Chapter 1213: Drink the Cup (Page 1/1)

When Dolan heard this, he was immediately confused, why did Abba mention poison between him and Sahagon, and why did he put the antidote in his wine glass?

Don't?

The more he thought about it, the more distraught Dolan didn't hear what the two behind him were saying clearly, and turned around and hurriedly returned to his tent.

Although the tent was inconspicuous, how could she, as a daughter, not hear the voice of her father Agudam?

The thought of the person drinking at the same table as Abba, Dolan felt a pang of heartache. Is she going to lose another husband again? Thinking of Dolgon, Dolan suddenly remembered his happiness during this time.

Dolgon's care for her can be said to be meticulous, and he will be by her side except when he goes out to fight.

The two of them walked together in the verdant grassland, galloped together in the vast wilderness, and remembered the bits and pieces of time with her husband, Dolan's tears could not stop flowing.

Although Dolan knew that Dorgon had another woman in mind, he often used her as a substitute for another woman.

But Dolan did not hate the woman, nor did she hate Dorgon, on the contrary, her love for her husband deepened.

Dolan believed that with his fiery enthusiasm he would be able to warm the man's heart, and sooner or later he would forget the woman, who would lock the man firmly in his heart.

Do you want to tell your husband about the poisoning? What would Dorgon do if he knew that his father was going to poison the wine?

She had imagined that once Dorgon knew the news, he would meet Abba.

She really doesn't want to see the scene of two men she loves the most waving knives against each other, and she doesn't want to see it!

Why do men fight and kill all day long? Are rights really that important to them?

So what do you count? Is it a tool for men to fight for power?

Distraught, Dolan returned to his tent.

As soon as the curtain was lifted, a gentle voice came in: "You're back!" I'm going to look for you, don't run around with a big belly, falling is not good for you and the child! ”

Listening to the familiar voice, Dolan's body froze. She hurriedly wiped away the tears on her face, squeezed out a smile and said, "I just went to ask for Changshengtian, I hope Changshengtian can bring us a son!" ”

Dolan's eyes were red with a little tear, and his smile was particularly poignant.

Seeing Dolan's appearance, Dorgon was stunned. From Dolan's eyes, which were still filled with moisture, he saw the shadow of Bumu Butai.

The same affection, the same poignancy, that figure disappeared into the city and never appeared again.

Looking down slightly, seeing Dolan's equally bulging belly, Dolgon's body paused slightly. Then he stepped forward and gently hugged Dolan into his arms, bowed his head and whispered in Dolan's ear, "Who bullied you?" Tell me, I'm going to break his doggy legs! ”

It was clear that Dorgon said these words viciously, but Dolan listened to them so gently. She hugged Dolgon, put her head on Dolgon's chest and said, "Nothing! It's just that the wind is blinding! ”

Hearing Dolan's words, Dolgon's excited expression softened, and finally showed a playful smile.

"The wind and sand outside are a little big, remember to bring a veil next time you go out, and you must take care of yourself, so that you can give birth to a strong boy for the Aixin Jueluo family!" Dolgon's voice was still so gentle, but with his playful smile, there was an indescribable sense of disobedience.

The day of the celebration is approaching day by day, and there are many more Taiji and Touren in the tribe. They all surrendered to the steel swords of Agudamu and Dolgon, and had no choice but to come to the celebration.

The slaughter of cattle and sheep began two days in advance, and the young men and women dressed themselves up in festive clothes.

From time to time, horses whizz past the grassland outside the tent, leaving only bursts of hearty laughter to the people on the grassland.

But all this excitement had nothing to do with Dolan, and she didn't even dare to ask her Abba. I was afraid that my inquiry would make Abba find out something, so that the incident of swords and soldiers would break out.

Her husband didn't dare to reveal the slightest bit of his tone, for fear that everything in front of him would come to naught.

Sandwiched between two men, Dolan lost weight in a few days, and spent all day thinking nonsense.

But whether Dolan wanted it or not, the day of the celebration had arrived.

Whole roasted lamb is placed on the table, and a variety of delicacies and fruits are dotted around, making people look appetizing.

Dozens of fires were placed in the open space in front of the tent, and the fires were filled with rugged men.

One by one, they swallowed their saliva, but none of them dared to reach for the food on the table.

Just as the men at the table were anxious, a low horn sounded. The muffled sound of the horn drew the men's eyes from the food to the door of the tent.

There were three men walking slowly, led by Agudam, followed by his daughter Doran and son-in-law Dorgon.

After the three of them walked to the largest table and sat down, the banquet officially began.

After Agudammu said a few words, the tribal leaders and taiji below began to eat and drink.

The nervous Dolan glanced at the two men beside him, and his heart was already in his throat.

"Dolgon! It is not a loss to be a loyal prince of the Mongols, and you are the first warrior on the steppe! Come! Abba toast to you! As he spoke, Agudamu went to get the flask on the table.

As he spoke, Agudam's hand fell on the flask, but as he grasped it, his other large hand was also on it.

Dolgon grabbed the flask and showed no signs of letting go, and said, "Abba! Today is the celebration party, you are the leader of the unification of Western Mongolia, I should toast you with this glass of wine! ”

Agudammu looked at Dolgon with some surprise, and said vigorously in his hand: "It's just a glass of wine, Abba respects you, don't postpone it!" But he struggled to break free, but he couldn't get Dorgon to let go.

"Nope! No! No! There is no reason to let Abba salute first, you must drink this glass of wine first! As he spoke, Dolgon's hands were forced, and he and Agudammu argued without concession.

Looking at the open and secret battle between the two men, the most anxious person is Dolan. He stretched out his hand and pressed on the big hands of the two men at the same time and said, "Don't fight, let Dolan pour you a bar!" ”

The clear wine was poured into the white porcelain glass, and the fragrant aroma of the wine immediately filled the audience.

Agudammu glanced at his cup and said, "Dolgon! Conquer Western Mongolia, you have worked hard, drink this cup first! ”

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