After being forced to be wild with relatives, Khan pampers him every day

Chapter 181 Husband, I'm Scared (Part [-])
Wan Yanlie walked out of Qinzheng Hall quickly, and saw Zhao Xueying standing at the entrance of the hall, with a pale face, pitifully frail.

Coming out late at night, and it's such a cold day, it's just nonsense!

Wanyan Lie was about to lecture her: "Why do you..."

Zhao Xueying cried with joy when she saw Wanyan Lie come out, she ran over, hugged Wanyan Lie's waist tightly, and pressed her head tightly against his chest.

She is the most shy, so active in front of outsiders, it is pitifully rare, and it has only been more than an hour since we parted, what's wrong?
Wanyan Lie was stunned, and couldn't speak the words to reprimand her, so he looked at Lingyin.

Lingyin hurriedly shook her head, but she didn't know either.

On the way here, Zhao Xueying walked very fast, touching tears while walking, feeling very sad.

Wan Yanlie lowered his head and patted her thin and beautiful back, and asked softly: "Xue'er, what's wrong with you, what happened?"

Zhao Xueying said aggrievedly: "Husband, I'm afraid."

Wanyanlie thought she had encountered some danger, and felt a thump in her heart.

But she heard her say softly: "I just had a dream, a terrible dream."

Only then did Wanyan Lie's heart drop to the ground.

He picked up Zhao Xueying horizontally, walked towards Qinzheng Hall, and did not forget to comfort him: "Dreams are all fake, don't be afraid, huh?"

Zhao Xueying was still trembling with fear, looked at him and said, "But this dream is so real."

As he spoke, he began to shed tears again, and wiped the tears with two plain white hands, full of little crying bags.

Her little face and the tip of her nose were red from crying, she must have been crying all the way.

Wanyan Lie said distressedly: "It's okay, just tell me, just tell me."

"Ah."

Wanyan Lie carried Zhao Xueying all the way to the inner room of Qinzheng Hall, and he lived here all the time during the time when he and Zhao Xueying were awkward.

He carried Zhao Xueying to the bedside, let her sit sideways on his lap, and wrapped her in a soft quilt.

Then he said to the outside world: "Pour a cup of hot tea."

Lingyin hurriedly said: "Yes!"

Soon the hot tea was served.

Wanyan Lie took it to Zhao Xueying, and said, "Hold it with your hands to warm your hands."

Zhao Xueying took it obediently, holding the cup with both hands, it was warm and comfortable.

Wan Yanlie tightened the quilt for her, wrapping her even more tightly.

Seeing that Zhao Xueying drank a few sips of hot tea, her mood stabilized a little, and she was not so scared, so she said, "Tell me, what kind of dreams did you have?"

Zhao Xueying said: "I dreamed that I pulled out the hairpin and stabbed you in the heart. You bled so much that you were about to die. I was so scared."

As he spoke, he began to cry again, choking with self-blame: "How could I do such a thing? I'm really scared."

Wanyan Lie's tiger eyes were deep, looking at her heartbroken, he hugged her and said, "It's okay, it's okay, dreams are reversed, how could you stab me?"

Zhao Xueying put the teacup on the small table next to her, and raised her hand to untie his skirt.

Wanyanlie was both surprised and delighted, and said, "Xue'er, are you sure?"

Zhao Xueying looked up at him with tears in her eyes, she didn't know what he was talking about, but now she had no way to care about anything else, she just wanted to find out the truth.

She unbuttoned Wanyan Lie's skirt, and there was a fresh scar on his heart, exactly the same as in the dream.

Crystal tears spilled from the eye sockets.

Wanyan Lie panicked, wiped her tears, and said, "Xue'er, don't cry, your crying broke my heart."

Zhao Xueying touched his wound and said, "I stabbed at this place in my dream, did I stab you?"

Wan Yanlie saw her so sad, how could he tell her the truth.

Just let him take care of everything, as long as Zhao Xueying can be as happy as he is now.

He would rather keep it from her for the rest of his life than bring up the past to make her sad.

Wan Yanlie held her small face and said, "Xue'er, Xue'er, don't cry, listen to me."

It was very difficult for Zhao Xueying to stop crying, but she still choked up.

Wan Yanlie said: "You love me so much, how could you stab me?"

"But why do I have such a dream? It's so real."

Wanyanlie said softly: "Perhaps you were frightened and impressed when I was injured last time, so you have such a dream."

Zhao Xueying raised her hand to wipe her tears, doubtful: "Really?"

Wan Yanlie emphasized his tone, and said with certainty: "Of course it is true, your husband never lies."

