Li Xianyun nestled in Yelu Yan's embrace, looking up at him, her red lips slightly parted as she said, "Husband, don't get drunk anymore."
The experience of being drunk was said to be unpleasant.
Yelu Yan kissed her on the forehead, "I understand, I will listen to you."
"Don't make Minister Xiao stay in another palace. Let him stay here in the palace. I don't want to cause any unhappiness between you two because of me."
Li Xianyun's voice was gentle and pleasant as she spoke.
Yelu Yan then lay on his side, with one hand propping up his head and the other tenderly straightening the lock of hair on Li Xianyun's forehead.
"This matter has nothing to do with you; you don't need to worry about it."
Seeing Li Xianyun silently gaze in one direction, after a moment, Yelu Yan lowered his head to kiss and nuzzle her fair cheek, eventually relenting.
"Alright, alright, whatever you say goes; I will heed your wish."
"That's more like it," Li Xianyun said with a smile.