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

Wan Yanlie smiled and said, "Isn't it all your fault?"

Zhao Xueying opened her eyes wide and said incredulously, "Blame me?"

Wanyan Lie nodded and said, "I blame you for being too charming."

"There isn't a single serious word." Zhao Xueying said angrily.

"Are you really not going to kiss me?" Wanyan Lie asked pitifully.

"Well," Zhao Xueying said coquettishly, "husband, I'm really sleepy."

Her voice was gentle and pleasant, Wanyan Lie's heart trembled when she heard it, and she thought again...

But after all, he endured it, chuckled lightly, and said, "Okay, I'll let you go, go to sleep."

"Thank you husband." Zhao Xueying smiled, revealing her sweet dimples, which made her look dazzling, bright-yan-moving.

Wan Yanlie looked a little unnatural, and said, "Go to sleep."

"Husband, are you okay? Is the wound uncomfortable?"

"No discomfort." Wanyan Lie said and covered Zhao Xueying with the quilt.

"But your face is not very pretty."

Wanyan Lie wrapped the quilt up for her, said with a smirk: "This is not an external injury, but an internal injury, do you want to heal my husband?"

"Husband, what are you talking about?" Zhao Xueying was puzzled.

Wan Yanlie raised his hand to rub her little face, and said with a smile, "Go to sleep, silly girl."

His Cher is always so innocent and lovely.

"But……"

Wanyan Lie said with a smile: "If you talk again, it will be dawn."

Zhao Xueying obediently stopped talking.

After a while, Zhao Xueying suddenly raised her head and said with a blushing face, "Deng Tuzi!"

Wanyan Lie smiled happily, rubbed the top of her hair, and said with a smile, "You just realized it now?"

"Humph."

Wan Yanlie kissed the top of her hair and said with a smile: "Xue'er, why are you so cute?"

"Is being cute just stupid?" Zhao Xueying asked dissatisfied.

Wan Yanlie smiled and said, "Stupid, how cute."

"You, you, you..." Zhao Xueying blushed even more from his anger.

Seeing her getting angry from embarrassment, Wan Yanlie smiled and said: "I'm just kidding you, don't be angry."

"Husband, you have changed."

Wanyan Lie thumped in his heart, thinking that something he did not do well made her dissatisfied.

"Where did I change?"

"Become always playing tricks on me."

Wan Yanlie said with a smile: "Who made my Xueer so cute? I always want to tease her."

Zhao Xueying pouted and said, "I'm not a kitten."

"Of course you are not a kitten," Wanyanlie said with a smile, "how can a kitten be as cute as you?"

Zhao Xueying got goosebumps all over her body, and said, "Slick tongue."

The two chattered a few more words, Zhao Xueying was really tired, Wanyan Lie just now was simply inhuman.

She quickly closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

When he woke up again, he was woken up by Wanyan Lie's scalding body temperature.

Zhao Xueying could hear heavy exhalations, and saw Wanyan Lie's face was blushing, his lips were chapped, and he had a fever.

She stretched out her hand and touched his forehead, she was startled, it was so hot, she really had a fever.

Zhao Xueying quickly put on her clothes, put on her shoes and went outside, and said to Lingyin: "Lingyin, go and bring some warm water in."

"Yes."

Zhao Xueying said softly to the night sky again: "Murong He, come out."

Before she finished speaking, a man in black appeared in front of her, bowed to her and said, "Princess, what are your orders?"

A huge black figure suddenly appeared, scaring Zhao Xueying back two steps.

Murong He hurriedly said: "Princess, don't be afraid, it's my subordinate."

If the Khan knew that he had frightened the princess, the Khan would have to swallow him alive.

Zhao Xueying stabilized her mind and said: "Khan has a fever, you take some medicinal materials and give them to Lingyin, let her boil the medicine and bring it in."

After hearing that Yan Lie had a fever, Murong He was very anxious, and said, "I'll go and get some medicinal materials."

"Okay," Zhao Xueying instructed, "Be careful on the road, don't be discovered by others."

"Yes!"

Zhao Xueying returned to the inner room, soaked the towel in warm water, then took it out and wrung it dry, and wiped Wanyan Lie's forehead, neck, wrists, palms and feet little by little.

This is a big project, although Zhao Xueying is very tired, but still tireless, she only has one thought in her mind, that is, if she can do more for Wanyan Lie, Wanyan Lie can feel better.

……

In the early morning of the next day, Wanyan Lie woke up from his sleep, he slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was dazzling brightness, and then he found that he was still in Zhao Xueying's room.

His hand was being held tightly by a tender little hand.

Wanyan Lie turned his head and saw Zhao Xueying lying on the bedside and fell asleep.

She was still holding a wet towel in her hand, and there was a wooden basin on a stool not far away. It seemed that Zhao Xueying had been taking care of him last night.

She was only wearing unlined clothing, sitting like this on the cold wooden floor, what if she caught a cold, he would rather get sick than Zhao Xueying.

She can't let him save some time.

Wanyanlie was so distressed that he sat up, ready to hug Zhao Xueying to the bed.

But he accidentally touched her finger.

Zhao Xueying woke up quickly, stood up in a daze, and touched Yan Lie's forehead, then touched her own, and said to herself: "Great, I don't have a fever anymore."

Wan Yanlie's heart seemed to have broken a five-flavored bottle with mixed flavors.

Both distressed and moved.

Wanyan Lie hugged her in his arms.

Zhao Xueying exclaimed, "Be careful of your wound."

"No problem."

Wanyanlie said and hugged Zhao Xueying to the bed.

One of his arms was injured, so he lifted Zhao Xueying up with only one arm, which was really powerful.

Wan Yanlie touched her little hands and feet, frowned and said: "Hands and feet are cold. I told you to take care of yourself, take care of yourself, why are you disobedient?"

Zhao Xueying was smiling at first, but now she said bitterly and bitterly: "You will train me as soon as you wake up, your Xueer is so cute, how can you bear to train me?"

Wanyanlie finally couldn't hold back any longer, showed a smiling face, and said dumbfoundedly: "There is really nothing I can do about you."

As he spoke, he tucked the quilt tightly for Zhao Xueying, hugged her in his arms, and warmed her body.

Zhao Xueying asked with concern: "Husband, are you feeling uncomfortable now?"

"No discomfort." Wan Yanlie said, "Did I have a fever last night?"

"Well, I'm freaking out."

Wan Yanlie stretched out his big hand to rub the top of her hair and said with a smile: "It's nothing, don't worry, every time you get injured, you will have a fever."

"Then how did you get here?"

"Be patient and pass."

He has never received love from others since he was a child. Both his father Khan and his mother and concubine seem to dislike him very much.

So he can only rely on himself.

Zhao Xueying went straight into Wanyan Lie's arms.

Wan Yanlie kissed the top of Zhao Xueying's hair, then turned his head to look at her, and said, "What's wrong?"

"Husband, you are really pitiful." Zhao Xueying said.

Wanyan Lie kissed her on the cheek and said with a smile: "Silly girl, you are the only one who can say I am pitiful."

"It was pitiful."

Wanyan Lie looked at her playfully, and said: "Since your husband is so pitiful, you should treat your husband well, you understand?"

"Ah."