ATBLM [QT] Chapter 163.2

The hot breath blew against her ears, itching a little, so Jiang Rui tilted her head.

Looking at his appearance, his heart was beating so fast. He was not tired, but seemed…excited.

When the Di people by the Moon Lake saw their King Khan appearing with his Yanshi in his arms, they all cheered with joy.

This wedding was not so much like a wedding as it was more like a festival for everyone to enjoy together. No matter whether men or women, old or young, they all had a look of joy on their faces, singing and dancing around the bonfire.

Jiang Rui and Urhan sat side by side in the most distinguished seats, with Aguda taking the lead. All the tribe members took turns coming forward one by one to toast to their King Khan and Yanshi.

Urhan did not reject anyone who came. They did not drink from cups, but from bowls, pouring bowl after bowl of wine into their stomachs like water.

When the Di people saw King Khan drinking so much wine, not only did no one come to persuade him, but every time he drank a bowl, other people cheered him.

Jiang Rui drank milk wine, which was sweet and not too alcoholic. When someone came to offer a toast, she took a small sip. Most people ran away contentedly when they saw that she was willing to drink.

There were also a few who were coaxing her to finish the drink. Whenever this happened, Urhan would stretch out his hand, lift the other person in front of him, and tell the person to drink with him.

The rest of the tribe members gathered around, laughing and joking to see who would fall first, the Great Khan or the one who dared to challenge.

Normally, people didn’t see them paying much attention to etiquette and respect, and tonight, it was more like they had obtained permission and let it go. Even children like Hassen and Aruna came over with milk wine to toast.

Everyone paid their respects, and when the atmosphere was at its hottest, Urhan put down his glass and said something to Aguda. All the people who had been singing and dancing freely just now all quieted down and quietly retreated to their seats, gathering around the bonfire.

Aguda left in a hurry and came back shortly with someone under his escort.

It was quiet beside Moon Lake, except for the constant chirping of grass and insects.

Urhan stood up. Although he had drunk a lot of wine, his speech was still clear.

He pointed at the person who was pressed on the ground and said word by word: “Muren betrayed us and colluded with the Rong tribe in the west. I want to deal with him. Who has any objections?”

The crowd was even quieter than before, and even the whistling of the bonfire in the evening breeze could be clearly heard

With no one objecting, Urhan pulled out his dagger and was about to step forward, but he found that his robe was being pulled by someone. When he looked back, he saw his Yanshi looking at him.

Thinking that he hadn’t explained it before, he said: “Muren is Ogle’s master. He planned that assassination. I want to kill him.”

Jiang Rui frowned: “Did you personally deal with all the traitors?”

“Of course not.” Urhan said, “He is my gift to my Yanshi.”

Jiang Rui examined his expression and found that he had a serious face, but he actually thought so sincerely.

Why did he think she would like such a gift? Could it be that she cut off the assassin’s arm that day and gave him the wrong impression?

No matter what, she didn’t like to see the killing process with her own eyes on such occasions. It wasn’t that she had any sympathy for the traitor, she just felt that the dripping blood made people uncomfortable.

She said: “Can we deal with him in the same way as we normally deal with traitors?”

This was the first time his Yanshi made a request to him, so Urhan naturally had to agree. Although he was a little regretful that the gift he prepared did not seem to be in line with Yanshi’s wishes, on a day like today, nothing could affect his mood.

He handed the man over to Aguda to solve it and returned to his seat. He turned his head and looked at Yanshi’s face under the firelight. As he looked at it, his face came closer unknowingly.

Just as he was about to taste the bright flower-like lips, Yanshi turned her head again. Her beautiful brows furrowed, and a pleasant voice came out of her red lips: “Your beard pierced me.”

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