Su Yumo thought about how he had slept in yesterday and delayed the army's journey, so he hurriedly put on his clothes and ran out.
As soon as I stepped out of the tent, I bumped into someone head-on.
Su Yumo looked up, "Great Khan?"
Nastu stood with his hands behind his back, "What's wrong? You don't recognize me after you wake up."
"No, no, why are you here?" Su Yumo straightened his messy clothes.
He steadily brought out a bowl of something that looked like milk from behind him.
"What is this?" Su Yumo asked puzzledly.
"Horse milk, I heard the sound of you running from far away. If it weren't for my sensitive ears, this good mare milk would have been scattered by you. The horse must be heartbroken." As he said this, he handed the bowl forward.
Su Yumo reached out to take the mare's milk, held it to his nose and smelled it. The rich aroma hit him in the face, and then he took a big sip.
In just two days, under the influence of the people around her, she also became someone who ate meat with big mouthfuls and drank wine with big bowls.
I have to say, this way of eating without caring about the lives of people around you is quite satisfying.
I feel like I can live another five hundred years.
Su Yumo took a sip and stopped. When he was about to take another sip, King Yundan Khan came over.
"Hmm~~" He took a deep breath, his face full of enjoyment.
"The smell of fresh mare's milk, Dahan. I wonder which horse it is from?"
"Abreu's horse."
Nastu picked up a few strands of black hair in front of Su Yumo and put them behind her, then stood beside her, took the bowl from her hand, and drank up the remaining mare's milk.
"I was exhausted yesterday, so I rewarded her."
It was still the same tone that teased her just now.
Su Yumo looked at his empty hands and put them down silently.
She would not get involved in the fight between masters.
King Yundan Khan nodded slightly, and saw that this was the situation, but there was a subtle change in his eyes.
"It just so happens that Abulu still owes me a jar of good wine, so I'll use his mare's milk in exchange."
After saying that, he walked towards Abru. Everything was normal, just like a nice morning when a herdsman was attracted by the fragrance and asked for a bowl of fresh mare's milk.
Su Yumo turned her head to look at Nastu. He was looking straight ahead. The wind blew his hair up, and a few strands of it brushed her face.
"Go return the bowl." He suddenly said.
"oh."
He brought the bowl, and they shared half of it. She took the bowl away, so it wasn't a loss.
Halfway through the run, Su Yumo couldn't help but look back. Na Situ was still there, with a lonely back. She couldn't help but wonder, King Yundan Khan had already gone far away, what was he still looking at.
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