, beware, I'll hold your son accountable."

Her skin was as smooth as the finest silk, soft and supple, tender as water.

As Lin Wanrong caressed her smooth belly, he felt the life inside her pulsating in unison with his heartbeat, overwhelmed by a sense of indescribable joy and emotion.

"It's night," Yujia murmured lazily, curling up in his arms and humming softly, "Wo Lao Gong, I'll punish you by making you hold me all night, without letting go for even a moment."

He held her, wordless, her soft body nestled in his arms. Watching her drift into a sweet sleep, a myriad of tender emotions flooded his heart.

"My dear sister, I love you!" he whispered gently into her ear.

Asleep, Yueya'er's tears flowed freely. She turned over joyfully, pulling him into her warm, soft embrace. "Wo Lao Gong, I love you, to death!"

This was not the fearsome Khan of the steppes, but rather a spring maiden deeply in love. Holding such a charming treasure, Lin Wanrong found it hard to sleep all night.

Come dawn, gazing at the still sleeping Yueya'er, his heart ached with tenderness. He lingered for a long while before planting several fervent kisses on her enticing lips. "My dear sister, wait for me. I will return soon."

Reluctantly taking one last look at her, he steeled himself, turned, and lifted the curtain to leave. "Wo Lao Gong, I will always wait for you!" Yueya'er slowly opened her eyes, watching his receding figure, her cheeks wet with tears, laughing and crying at once.

Exiting the grand camp of the Great Khan, Lin Wanrong didn't dare look back. He ran wildly, not knowing how far he had gone, until he saw a vast lake ahead.

By the tranquil waters stood a captivating figure, smiling silently at him. Overjoyed, Lin Wanrong rushed towards her, seizing her hand. "Sister, what is this poison afflicting my little sister?"

An Biru smiled broadly, her eyes sparkling. "Poison? What poison? How come I don't know about it?"

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