"Ah."

Wanyan Lie held her small face, gently wiped her tears, and said, "Silly girl, don't cry, if others know that you cried so sadly because of a dream, they will probably laugh their ass off."

Zhao Xueying also felt that she was making a fuss out of a molehill, so she chuckled lightly.

Wanyan Lie tidied her hair again.

Zhao Xueying retracted into his arms and said, "Husband, I will definitely not do anything to hurt you."

Wan Yanlie kissed the top of her hair heavily, and said, "I know."

Zhao Xueying struggled to get down from Wanyanlie's embrace.

Wanyan Lie asked suspiciously: "What's wrong?"

Zhao Xueying got off his lap and said, "I'm going back."

Wanyan Lie was dumbfounded, why did he have to go back at this moment when he paid you back a moment ago.

He naturally refused, locked Zhao Xueying into his arms, hugged her, and said with a smile: "Here you are, don't even think about leaving."

As he said that, he pushed Zhao Xueying down on the soft bed.

Zhao Xueying hurriedly covered his lips, and said, "No, I can't disturb your business."

Wanyan Lie took her little hand and said, "Not for a while."

Zhao Xueying grabbed his unruly big hand and said, "No, it's too late."

Wan Yanlie smiled and said, "It's because it's too late, so I need to refresh myself."

Is this kind of thing refreshing?
Zhao Xueying still refused: "I, I don't want to."

Wanyan Lie stopped the movement of his hands and said, "That's fine."

Zhao Xueying didn't expect him to agree so easily. He didn't seem to be so easy to talk about this kind of thing before.

But she didn't seem to reject it as thoroughly as this time before.

Zhao Xueying turned her head and looked at him lying on the bed with a sleepy expression, her heart softened, and she said with a smile: "If you really want to, it's not impossible."

Wanyan Lie turned to look at her and said with a smile: "I don't want to force-force you, and I'm not with you because of that kind of thing, I really love you."

Zhao Xueying was deeply moved again, and said with a smile, "You are so kind."

Wanyan Lie's pretty thin lips parted slightly, and said with a smile: "It's good to know."

Zhao Xueying straightened up, sat up, and said, "Husband, I'm leaving."

Wanyan Lie also sat up from the soft bed, took her little hand, and pulled her into his arms.

Zhao Xueying was puzzled, didn't he just say no to that?
Wanyan Lie kissed her on the ear, and said: "I'm just a few minutes away from reading the memorial, stay with me for a while, I'll go back with you."

Zhao Xueying gave a soft "hmm".

Wanyan Lie hugged Zhao Xueying and sat on the teacher's chair in front of the desk.

Zhao Xueying stood up and said, "I don't want to sit."

Wan Yanlie pressed her shoulder, wondering: "Why?"

Zhao Xueying said: "I don't know about Dajin, but in Liangguo, not everyone can take the seat of the emperor."

Wan Yanlie smiled and said, "You are my woman, you can do whatever you want."

As he spoke, he asked the servant to move a chair.

The waiter didn't know where to put it.

Wan Yanlie said: "Put it next to Wangfei."

"Yes."

Wanyan Lie took out a few books from the bookshelf not far away and handed them to Zhao Xueying.

Zhao Xueying asked: "What is this?"

Wanyanlie smiled and said, "Look."

Zhao Xueying took it, and it turned out to be a few books of Liang Guo's poems, which recorded many excellent poems and songs of Liang Guo.

Her eyes lit up, and she asked incredulously, "How could you?"

Wan Yanlie said with a smile: "It's not because I can talk to you, I secretly learn to recite poems and compose Fu every day."

Zhao Xueying said deliberately: "It depends on talent, isn't everyone able to do it?"

Wan Yanlie let out a "hiss" and threatened, "Say it again?"

Zhao Xueying said with a smile: "I was joking with you, it's so easy to take it seriously. In fact, you don't need to read these, everyone has their own hobbies, just like you like to dance with knives and guns, I can't come. I Like reciting poems and composing Fu, you can't come here. And besides these, we still have a lot to talk about. And...and..."

Before she could say anything, her face turned red, Wanyan Lie wanted to hear it even more, and said with a smile: "And what?"

"And, and I think you're fine now."

Wanyan Lie was overjoyed when he heard that, he moved over to kiss him.

Zhao Xueying pushed his solid chest, dodged backwards and said, "Oh! Quickly deal with business!"

Wanyan Lie could only turn around to read the memorial resentfully.

　PS: One hour in ancient times is equal to two hours now
　　
　
(End of this chapter)