Li Xianyun leisurely looked up at Yelu Yan and said, "Husband, then sing for me to hear."
Yelu Yan's Adam's apple bobbed as he cleared his throat, and then he began to sing.
He sang a Khitan folk song, the melody was melodious and pleasing to the ear, often featuring prolonged vocal intonations—a distinctive characteristic of Khitan ballads.
His voice was deep and magnetic, quite pleasant to listen to.
At the start of his singing, Yelu Yan seemed a bit nervous, and a tinge of red even appeared on his dark face.
Li Xianyun couldn't help but laugh; such a man as Yelu Yan could actually be nervous, which was indeed quite a rare spectacle.
However, Yelu Yan's nerves only showed at the very beginning, and he soon sang with ease.
Li Xianyun gazed up at him, utterly enchanted.
When Yelu Yan sang, his whole body radiated an openness and wildness that were impossible to ignore, a stark contrast to his usual seriousness and rigidity, and he seemed much more lively than usual.