Sure enough, not long after, someone brought medicine to Li Shushu.
At this time, Ziyuan was using a warm towel to reduce Li Shushu's fever. After her repeated wiping, Li Shushu's fever was indeed reduced a lot.
Since this wasn't Dayu, and there weren't that many details to be taken seriously, Banxia just built a stove nearby and boiled the medicine.
As she fanned the room gently, she noticed the white cat napping nearby and chatted with Ziyuan casually, "Tell me, when did this little Khan meet our Xiaoti? He doesn't seem to have any impression of him."
Shion tilted her head and thought for a moment, "Well, indeed not. Besides, we've only met twice and haven't exchanged many words, and he actually knows that our princess's cat's name is Xiaoti?"
Banxia: "However, perhaps Ashler's intelligence work is quite detailed, and they may have learned this information in advance."
"That's right." Ziyuan nodded. "This little Khan looks strangely cold, but unexpectedly, at the critical moment, he came to our princess's aid and even sent someone to deliver medicine."
Banxia continued to fan the room and said, "Well, when the princess wakes up, we must tell her and let her thank the little Khan sincerely."
Shion nodded repeatedly in agreement.
After Li Shushu's fever subsided, he took medicine several times and his condition improved a lot.
However, perhaps because of her illness, or perhaps the Great Khan did it on purpose, several days passed and there was still no intention to summon her.
Li Shushu was also happy to have some free time.
Originally, as a young girl, she found it difficult to accept the thought of facing that forty-year-old man. Although she tried her best to persuade herself on the way here, she still felt uneasy.
Since no one is in a hurry to do anything to her, why should she rush to do so?
Although she wanted revenge, she was not in a hurry since she had waited for so many years.
The only thing that made her unhappy was that she was trapped in the yurt all day long, doing nothing, which was a bit boring.
Occasionally when she was feeling down, she would sit down in front of the guzheng next to her and play it a few times. She had been carefully taught by Fengming Pavilion since she was young, and was proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, especially dancing and guzheng.
But because in the Dayu Kingdom, dancing was only learned by the lower class, and she was now pretending to be a noble princess, she could not show her dancing skills in front of others.
Only the guzheng is considered an elegant art. Coincidentally, Princess Zhaoyang herself is also good at it, so she can play it from time to time, and her skills are almost indistinguishable from the real thing.
That night, after dinner, she sat in front of the guzheng and played a few songs with a lot of thoughts in her mind. She was bored and stopped.
She took out the geomancy map of the Ashile tribe that she had asked Banxia to secretly find a few days ago. After spreading it out on the table, she observed it carefully for a long time and recorded the route and some important felt tents in her mind one by one.
In the end, she decided to go to the king's tent at night to investigate...
Ashileyan was called by the Great Khan to have dinner in the royal tent today, but he was not in a good mood.
During the meal, the father and son appear to be in harmony and filial piety, but they each have their own thoughts and inquiries in their hearts.
Fortunately, the melodious sound of a guzheng came faintly from somewhere, which relieved a lot of Ashileyan's irritability.
He always behaved very obediently in front of the Great Khan Ashirdi, but in fact, he did not like Ashirdi in his heart, and even felt disgusted when he saw him.
And Ashledi did not fully trust his only son.
Many years ago, the Ashile tribe was not as powerful as it is now, and there were several tribes around it that were strong enough to compete with it.
And Ashiledi was just an insignificant bastard of the Ashile tribe.
Ashileyan's mother was the legitimate daughter of the chief of another tribe. She ignored his shameful status, was willing to sever ties with her family, and was determined to marry him and give birth to children for him.
But Ashiledi was not grateful for his wife's efforts. On the contrary, as if to irritate her, he took concubines one after another until his wife was so angry that she ran away with her young children. When he himself was in great trouble, it was too late for him to regret.
Ashileyan and his sister followed their mother and did not return to their mother's original tribe. Instead, they wandered between various tribes, becoming displaced, often going hungry and living from day to day.
Until one day, his mother and sister fell ill and died, leaving him alone in this world.
Fortunately, he was rescued by a noble person and lived to the age of eighteen.
It was when he was eighteen years old that Ashiledi finally remembered that he once had such a son, so he sent people to look for him everywhere. After a long time, he finally found Ashileyan who had grown up.
At this time, the Ashile tribe was no longer the small tribe that was on par with other tribes. After years of wars and annexations, it had become a new generation of grassland overlords, and Ashiledi also became the Great Khan of the Ashile tribe.
Perhaps it was because Ashlerdi had committed too many sins over the years, and now that he was in a high position, he could get whatever he wanted, and he had countless beauties in his harem, but no one could give him a child!
Therefore, the only son, Ashileyan, who was found with great difficulty, became his treasure. However, due to the death of his original wife and daughter, as well as the separation of more than ten years, the father and son did not trust each other very much, and their intimacy was only maintained on the surface.
Ashileyan finally finished dealing with his father Khan late at night and was walking out of the royal tent with a lot of thoughts in his mind, but he heard several fierce dog barkings at the door.
He unconsciously glanced at the place where the mastiffs were gathered, prepared to ignore it and continue to rush out.
But he was surprised to see a white figure in the circle of Ao Quan, crawling on the ground vigilantly, making a familiar "meow, meow" cry for help.
"Xiao Ti?!" For some reason, he didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but he walked over unconsciously.
Several Aoquan dogs not only recognized him, but were also a little afraid of him. When they saw him coming, they automatically made way for him.
The white fur ball in the middle was trembling with fear from the vicious dogs and was trying to resist with all its might, pretending to be calm.
Seeing him was like finally seeing my savior.
It leaped up and rushed straight into his arms, as if to say, "It's a good thing you came, woooooooo!"
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