Chapter 595: The Dream of Mandarin

Zhang Haotian was sitting in a luxurious carriage at this time. The eight carriage was made by Aruna according to his grandfather Dariachi's carriage day and night. The tent cushions on the car were also the dowry that Dariachi gave her that day, gold silk and silver thread, and top-quality silk. It can be said that they were all luxurious and exquisite. Even Zhang Haotian felt that it was a bit over, but Aruna asked him not to care about this matter. He said that he heard Zhou Xueman talk about all the experiences they met and was very happy that they could be together in the end. Moreover, he would no longer be depressed because he was worried about Zhou Xueman's safety. In the past, her wedding was special and she could not handle it well. She still felt regretful, but she could not do it again. Now the people of the Tatarot tribe are much more stable than before, and the conditions are much better. It is time to handle this marriage well.

From Aruna's face and tone, Zhang Haotian couldn't feel jealous at all. He didn't know if this woman felt sad, but he knew that this was a smart woman. She did this and actually pulled him back to her arms, making him realize that he was not just Zhou Xueman.

Sitting in the bride carriage, after a while, he arrived outside the yurt specially built for Zhou Xueman in the northern part of the valley. He saw Zhou Xueman wearing a gorgeous bridal suit and a big red high-top round hat on his head standing outside the bag with the help of two middle-aged women. The tassels hanging from the high-top round hat covered her face and could not see what expression she looked like at this time.

Zhang Haotian got out of the carriage. According to the rules, if an ordinary Tatarot man married a bride, he would get out of the car and carry the groom up. However, because of his respectful identity, he could not get out of the car, so he just stood in the car. After Zhou Xueman was guided by two middle-aged women, he got on the carriage, held her right hand, and then returned to the carriage together to sit down.

When sitting in a wide and soft seat, Zhang Haotian's left hand tightly pulled Zhou Xueman's right hand. Neither of them spoke, but the emotions silently conveyed in his palms were better than thousands of words, and they could also feel each other's strong joy and happiness.

Back to the south of the valley, the place where the ceremony was held was outside the yurt one hundred meters away from the main tent. This yurt was tall, wide and large, and was also newly built. It was adjacent to Aruna's golden tent and Somegova's second princess' tent. All the items in the bag were selected and arranged by Aruna and Somegova themselves, and they were in a magnificent shape.

Zhang Haotian was familiar with the following ceremony. He accompanied Zhou Xueman off the carriage, first circled around the yurt three times, and then crossed two piles of strong fires at the main entrance of the yurt. This was the baptism of the god of fire. In addition to representing the purity of love between men and women, it also represents the prosperity of a new life after marriage.

Cross over the fire and enter the yurt, first worship the gods and ancestors, and then sacrifice to the kitchen.

After the worship was completed, they paid homage to the elders and relatives. Since the elders from both sides were not around, they invited several old men from the tribe to bless them. There were about a hundred people who entered the bag, all of whom were leaders and nobles such as the Tatarot tribe, as well as several subordinate officers led by Gegemu. Naturally, these people did not need him to pay homage to him, but sent gifts and blessings one after another. As for Aruna and Somegova, according to the rules, they did not attend the wedding banquet. Zhou Xueman would go to pay homage to the two, and they would give their respective gifts.

After the blessing gifts were finished, it was already dusk, and Zhou Xueman sat upright in a stool in the east corner, took off her hat, and a dressed comb her hair again.

Twenty minutes later, Zhou Xueman's head was combed, and she changed into a colorful round hat without tassels. She slowly stood up and showed her beautiful face. She was wearing light makeup, her eyebrows were like mountains, her eyes were like waves, her lips were like cherry blossoms, and her cheeks were smudged. I don't know if it was because of shyness or her blush.

Galdi and several others were talking around Zhang Haotian. When they saw Zhou Xueman at this time, they all seemed to be stunned. Idler shook his head and said to himself: "Beautiful, so beautiful. Han women are indeed beautiful. Prince, the third princess is no worse than your mother. If I have the chance, I want to marry a Han woman."

Zhang Haotian looked at Zhou Xueman, who was as beautiful as jade, but with a bit of mature charm, and his heart was also pounding. Listening to Idler's words, he suddenly thought that his wife had died in the first bloody battle in the Mamu Valley. He smiled and patted his shoulder and said, "Of course Idler, when he defeated Aldon, I will take you to China and marry a beautiful Chinese girl back."

