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

Chapter 23 The handsome man seems to be blushing (second more)

These days, Zhao Xueying has basically sorted out the affairs of the mansion. After getting married, all matters in the mansion will be reported to her for decision.

At first, Sima Yang thought she was just a little girl who didn't understand the world, but after a few visits, he found that although she was young, she was very smart, and her brain turned very fast. Often, she came up with a countermeasure as soon as he finished talking about the problem. , and the decision is crisp and clear, not muddled at all.

He is also very proficient in human affairs and sophistication. Knowing that he is an old man in the palace, he will give him face. Although he has made a decision long ago, he will still ask Sima Yang for his opinion.

Zhao Xueying took Sima Yang around the mansion, and adjusted the scenery of the mansion a little. It didn't cost much, but it made the scenery completely new and very artistic.

Wan Yanlie returned to the palace after finishing his business at noon, and saw that the palace had changed greatly.

The things are still those things, but because they are placed in different positions and shapes, they enhance the beauty and make people look more comfortable.

Wan Yanlie pointed to a stone table and bench next to the rockery, and asked, "What's going on here?"

It was empty before, but the stone tables and benches are placed, which has a unique artistic conception. Sitting on the stone bench, you can see the artificial hills and waterfalls, which has a special flavor.

Immediately a serving servant stepped forward to answer.

"Reporting to Marshal, it was Wang Hao who brought people to renovate the yard and made such an arrangement."

Wan Yanlie smiled and said, "Where is the princess?"

"At the warehouse."

Zhao Xueying was accompanied by Sima Yang to the warehouse, followed by Lingyin and several maids and male servants.

She looked around the warehouse, and there were many unused and dusty items inside.

In fact, they can all be used.

Zhao Xueying asked the servants to take out the things that can be used, wipe them clean, and then make a unified deployment.

A lot of white scrolls were stacked randomly on several large tables.

"what is this?"

Sima Yang followed her and said, "This is a gift from some dignitaries to the Marshal."

Zhao Xueying stretched out her slender hand, trying to pick up the scroll.

Sima Yang hurried over, took the first step, and said, "I'll do it."

He picked up a scroll, turned his back, patted it with his hand, and handed it to Zhao Xueying.

The two held one end each and unfolded the scroll.

Zhao Xueying's eyes lit up.

"It turned out to be the long-lost picture of magpies playing in spring."

"You mean it's the work of He Sanhuai, a painter of Liang Dynasty?"

Zhao Xueying nodded.

"When I was very young, I saw it once when I was traveling with my father. It was said that it was lost. I didn't expect to see it here. It was really a surprise."

"The princess and this painting are really destined."

"Ah."

Wanyanlie looked at the scene in front of him indifferently.

Lingyin found Wanyan Lie, and looked at the two who were looking at the painting. There was a distance between the two of them, but they looked at the painting very intently, and they both looked surprised.

She was afraid that Wanyan Lie might misunderstand, so she hurriedly said: "See you, Commander!"

Zhao Xueying turned her head and saw Wanyan Lie standing tall, followed by a guard.

She smiled, took the scroll from Sima Yang's hand, and walked to Wanyan Lie's side.

"Marshal, you are back, I want to hang this painting in our room, okay?"

"it is good."

Zhao Xueying looked around and said: "There are a lot of things that can be used here, I want to move them out and wipe them out."

"This is our home, you can arrange it however you want."

"Thank you."

Wan Yanlie took the scroll and handed it to Sima Yang.

He said lightly: "Sort up the scrolls and send them to Xueju at night."

Previously, the place where Zhao Xueying lived was called Xueju. After getting married, the two lived together in Wanyan Lie's residence, and Wanyanlie ordered someone to remove the "Xueju" plaque there.

Xueju, Zhao Xueying, this is enough to show Wanyan Lie's love for Zhao Xueying.

"Yes."

Wan Yanlie took Zhao Xueying's little hand and walked outside.

"Tired?"

"Not tired."

"Did you see what I laid out?"

"Well, very chic."

"If you think something is inappropriate, you can change it."

"As long as it is arranged by you, I am very satisfied."

"Aren't you busy with business today?"

"I'll go to the military camp later, and I won't be back until late at night, so I'll go back to the house to have a look."

"Riding a horse?"

"Ah."

"But……"

"I have rough skin and thick flesh, so this little injury is nothing to me?"

This is not a big deal, I also developed a high fever yesterday and kept talking nonsense.

When the doctor changed the dressing, there were long and short scars on his body, the most on his chest, which was enough to see that he had always been in the front line.

The man who walked through the mountains of knives and flames.

"Can't you take a carriage?"

Wanyan Lie chuckled, "Women only ride in carriages."

Full machismo.

in the inner room.

Wan Yanlie took off his shirt, Zhao Xueying changed his dressing and bandaged his wound.

The circles of white gauze were removed, revealing hideous wounds, which were wounded by back arrows.

The doctor said that it hit the vital point just half a centimeter away, which was very dangerous.

Zhao Xueying approached the wound and gently sprinkled the white powder.

"Afraid?"

"Does it hurt?"

The two spoke almost simultaneously.

Wan Yanlie chuckled lightly: "It doesn't hurt, are you afraid?"

She has always been very timid.

"Don't be afraid. Let me give you a blowjob, and you won't be hurt if you blow it."

As he spoke, he moved closer to the wound, his red lips gathered lightly, and he slowly exhaled, exhaling like blue.

Suddenly, Wanyan Lie held her shoulders.

"No... no need."

The sound felt weird, very different from usual.

Looking up, he only glanced at her and then looked away.

His cheeks were actually flushed, as if... blushing...

Zhao Xueying was stunned.

Wanyan Lie was a little embarrassed, cleared his throat, and said, "It's a little itchy."

"Oh."

Zhao Xueying wrapped the gauze round and round for him.

Lingyin said outside: "Princess, the meal is ready."

"Eat something before you go."

He was always alone before, no one cared about his food and clothing, and he didn't know how to care about himself except for fighting and handling official duties. Now that there is such a person who cares about him, he feels warm in his heart.

I really feel that I am no longer alone and have a home.

On the table are Wanyan Lie's favorite beef and mutton, as well as warming bird's nest.

"Drink some bird's nest and see if you can get used to it. There are red dates and wolfberries, which nourish blood."

Wanyan Lie took a spoonful of it with a white spoon and put it into his mouth. It was sweet but not greasy, with a mellow aroma.

Zhao Xueying watched his reaction through the meal.

"tasty?"

"Delicious."

After Wanyan Lie finished speaking, he directly picked up the spoon and put it aside, picked up the bowl, and drank it in one gulp.

Lingyin covered her mouth and smiled, but seeing that her princess didn't look like she was laughing, she withdrew her expression.

"one more bowl."

Ling Yin took the bowl and said with a smile: "Our Princess specially ordered the cook to cook this, from morning till now."

Wanyanlie looked at Zhao Xueying and smiled.

"Don't just drink porridge, eat some staple food."

"Ah."

Unexpectedly, Wanyan Lie looked at Lingyin and said: "Your address is wrong, you should be Wangfei."

Being watched by Wanyan Lie, Lingyin almost lost half of her soul.

"Yes."

Seeing Lingyin, Zhao Xueying was frightened to death, and said, "It doesn't matter what you call it."

Wanyan Lie said solemnly: "That's not okay, you are my woman, of course you have to be called Wangfei."

Zhao Xueying looked at Lingyin and the Mongolian maid unnaturally.

There are still so many people here.

(End of this chapter)