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

Chapter 21 I kiss my princess is right and proper (two more)
At the gate of the palace, there was another commotion.

First Wanyan Lie shot the door of the sedan chair amid the crowd and roar, then Zhao Xueying stepped on the saddle, bowed to the gods of heaven and earth, and finally came to the bridal chamber.

I thought everything was going to be auspicious, but there were red tapes in the bridal chamber, and the happy grandmother threw longan, red dates and peanuts on the bed while saying auspicious words, and let the two drink yellow wine and eat glutinous rice.

Zhao Xueying didn't understand anything and could only be at the mercy of others.

……

Finally, Wanyanlie said, "Let's step back."

The people in the room then retreated.

There were only the two of them left in the room, and Zhao Xueying felt a little embarrassed.

Wanyan Lie was calm, and stood up to get the pearl and jade hairpin on her head.

Zhao Xueying would be wrong, thinking he was going to...

He held the hairpin ring in his hand to dodge back, his eyes timid.

"you……"

Wanyanlie was stunned for a moment, then chuckled softly.

"Not sinking?"

It turned out to be the case.

"Is there nothing to do with me?"

"Ah."

Zhao Xueying sat upright and let him take off his headdress.

But he was so clumsy with his hands and feet that he couldn't do anything with just one golden hairpin, and he looked so naive.

Zhao Xueying smiled slightly.

"I'll take it myself."

He got up and walked to the dressing table.

This has always been Wanyanlie's residence before, and there are traces of a single man living here.There is a map of the Kingdom of Jin on the wall, a high bookshelf, a treasured knife on the table in front of the bookshelf, and there is nothing long except for basic desks, chairs, and cabinets.

The dresser is the only thing that belongs to a woman.

Before Zhao Xueying could take two steps, Wanyan Lie slapped him horizontally from behind.

Zhao Xueying exclaimed.

The two were close at hand, breathing together.

"I'll take you there."

"..."

Zhao Xueying raised her slender jade hand and picked pearls and jade against the bronze mirror.

Wanyan Lie sat next to him with a wild posture.

Zhao Xueying took it off, and he picked it up with his hands.

Seeing that he had nowhere to put it, he smiled and said, "Put it in the dressing box."

"Oh."

watched for a while.

"You women are so troublesome, how hard it is to wear these sluts."

Zhao Xueying glanced at him.

"I still think men are troublesome. They fight and kill all day long. If there is anything I can't say."

"You women don't understand, the weak eat the strong, and the fittest survive. It's not that you can take a step back and you will be able to open up the seas and the sky."

Just then there was a roar from outside the door.

"Master, are you reluctant to come out?! Brothers, you can wait!"

A group of people laughed and shouted: "Master!"

Another group of people laughed and shouted: "Come out!"

"Big guy!"

"come out!!"

……

Wanyanlie gave people the feeling of being cold, strict and selfless. I didn't expect these soldiers to support him so much and dare to make jokes about him.

Zhao Xueying thought that on the way to Beijing, Wanyanlie and the soldiers camped together, and there was no sense of distance.

These people have a lifelong friendship with him and have deep feelings.

"I'm going out."

"Ah."

"I'll have someone bring you something to eat later."

"Ah."

"If you're sleepy, go to bed early, and I won't let anyone disturb you."

"Ah."

"I am leaving."

"Ah."

He is such a big and three rough person, his mind is so delicate, he thinks of everything.

After Wanyanlie left, Suzine came in with a smile.

"The princess, the commander is so kind to you. I'll let you soak your feet when I say you're tired."

When it was time, Wanyanlie came in.

Zhao Xueying had insomnia, and she couldn't sleep in another bed.

So when Wanyanlie pushed the door and came in, she sat up.

Seeing that Zhao Xueying hadn't slept, Wanyan Lie was stunned for a moment, and then with a normal expression, he pretended to be relaxed and said, "You haven't slept yet?"

His face was pale, his lips were bloodless, and his sturdy body always felt a little awkward when walking.