When Idler heard this, he immediately grinned and said, "Really, Prince, that's great. If I go to fight Aldon now, I will definitely lead people to rush in front."

Among the generals under Zhang Haotian, Idler is the most difficult to speak, but he is the bravest one in the battle. He is 48 years old this year, and is only older than Lakshen among the six major maps. However, when he was thirty, he was promoted by Uenqi to be responsible for the military operations of the Tatarot tribe because of his bravery and fearlessness. He has taken great risks for the Tatarot tribe to plunder food and various materials outside. It can be said that he has made great contributions. Zhang Haotian can naturally satisfy this small requirement. He listened to his words, but shook his head and said, "It is not the time. We have to wait until Lakshen brings five thousand Botgeki soldiers in. Our strength is stronger than Aldun and then say, try to avoid casualties as much as possible, do you know?"

Idler nodded quickly and saw two women bringing silver pots and silver bowls. He touched him and said, "Prince, the third princess is ready, you go quickly."

Zhang Haotian said "um" and walked to Zhou Xueman, and took the silver pot containing horse milk wine. Zhou Xueman held the silver bowl and started to toast everyone, while several elders were asked to offer Hada.

The final ceremony was when the two of them drank a glass of wine. When they took the golden cup of horse milk wine, Zhang Haotian and Zhou Xueman looked at each other, then held the wine and drank it. They felt that the wine was as sweet as honey, and everything was indifferent.

When they saw a couple having a glass of wine, everyone in the tent cheered. At this time, the ceremony ended. Everyone gave the tent one after another. The wedding banquet was set up in the open space where soldiers were usually trained in the valley. The cattle and sheep had been roasted, and the wine had been prepared. In addition, there were thousands of plates of cheese pies, milk candies and melon seeds, which were richer than any previous party.

Zhou Xueman no longer showed up and had a meal in the tent, while Zhang Haotian followed everyone to the open space, but saw dozens of five-meter-high bonfires burning, surrounded by hundreds of small fires for barbecue. Before he could get close, the strong barbecue aroma came to his face.

At this time, there were more than 7,000 Tatarot tribes in the Mamu Valley. In addition to a small number of sentries, they all gathered in the open space. In addition, two-thirds of the 1,300 soldiers from Gegemu came. It was really crowded and very lively. When they saw Zhang Haotian coming, they cheered in unison.

Zhang Haotian knew that everyone was hungry until now and didn't want to say anything, so he waved his hand to announce the start of the dinner. Everyone went to cut the roasted beef and sheep with a knife. There were 600 jars of newly prepared horse milk wine piled up on the west side of the open space. He just took the bowl to pour it, and even wanted to drink it with the wine jar.

After a while, everyone surrounded Zhang Haotian and wanted to toast him. Everyone had different feelings for the young Tatarot King. The old Tatarot tribe was because of their inherent loyalty, while the Botgeki tribe was blessed because they felt that the living environment in the forbidden area of ​​the Holy Mausoleum was much more comfortable than Chobashan. As for the Morgen tribe, they were grateful for their shelter.

Thousands of people gathered in the open space. Even if Zhang Haotian took a sip, he would have to drunk him to death. He had to hold the wine bowl, raise it high, and drink a few bowls to express his intentions. Naturally, no one wanted to force him to drink.

Thinking of Zhou Xueman who was waiting for him in the yurt, Zhang Haotian was "in the dinner party and in his heart". He stayed for about half an hour and drank more than a dozen bowls of horse milk wine, so he let everyone have fun and leave. However, at this time, he also observed one thing, that is, the four or five hundred women in the open space were surrounded by many men from Tatarot tribes like stars, constantly showing their diligence. Even the old ladies had old men smiling and chatting with each other. The ratio of men and women was really a serious imbalance. Fortunately, the two or three hundred women left in the old Tatarot tribe had almost all their husbands died, and the one or two hundred women who escaped from Moergen had no family, so there was no need to worry about their men being jealous.

Sexual needs are human instincts. Growing up by eating beef and mutton, the energetic Mongolian men have stronger sexual desires. Zhang Haotian knows deeply that he has three princesses, and he really cannot "feed the man but not the hungry man". However, the best way is to defeat Aldun Leng as soon as possible and move all the more than 20,000 Botge's troops who are still in Chobashan into the Shengling forbidden area. This problem can be gradually improved.

