Wanyan Lie smiled and said, "Isn't this all your fault?"

Zhao Xueying opened her eyes wide and said in disbelief: "Blame me?"

Wanyan Lie nodded and said, "It's your fault for being so charming."

"Not a serious word." Zhao Xueying said angrily.

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

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

Her voice was gentle and sweet, which made Wanyanlie's heart tremble and he thought again...

But he finally endured it, chuckled, and said, "Okay, let you go and go to sleep."

"Thank you, husband." Zhao Xueying smiled, revealing her sweet dimples, which made her whole body dazzling, bright and charming.

Wanyan Lie looked a little unnatural and said, "Go to sleep."

"Husband, are you okay? Does the wound feel uncomfortable?"

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

"But your face doesn't look very good."

Wanyan Lie wrapped her up in quilt and said with a wicked smile: "This is not an external injury, it is an internal injury. Do you want me to treat it?"

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

Wanyan Lie raised his hand and rubbed her little face, and said with a smile: "Go to sleep, silly girl."

His Xueer is always so innocent and cute.

"But……"

Wanyan Lie smiled and said, "It will be daybreak if we continue talking."

Zhao Xueying obediently stopped talking.

After a while, Zhao Xueying suddenly raised her head and said with a red face: "You are a disciple!"

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

"snort."

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

"Does cuteness mean stupidity?" Zhao Xueying asked dissatisfiedly.

Wanyan Lie smiled and said: "Silly, how cute."

"You, you, you..." Zhao Xueying was so angry that she blushed even more.

Seeing her getting angry from embarrassment, Wanyan Lie smiled and said, "I'm joking with you, don't be angry."

"Husband, you have changed."

Wanyanlie's heart skipped a beat, thinking that he had done something wrong that made her dissatisfied.

"Where have I changed?"

"He always likes to tease me."

Wanyan Lie smiled and said: "Who makes 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 had goosebumps all over her body and said: "Glib tongue."

The two of them joked for a while, but Zhao Xueying was really too tired, and just now Wanyan Lie was simply not human.

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 the sound of breathing heavily, and saw that Wanyanlie's face was flushed, his lips were chapped, and he looked like he had a fever.

She stretched out her hand and touched his forehead, and was shocked. It was so hot. It turned out to be a fever.

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

"yes."

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

Before she finished speaking, a man in black appeared in front of her, bowed his arms and saluted her: "Princess, what are your orders?"

Suddenly a huge black shadow appeared, frightening Zhao Xueying to take two steps back.

Murong He said hurriedly: "Don't be afraid, Princess, she is a subordinate."

If the Khan knew that he had frightened the princess, the Khan would eat him alive.

Zhao Xueying calmed down and said, "Khan has a fever. Get 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 get some medicinal materials right now."

"Okay," Zhao Xueying instructed: "Be careful on the road so that you don't get discovered."

"yes!"

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

This is a big project. Although Zhao Xueying is very tired, she is 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.

…

The next morning, 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 held tightly by a soft little hand.

Wanyan Lie turned around and saw that Zhao Xueying had fallen asleep lying on the bedside.

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

She was wearing only a single coat and was sitting on the cold wooden floor like this. What if she caught a cold? He would rather get sick himself than Zhao Xueying.

She couldn't let him have some peace of mind.

Wanyan Lie was heartbroken and sat up, ready to carry 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: "It's great, I don't have a fever anymore."

Wanyanlie felt as if his five-flavor bottle had been shattered.

Both distressed and moved.

Wanyan Lie hugged her waist and held her in his arms.

Zhao Xueying exclaimed: "Be careful of your wounds."

"No problem."

Wanyanlie said and carried Zhao Xueying to the bed.

One of his arms was injured, but he only used one arm to lift Zhao Xueying up. He was really powerful.

Wanyan Lie touched her little hands and feet, frowned and said, "My 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: "You scold me as soon as you wake up. Your Xue'er is so cute, how can you bear to scold me?"

Wanyan Lie finally couldn't stand it any longer, showed a smile, and said in a dumbfounded voice: "There's really nothing I can do against you."

As he spoke, he tucked Zhao Xueying's quilt tightly, held her in his arms, and warmed her body.

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

"I'm not feeling uncomfortable." Wanyanlie said, "I had a fever last night?"

"Well, I'm almost scared."

Wanyanlie stretched out his big hand and rubbed her hair and said with a smile, "It's okay. Don't worry. Every time you get hurt, you will have a fever."

"Then how did you get here?"

"Be patient and it will pass."

He has never received care from others since he was a child. Whether it is his father or his mother and concubine, they seem to dislike him.

So he can only rely on himself.

Zhao Xueying went straight into Wanyanlie's arms.

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

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

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

"It's already pitiful."

Wanyan Lie looked at her playfully and said, "Since your husband is so pitiful, you have to treat him well, you know?"
Chapter completed!