"What’s wrong with you?"

"It's alright, go to sleep."

Wanyan Lie walked to the bed and sat down, paused, lowered his body and dragged his black boots. After taking off, he could see fine cold sweat covering his forehead.

"Are you really all right?"

"It's okay, you've been drinking too much, go to sleep."

Wanyan Lie said and lay down by herself.

Seeing this, Zhao Xueying had to lie down and looked up to see that Wanyanlie had closed her eyes.

He was really weird.

When it was time to be ugly, Zhao Xueying was awakened by the sound of heavy breathing.

I saw Wanyanlie's cheeks were rosy, his forehead was dripping with cold sweat, and his lips were chapped.

She raised her jade hand to test it, and quickly retracted it. It was so hot, he was having a fever.

Zhao Xueying was about to get out of bed, but inadvertently saw dark red blood oozing from his chest.

he is injured!

The moment Zhao Xueying opened the door, Boyan and Yuchifeng came over.

It turned out that they had not left and had been waiting outside. It seemed that Wanyanlie was indeed seriously injured.

Boyan asked bluntly, "Is the commander..."

"He has a fever."

Yuchifeng said sadly: "I told the commander not to go back to the new house, but he insisted on going back, saying that the first day of marriage was in a different room, and he was afraid that others would gossip about the princess, which would be bad for the princess. …”

Boyan coughed heavily.

Yu Chifeng reacted and looked at Zhao Xueying with an unnatural expression.

Zhao Xueying didn't even know that Wanyan Lie did this for her.

There is a warm current in my heart.

Zhao Xueying said, "Call the doctor quickly."

Boyan looked at Linghunan, Linghunan understood, and immediately went to ask a doctor.

The doctor re-bandaged the wound, then gave Wanyan Lie some soup and then withdrew.

After everyone retreated, Zhao Xueying asked Lingyin to call warm water, wet the white sweat towel, and wiped Wanyanlie's forehead and palms.

Back and forth.

During this period, Wanyanlie had nightmares and said a lot of sleep talk.

"Empress mother, apart from the seventh brother, aren't we your sons? How can you be so partial, so partial!"

"Brother Wang, you can't die! You can't die!"

"Brother Wang, I will inherit your ideals and aspirations, let me prosper and prosper, and the people live and work in peace and contentment!"

……

It turned out that he was not as invincible as he seemed, and he also had moments of weakness, and he had a bad time.

The words "Tie Han Tenderness" somehow entered Zhao Xueying's mind and gradually took root.

The early morning sun shines through the window lattice and arrives on schedule, illuminating the interior room.

Wanyan Lie opened his eyes and saw Zhao Xueying lying on the bed beside the bed, asleep, his skin was like a creamy muscle, and his eyelashes were curved like a small fan.There was a chair next to her, and on the chair was a basin filled with clean water.

He felt something on his forehead, raised his hand and took it off. It was a white sweat towel.

Had she been taking care of him at night?
Wanyanlie thought of this, his heart was full and his whole body was full of energy, he reached out and moved her fingers gently.

Zhao Xueying woke up from the daze, her eyes just opened a slit, she got up and touched Yan Lie's forehead, and said to herself, "It's okay, it's not hot anymore."

Sure enough, she had been taking care of him at night.

Zhao Xueying's consciousness returned to the cage, and she was condescending. Seeing Wanyan Lie looking at her with wide open eyes, her eyes were unusually bright, Zhao Xueying's heart froze, and just as she was about to get up, she was held by the back of her head and pressed down.

Wanyanlie kissed her lips directly.

"Well……"

With just a kiss, Wanyanlie let go.

Zhao Xueying straightened up and took a step back, covering his lips with the back of his hand, and said angrily, "You... a disciple!"

Wanyanlie laughed, but did not laugh twice, then suddenly paused, frowning, as if affecting the wound.

He paused for a moment and continued, "It is only right and proper for me to kiss my princess."

(End of this chapter)