After walking with big strides, he soon walked to Zhou Xueman's big tent. At this time, the lights with batteries sent by Gegemu were used inside and outside the tent, which seemed bright.

When Zhang Haotian entered the tent, he saw that under the bright light, two middle-aged mothers were sitting on the stool talking. Her red dress had been removed and she changed into a light green robe, showing her graceful figure.

Seeing Zhang Haotian entering the tent, the two middle-aged mothers quickly stood up to salute, and Zhang Haotian waved his hand and signaled them to go out.

The two mothers went out, and only Zhang Haotian and Zhou Xueman were left in the huge tent, and Zhou Xueman glanced at him, then slowly lowered his head.

Zhang Haotian had drunk more than a dozen bowls of horse milk wine, and he was already drunk. Looking at Zhou Xueman's shyness, he couldn't help but recall the vividness of his acquaintance with this woman. On one hot night after another in the cell, her image appeared in his mind and self-deprecating, and the madness in the cave that he thought he would die and wanted to defile her. Things in the world were really unpredictable. This was a woman he thought he could only look at from a distance and then hide deeply in his heart, but now he has become his wife and will accompany him forever and give birth to children for him.

Thinking of this, his natural wildness became erect again. He strode over and picked up Zhou Xueman sitting on the stool.

He was going to hand over the ice and snow body that he had been keeping for more than 30 years to Zhang Haotian and become his woman completely. Like all women facing the first night, Zhou Xueman was nervous and shy. He thought Zhang Haotian would say something to him, but unexpectedly, he came over and picked him up and walked towards the bed inside. Zhou Xueman's heart seemed to jump out of his chest and wanted to say something to him, but he didn't know what to say, so he had to close his eyes and stretched out his arms and wrapped around his neck.

He put Zhou Xueman on the soft floor, and looked at her tightly closed eyes, her chest kept rising and falling, and her face turned red as if it was about to drip. To be honest, in the past, Zhang Haotian had seen the serious Zhou Xueman, the calm Zhou Xueman, the desperate Zhou Xueman, and the gentle Zhou Xueman, but he had never seen such a shy Zhou Xueman. Perhaps for a woman like her, she would only show such a little girl-like expression on wedding night, and such an expression was graceful and precious, and enough to become a memory of his life.

At this moment, everything you say is redundant, and Zhang Haotian’s only idea is to immediately ask for this woman, so that she can be completely integrated with her life from now on and never be separated.

He reached out to untie Zhou Xueman's robe. When his hand touched the buckle, Zhou Xueman subconsciously opened his eyes, grabbed his hand and murmured: "Haotian...I...I..."

Zhang Haotian knew that she was not ready psychologically, but his movements did not stop and he stared at her silently, and one hand had unbuttoned her buttons.

Under Zhang Haotian's emotional gaze, Zhou Xueman's heart throbbed, slowly letting go of his hand, slowly closing his eyes. Tonight, she had no choice but to let this man dominate everything.

Zhang Haotian was very familiar with women's robes. Zhou Xueman was peeled off layer by layer. When her tops were all taken off, a pair of snow-white breasts suddenly popped up and entered Zhang Haotian's eyes.

Zhang Haotian is not ignorant of Zhou Xueman's breasts. He once rubbed them in despair in that dark cave, but that feeling would not bring goodness to the memory, and only self-blame and regret were given to him.

Now, this pair of white peaks, like pink, appeared in front of him, was so sacred and wonderful. Zhou Xueman's breasts were not as plump and strong as Somegowa, but they were more plump and upright than Aruna's small and delicate appearance. Just like her appearance, they were dignified and beautiful. The sharp stalks on the peaks were very small, but the dizzy color was not the pink of a girl, but some were like the crimson red of mulberries that were about to mature, which marked her age, but this added a bit of charm.

Feeling Zhang Haotian was still, Zhou Xueman knew what he was looking at, her body trembled slightly, and her chest stood trembling in the cold night. She wanted to say something, but she couldn't say anything, and she just murmured: "Lantern..."

Zhang Haotian stared at her upper body, just wanted to stay for a long time, listened to her words, but he didn't want this wonderful thing to swallow the darkness, but it was not easy to disobey her intentions, so he had to get up and turn off the battery lamp. However, at the same time, he lit up two big red candles on a cross-shaped candlestick in the tent.
Chapter completed!