"I'm not angry with you, I'm telling the truth."

Zhao Xueying said that she was about to get off his lap, but Wanyanlie hugged her tightly and did not let go at all.

Seeing that Zhao Xueying couldn't move away at all, she said: "Let me go."

"Don't let go."

"open."

"I won't let go."

"Scoundrel."

"You just know."

"lecher."

"I am your husband, how can you call your husband a disciple?"

"I'll just call."

Wanyanlie rubbed the top of her hair and said, "Okay, as long as you're not angry, you can call me anything you want. Don't be angry anymore, okay?"

Let the husband's face go to hell. As long as his Xue'er is not angry, nothing else matters.

Zhao Xueying commented to him: "What you just thought was wrong. It seems that getting a man's love is something that you should be grateful for. But isn't love mutual? You dote on me, and I dote on you too."

When Wanyan Lie heard the last half of the sentence, he smiled so much that he could reach his ears. He said with a smile: "Yes, you dote on me too. You are right. I thought wrong just now."

Zhao Xueying looked at him coldly.

Wanyan Lie was shocked by her look and said with a smile, "What's wrong?"

Zhao Xueying snorted and said, "I don't think you realized your mistake at all."

"I really realized my mistake. It's more real than gold. I'm not angry anymore, eh?"

But Zhao Xueying still didn't let go, lowering her head and playing with her fingers.

Wanyanlie shook her and coaxed: "My little sweetheart, please stop being angry, okay?"

Careful?

He was so embarrassed to say it.

Zhao Xueying turned her head to hold back her laughter and left him with a slap on the back of her head.

Wanyan Lie smiled and said, "If you want to laugh, just laugh. You don't have to hold it in."

Zhao Xueying held back her laughter and said in a deep voice, "I'm not laughing."

But as soon as he finished speaking, he couldn't help it and started laughing.

This bad man.

Wanyanlie pulled her shoulder and said with a smile: "Don't be angry anymore, okay?"

Zhao Xueying clenched a pink fist and hit Wanyan Lie on the chest. She became angry and complained: "You are the worst, you are the worst!"

She hit him, and Wanyanlie let out a whimpering look, which was in stark contrast to his usual sternness and indifference, which made Zhao Xueying lose his temper at all, so she simply stopped beating him.

Wanyan Lie circled her and smiled: "My little Xue'er, you are not angry anymore, okay?"

After talking, hitting, and getting angry, Zhao Xueying stopped when she was satisfied and said "Yeah".

Wanyanlie held Zhao Xueying's face and kissed her hard several times.

Zhao Xueying covered her little face with both hands and said, "You kissed me just after eating. It's all oil. And your stubble pricks me so much."

"Is there? No, you try again."

Then he kissed her like a scoundrel.

Zhao Xueying also had a way to deal with him. She directly put her arms around his neck and hugged him, very hard, soft, fragrant, and very cute. Wanyan Lie was not willing to pull her off, so he could only

Hug her.

Wanyan Lie rubbed his face against her neck and asked, "Xue'er, are you really not jealous of my concubine?"

"Of course I will. Not only will I be jealous, but I won't want you anymore. I won't share a man with another woman."

Wanyan Lie smiled and said: "That's right, she looks like my woman. Don't worry, I won't take a concubine. I, Wanyan Lie, only have you as my woman in this life."

"..."

Wanyan Lie noticed that Zhao Xueying was surprisingly quiet and asked, "Xue'er, what's wrong with you?"

Zhao Xueying murmured: "But I am in very bad health. If it were me..."

Wanyanlie held her shoulders, let her escape his arms slightly, looked down at her, and said, "I will cure you."

"But……"

Wanyanlie wanted to kiss Zhao Xueying's lips to prevent her from saying any more unlucky words.

But Zhao Xueying covered his lips and said with a smile: "We can't have any relatives after dinner."

Wanyanlie took away her little hand, held it in his hand, and said, "You are not allowed to say those depressing words in the future, do you understand?"

Forget it, let’s talk about the rest later.

Zhao Xueying said obediently: "I know."

Wanyanlie hugged her tightly.

Ever since they got married, doctors had been treating Zhao Xueying from time to time, but the results given were that she was weak and would not die soon.

Wanyan Lie was always happy in front of Zhao Xueying, but in the dead of night, or before sword practice in the morning, Wanyan Lie would look at Zhao Xueying for a while.

He used to feel that God was treating him well and sent Zhao Xueying to him all the way, but gradually he felt that this was more and more like God playing a trick on him, making him fall hopelessly in love with Zhao Xueying.

But because of her frailty and illness, he struggled in a sea of ​​worries about gains and losses.

It is true that fate plays tricks on people.

But he, Wan Yanlie, had not believed in fate since he was a child. He did not believe that Zhao Xueying could not be cured, and he did not believe that he could not save the life of his beloved woman.

The next day, when Zhao Xueying woke up, Wanyan Lie had already gone to court. She lay on the soft pillow and looked at the place where Wanyan Lie had been lying in a daze.

She shouldn't be so selfish, shouldn't take Wanyan Lie so seriously. What if she fails one day? He still has a long way to go in life, and he needs someone to accompany him.

She should find a woman he likes for Wan Yanlie within a limited time.

But when this idea popped into her head, she was really sad.

When she thought of Wanyan Lie holding other women in his arms and pampering other women as he doted on her, her heart felt like fire.

It turns out that she is so greedy for his favor.

After Zhao Xueying got up and washed herself, after finishing her meal, she called the heads of each palace over.

Ask them about the recent situation in each palace.

Since there were no other women competing for favor in the harem, and all the palaces were appointed by Zhao Xueying, all of them were capable, hard-working, and loyal to Zhao Xueying, so the palaces were relatively smooth.

But Zhao Xueying also knows that where there are people, there will be disputes, and where there are disputes, there will be conspiracies.

The calm on the surface does not mean that there are no disturbances underneath, so she has to be vigilant at all times and manage the harem well so as not to cause trouble to Wanyan Lie.

Zhao Xueying explained to the dining room about tonight's Haoyang Palace dinner, determined the menu for the dinner, and asked them to prepare the ingredients.

Then he took the maids, guards and the supervisor of Haoyang Palace to Haoyang Palace to check the arrangements for the dinner.

There is no problem with the arrangement of tables and chairs and hygiene, but the whole hall seems a bit rigid.

Zhao Xueying asked them to add curtains above the pillars and add bead curtains and other decorations in some places.

The things used are simple and unpretentious and can be seen everywhere, but when used in the right place, they can emit a strange brilliance.

Even the people in Haoyang Palace lamented the warmth and beauty of this arrangement.

When it comes to dinner, singing, dancing, silk and bamboo performances are of course indispensable.

Zhao Xueying sat in the main seat and watched the evening's performance.

The choreography is beautiful, but it is all about the same scratching-singing-and-fucking gestures, which cannot be deeply rooted in people's hearts. The music also lacks novelty and joy.

Wanyan Lie was busy with state affairs, so she naturally didn't pay attention to these details, but as the only mistress of the harem, she couldn't ignore them.
Chapter completed!