A Match Made In Heaven (Jiuyue Liuhuo) Chapter 137: 13. Crazy about beauties

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Ebo quickly turned around and helped Huang Taiji up. Huang Taiji stood up straight, pushed Ebo away, and shouted: "Get out!" Seeing Ebo standing still, he pointed at the tent door and shouted: "Get out!" Ebo saw that Huang Taiji was drunk and his eyes were swollen. He was red and worried about leaving, but he knew the majesty of Lord Beile, so he had no choice but to bow and say: "Master Beile, Obo is nearby. You have something to tell Ebo."

Ebo said as he exited the big tent, stood outside the tent and listened quietly for a while, then went to the tent next to him, thinking of waiting for Lord Beile to get drunk before settling him down to rest.

Huang Taiji picked up the wine jar, knocked off the mud seal on the jar, touched the wine bowl, and poured a bowl with a "dong dong" until it spilled over a large area on the tables. Huang Taiji's body was tilted, holding the wine jar in his right hand, and holding up the wine bowl in his left hand. He brought it to his mouth and drank it all in one go. A lot of the wine spilled on the brocade robe on his chest.

Huang Taiji drank two more bowls in a row. After finishing the third bowl, he could no longer stand, so he threw away the wine jar and wine bowl, rested his hands on the case, and looked down at the cases. The word "beautiful woman" was everywhere.

After watching for a long time, Huang Taiji stood up straight again, his eyes straightened, staring blankly at the messy **** words on the case.

Huang Taiji froze, looked at the tables for a long time, suddenly pointed at the words on the tables, and shouted: "You..." He could only say one word, and stopped with his arm above the tables, pointing. Several cases were motionless.

As the drunkenness surged, Huang Taiji finally couldn't stand, and suddenly fell down in the seat behind him, and started to mutter again: "You... um... you!" He pressed several tables with his hands and stood up again. He staggered around several tables and walked outside the tent, still muttering one word to himself: "You...you..."

Huang Taiji stumbled and knocked out of the tent. After muttering about turning to the tent, he stopped in front of the tent behind his own tent, looked at where the tent door was, stepped forward, grabbed the curtain, and rushed in. It was dark inside the tent, and Huang Taiji almost fell forward. He took a few steps forward and leaned against the desk.

Huang Taiji closed his eyes and shook his head to regain his composure. He reached out and groped for the wax stand on the table, then reached into his arms and fumbled around for a while, took out the candlestick, pulled out the lid, shook it violently, and it ignited.

Huang Taiji's hands and feet no longer obeyed. He clicked a few times before finally lighting the candle.

He suddenly turned his head and looked at the couch at the end of the tent. A woman was lying on it, her hands and feet were tied tightly, and her mouth was stuffed with linen. She was not the foreigner!

Huang Taiji, who was already drunk, stared blankly at Yi'er's big eyes filled with shock and anger. Seeing those big water-like eyes, Huang Taiji sobered up a lot from his drunkenness and stood still, motionless.

The two stared at each other, and their eyes were so different. Huang Taiji's eyes were sad and blurred, while Yi'er's eyes were filled with anger and hatred.

Huang Taiji's eyes slowly became extremely miserable, and he muttered to himself: "I sleep hard and think about it, I sleep hard and think about it..." As he spoke, he suddenly raised his finger and pointed at Yi'er, shouting: "You... You... I don't care about you assassinating me! I don't care about you, I don't care that you are a Han, you have to stay, stay! You... you..., you have to always, always stay by my side, by my side!"

The more Huang Taiji spoke, the more incoherent he became. When he finally spoke, his eyes actually shone brightly. He said: "I won't do this, Baylor, as long as you are willing..." He waved his arm pointed at Yi'er and shouted: "I can do it wherever I go!"

But he saw the constant anger and disdain in Yi'er's eyes, and the infinite sorrow in Huang Taiji's eyes.

He took a few breaths and shouted: "Don't hate me, don't hate me. I didn't blame you when you assassinated me in front of Ehun Mountain. You just killed me, killed me! I don't blame you either." You! Who asked you to let me see you in front of Ehun Mountain? You are not a woman in the world, there is no woman like you in the world! You make me sad! I miss you, I miss you..."

When I finally spoke, my voice was hoarse, my voice was hoarse, and I was panting.