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

Chapter 182 Cher, You Are So Beautiful (Part [-])
Zhao Xueying sat at the desk, reading a book in a dignified manner.

She likes reciting poems and composing Fu most.

I brought some collections of poetry from Liang Guo, and I have read them many times. Now that I get a new collection of poems, I can't help being addicted to them, and I can't put it down.

Because of her upbringing since she was a child, she sat upright, holding the page of the book with one small hand, and gently picked up another page with the other small hand.

Demure and gentle, a rare beauty.

Unlike him, he likes to roll books when reading, and many books are not in shape.

Zhao Xueying watched and gradually realized that there were two scorching eyes that made her uncomfortable.

Turning his head to look, he was bumping into a pair of hot, deep and smiling eyes.

Zhao Xueying's face turned red when she saw this, and the little rabbit in her heart bumped wildly, and said, "You, what's wrong with you?"

Wanyan Lie looked dazed, and said, "Xue'er, you are so pretty."

Zhao Xueying's face turned even redder, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, revealing charming dimples, as she lowered her head to read a book.

"You just found out?"

As she spoke, she turned a page of the book and planned to continue reading, but with such a pair of eyes staring at her, she couldn't concentrate.

I had no choice but to turn my head and said displeasedly: "Husband, don't look at it, and deal with business properly."

With an evil smile on the corner of Wanyan Lie's mouth, he said, "Xue'er, should we stay in the inner room for a while?"

Zhao Xueying's blood rushed to her head, this scoundrel was about to plot evil again.

"No, hurry up and deal with business."

Wanyanlie looked frustrated, and said, "Okay."

This dejected and lonely expression is really not suitable for this eight-foot tough guy.

Seeing this, Zhao Xueying finally couldn't bear it in her heart: "Wait until you finish your official duties...then go."

After she finished speaking, she turned her head away, leaving him with the back of her head.

She has been led to ruin by him, and she can say such a shameful thing.

Wanyan Lie stood up with a smile, leaned over to touch her small face, and kissed her red lips heavily.

"Well……"

Wanyan Lie became more and more forgetful, Zhao Xueying raised her hand and patted him on the shoulder indiscriminately.

Wanyan Lie reluctantly let go of her delicate lips.

"What, what's wrong?"

Zhao Xueying turned her head and said with a blushing face, "Take care of business quickly, or else, I won't dare to come next time."

Wanyanlie had no choice but to let her go, sat back in his seat, and continued to read the memorial.

Zhao Xueying accidentally read a few words on the memorial and asked, "Are you going to promote farming?"

Wanyan Lie gave a "huh" and handed the memorial to her. This action was very natural. Is there anything that cannot be shown to his own woman?
I just heard him say: "I want to turn the deserted land in the south of Dajin into arable land. On the one hand, it can increase food production, and on the other hand, it can also resettle refugees well."

Zhao Xueying said: "It's good to kill two birds with one stone."

Wan Yanlie said: "I also think it's very good, but there are some diehards in the court who think that we Jin people have lived as nomads for generations and practiced farming. If we break the law of our ancestors, we will be punished by the gods. He is even more convinced, so he obstructs the promotion of farming in every possible way."

Wanyan Lie tapped on the memorial in front of Zhao Xueying and said: "It's good now. Some unscrupulous people secretly and cruelly killed the Han officials who built irrigation facilities. Isn't this nonsense? Before farming, you must water before you can grow crops. Now It is necessary to find talents who can preside over the construction of irrigation facilities as soon as possible, but in such a short period of time, it is a bit difficult to find reliable people with this technology.”

Zhao Xueying did not read the memorial, but put the memorial in front of Wanyan Lie, and said: "Although I have lost my memory, I vaguely remember the method of irrigation. According to the terrain, there are two types. The keel cart is an irrigation machine that uses a sprocket drive to drive the scraper in the tank to turn over to guide the water from the lower to the higher."

She paused and said: "There is another kind that can be used when there is a river, which is the bobbin cart. The bobbin cart is installed on the riverside with flowing water, and has a trench dug, which is pushed by the rapids introduced into the trench. The water wheel keeps turning, so that the water in the trough is lifted to a high place through the wooden or bamboo tube on the water wheel, and finally flows into the farmland for irrigation."

When Wanyan Lie heard this, his eyes were full of surprises, and he asked, "You are a noble lady who doesn't go out of the gate, how do you know this?"

Zhao Xueying shook her head and said, "I don't know, maybe I like to draw, so I don't know if I draw some."

She pondered for a while, and said, "I vaguely remember the design principles of these two irrigation tools, if you don't mind..."

Wanyan Lie was still smiling, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, and he said: "Silly girl, what are you talking about, you and I are a husband and wife, what do I mind, why do you always have such a relationship with me?"

Sometimes he felt very close to Zhao Xueying, and sometimes he felt far away, and he always felt that he couldn't get into her heart.

Zhao Xueying said softly: "Husband, how can I have a relationship with you. Do you have a large drawing paper here?"

Wan Yanlie smiled and said, "You don't mean to start painting now, do you?

Zhao Xueying nodded.

Wan Yanlie rubbed her hair and said with a smile: "Silly girl, what time is it, let's talk about it tomorrow."

"OK then."

Wanyanlie stood up, grabbed Zhao Xueying's little hand and pulled her up.

Zhao Xueying wondered, "What's wrong?"

Wanyan Lie hugged her horizontally and said, "Sleep with me, isn't that what you said?"

Zhao Xueying said softly: "But, haven't you read the memorial yet?"

Wan Yanlie smiled and said, "Who said I didn't finish watching?"

This scoundrel, isn't it up to him whether to watch it or not?
In the early morning of the next day, Zhao Xueying woke up from the bed, only to find that she was in the inner room of Qinzheng Hall.

She thought of the scene last night again, and couldn't help but blush.

Wanyan Lie is quite a beast, and she never gets tired of that kind of thing, which makes her body ache all over now.

Wanyanlie's pleasant and magnetic voice came.

Zhao Xueying covered her neck with the quilt, lay on the bed and listened to his voice quietly.

His words were powerful and majestic, and the ministers kept echoing what he said.

Only now did Zhao Xueying know how gentle Wanyan Lie was to her.

In front of her, he seldom speaks loudly, let alone sternly, basically never.

Ling Yin was sitting on a chair and dozing off, but suddenly woke up, but found that Zhao Xueying had already woken up, so she hurriedly got up and walked over.

"king……"

Zhao Xueying made a silent gesture, and seeing that Lingyin stopped talking, she said: "Keep your voice down, don't let people outside hear it."

Lingyin nodded, then waved her hand, a maid came from a side room in the inner room to bring things for washing.

After washing up, a maid served two plates of mung bean cakes.

Lingyin smiled and said in a low voice: "Khan said that you are thin-skinned, and you might be embarrassed to go out when you wake up, so we asked us to prepare your favorite mung bean cake. Khan also said, if you are bored, you can look at the bookshelf Books of poetry on the Internet, or painting."

Zhao Xueying followed Lingyin's gestures and looked over, there was actually a big roll of rice paper on the small table of the soft couch.

Zhao Xueying ate a few pieces of snacks in a hurry, then threw the rice paper on the huge table and started drawing overturned cars.

(End of this chapter)