Crossing the grassland, the rough general, please set me free

When Jida heard Yan Lie say this, he didn't follow him.

But Yan Lie turned around and went to another place where Jeddah could not see him.

Under the cover of night, a man and a horse galloped swiftly...

When they were about to approach the allied camp, Yan Lie slowed down his horse, dismounted, and marched forward on foot.

At this time, the allied camp was reveling and indulging in pleasure every night because they had won the battle.

The Bahraini tribe was beaten so badly that they had no power to fight back, so there was no need to worry about retaliation.

The guards' minds were no longer on defense. Their eyes would drift towards the big tent full of debauchery from time to time, with envy on their faces.

Yan Lie took advantage of their laxity and sneaked in.

Searching for Bumtai's tent bit by bit,

That's right, he wanted to kill the beast Bumtai.

Inside the big tent.

Bumtai was staring at Lin Shu's gold chain in his hand with a frown on his face.

Natu'a couldn't bear to see the prince like this, so he went to find a few young and beautiful female slaves.

Although she is not as pretty as the woman from the Central Plains, she is definitely more obedient than that woman from the Central Plains and can make men happy.

As soon as the female slaves entered the tent, they sat obediently around Bumtai.

Seeing that Bumtai did not respond, Natua winked at the slave girl.

The women understood and immediately stepped forward to lean on Bumtai, flirting with him, hoping to gain the favor of the most powerful man in the coalition.

Some simply opened their clothes,

Bumutai turned to look at the woman, expressionless.

The slave girl thought that he liked her, and she was delighted and worked harder. From time to time, she stretched out her hands to tease Bumtai's underwear, and gasped a few times, looking like she couldn't stop.

"Get lost. You're so easy to take off your clothes in front of a man?"

When the female slaves heard this, they paused.

They all looked at Natu'a.

"Did you arrange this?" Bumtai asked.

Natu'a said nothing, but nodded.

After a long while, he replied.

"I saw that the eldest prince was in a bad mood, so I asked them to serve him."

"You're wasting your time. Get out of here."

Natu'a had no choice but to wave his hand and let the female slaves go out.

Yan Lie, who was not far away, saw several women walking out of a big tent. Thinking it was another tent for pleasure, he wanted to go somewhere else to have a look.

Just as I was about to turn around, I saw a few people hurriedly coming into the big tent.

Yan Lie felt strange, so he moved closer to the big tent and listened to the conversation inside in the dark.

"I have met the eldest prince. I have news."

Yan Lie was shocked. This turned out to be Bumtai's tent.

He slowly drew out the saber from behind him.

When Bumutai heard the words from the visitor, a light flashed in his eyes and he immediately became energetic.

"Say it."

"At the time, a group of people passed by the river. Some herders saw them stay there for a while. When they left, they seemed to be holding someone."

"As if?? I asked you to stay over there to investigate, just to hear "as if"?"

"Your Highness, the herdsman was quite far away at the time, so I'm not entirely sure. I only remember that he went west."

Bumtai did not speak, but after thinking for a while, he said,

"Natuah, bring me the map."

Upon seeing this, Natu'a immediately went to get the map and spread it out on the table.

In a moment,

A burst of laughter came from the big tent.

"Shu'er, I almost forgot that many people in the Central Plains can swim. I didn't expect you to be able to swim so far."

Yan Lie was shocked when he heard the word Shu'er outside the tent. He listened to what Bumtai's people had said just now.

Shu'er was rescued?

My breathing suddenly quickened.

There's a good chance his Shu'er is still alive! That's great!

Inside the big tent, Natu'a looked at the eldest prince with a puzzled look.

"Grand Prince, why are you so sure that person is Miss Lin?"

This is also what Yan Lie wants to know most. His ears are already pressed against the tent.

"Come and see."

Bumtai pointed at the map excitedly and said,

"We were chasing her along the river, just trying our luck, but we actually found her there. Which direction does the river flow?"

"The pasture of the Barin Department."

"Yes, do you remember that when you were chasing Shu'er, she suddenly turned around and headed for the river?"

Natu'a nodded.

"She dove into the water and disappeared, right?"

Natu'a still nodded,

"If someone who can't swim falls into the water, they will subconsciously struggle. This is human instinct, but she didn't, which means Shu'er can swim. This little liar, you tricked me so hard. Hahahaha. Go, order some people, harness a carriage, and follow me out. This time, I won't let her get away."

Natu'a scratched his head. Are you leaving now after just arriving?

But the eldest prince has spoken, and as a subordinate, I can only do as he says.

Outside the big tent, Yan Lie put away his saber and secretly felt lucky that he had come today, otherwise he would have missed the news from Shu'er.

Bumtai’s life will be taken next time. It is more important to find Shu’er first. We cannot let Bumtai get there first.

Taking advantage of the night, they slowly circled out of the Allied camp.

. . . . . . . .

Tiehe tribe.

Inside Zhuoma's tent.

"Look, Sister Lin Shu, these are things from the Central Plains that I asked a passing caravan to bring me."

Zhuoma showed Lin Shu everything like a treasure.

The four treasures of the study, hairpins from the Central Plains, golden hairpins, musical instruments, and various small gadgets.

For a modern person like Lin Shu, these things are something that can be seen in daily life.

When talking about things in the Central Plains, Zhuoma opened her mouth and had a lot of ideas.

Lin Shu and Monk laughed out loud at what they said.

"Sister Lin, look at these things I have. If you like anything, I'll give it to you."

Zhuoma said excitedly while holding Lin Shu's hand.

"Ah, that won't do. A gentleman doesn't take away what others like." Lin Shu declined with a smile.

"That's right, Sister Lin is from the Central Plains, so she must have seen these things often."

Lin Shu smiled.

"Sister Lin, it's said that you women from the Central Plains are proficient in everything from music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, and songs. Why don't you show me some of them so I can broaden my horizons?"

"This..." Lin Shu was a little embarrassed.

"Actually, I'm not an expert at everything. My father said, 'You should know a little bit about everything, but pick one or two to be truly proficient in.' That way, when you're out in the world and interact with others, you won't be completely speechless when they bring up a topic. So, the things I learned growing up were pretty diverse."

"It's okay, just pick what you're good at, okay, Sister Lin."

Zhuoma took her hand and acted coquettishly.

Lin Shu thought for a moment and said, "Okay then."

Zhuoma saved me and always thought about me, so I didn't want to disturb her interest.

Lin Shu stood up, looked at Zhuoma's treasures, and finally picked the zheng.

She was in the school's folk music band from elementary school to high school. The band had 72 members at the time, and to keep the ensemble flexible, everyone learned two instruments. She learned the guzheng and erhu.

I adjusted the sound a little bit, and it’s good, with a mellow and soft tone.

Lin Shu thought for a moment.

The fingers plucked the strings, and the sound spoke volumes.

"The ink has entered the water, crossing a pool of blue and white

Grab five points of red clouds and go home with bamboo

The wind blows slowly, burying the mulberry and hemp in the ground

Wearing a monk's robe, putting down the longing

Ten Miles of Peach Blossoms…