Anulli walked past several big tents with concern. She was very anxious and worried about her sister. There was a small purple tent in front of her. Anulli walked to the tent and slowed down.

"Asdo, I'm Anulli, can I come in?"

"Come in!" Asduo's voice was filled with a crying voice.

Anulli sighed in her heart, opened the curtain and walked into the tent. Asduo held her knees and curled up in a corner of the tent, wiping her tears constantly.

Anuli felt sorry for her sister, sat down beside her, gently hugged her shoulder and smiled, "Are you still angry when your biological father is sweating?"

"Anuli, why didn't my father Khan allow me to attend the banquet?"

Asduo sobbed and said, "Didn't he say that I will do whatever I like if I like anyone? Why don't I stop doing it if I like Yang Yuanqing?"

"Did Father Khan say that? You are not allowed to contact Yang Yuanqing?" Anulli asked curiously.

Asdo shook his head, "Although he didn't say that, I know that he was thinking so. He was determined to marry me to Anuli, Anuli, you should know."

Prince Qiezi is the youngest son of Qiezi Gelan, the chief of the Tiezi tribe of Tiezi tribe. Of course Anulli knew in her heart that their father Khan liked to do such things, marrying his daughter to the son of the chief of the Tiezi tribe. Last time he wanted to marry himself to Xue Qiluo of the Xueyantuo tribe. Two days ago, he said that he wanted to marry a daughter to Prince Qiezi, but this may not necessarily refer to Asdo.

"Asduo, I think this matter is still far away and not realistic. The Bodhisattva Cherry is only nine years old this year. He will not consider marrying a wife after he is at least fourteen. You were eighteen years old at that time. You have already gotten married. I think it is more likely that Ami will marry Bodhisattva Cherry. Father Khan may not necessarily mean you."

Ah Mi is another daughter of Kimin Khan, only eight years old, and they are not the same mother as Anulli.

Asduo wiped his tears and looked up and asked, "Why didn't my father Khan allow me to attend the family dinner that welcomed General Yang? I won't be allowed to attend the attendance of all my family members."

"This... may be for another reason."

Anulli thought of her father Khan’s rebuke to her husband, and she smiled bitterly and said, “Maybe it’s because her father Khan doesn’t want General Yang to have too much contact with his tribe, especially because she is afraid that you will have too much contact with him.”

Asdo sighed softly, "Anuli, do you think he will fall in love with me?"

In fact, this is what makes Anulli a headache. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Yang Yuanqing has no intention of her sister at all. But her sister is willing to do so, making everyone in the tribe know that she likes Yang Yuanqing, and several young warriors who wanted to pursue her gave up their thoughts.

Asduo has been enthusiastic about everything since she was a child, and she has lost interest in it for three days at most. Last time she fell in love with Yang Yuanqing, Anuli didn't take this matter to heart, thinking that in three days, Asduo would definitely forget him. Unexpectedly, almost a year has passed. She still missed him and was deeply in love with him, which made Anuli a little bit. She didn't know how to persuade her sister.

She thought about it and smiled, "When we were chasing butterflies when we were young, the more we were chasing but the more we couldn't catch them. But when we didn't want to chase them, it stopped beside us. I think Yang Yuanqing is a butterfly. The more you treat him, the less he cherishes you."

"Anuli, do you mean to make me cold to him?"

Anulli shook her head, "There is no need to be cold or frost. As long as you treat him with a plain heart, he can feel the loss of the most beautiful grassland swan, and he will cherish you."

Anuli smiled proudly again, "I used this method to conquer Wutu. Do you still remember? I was cold to him during that time last year."

"Ah! So you were pretending at that time." Asdo covered his mouth in surprise.

"Of course it's pretending. If I was really cold or frosty, would I still agree to marry him? But you can't tell Wutu, he is still in the dark."

Asdo nodded, "I won't tell him."

She then sighed again, "He is a Han Chinese, and he is not with you every day like Wutu. This method probably has no effect on him."

Anulli has good intentions. She wants to help her sister get rid of this unrealistic relationship and get rid of her unrequited love for Yang Yuanqing. First of all, she must let her sister try to contact Yang Yuanqing as little as possible and let time wear away this relationship.

Anulli smiled again, "This has nothing to do with whether he is a Han Chinese. All men in the world are like this, but you always pester him like this, which will only make him despise you and look down on you, so you will be like this! Let me talk to him, and I will see how much chance you have?"

Asdo thought about it and agreed, "Okay then! I'll wait for your news."

She took out a pot of the best horse milk wine from the box and handed it to Anuli, "This is specially made for him. It is the best wine for Turkic, I hope he can like it."

Anuli hugged her sister's shoulder and smiled, "Just be happier, don't think too much. If you feel bored, go and chat with Yuchi. In short, I hope your wish will come true."

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In Princess Yicheng's tent, Yang Yuanqing respectfully presented the gift from Queen Xiao to Princess Yicheng, a jade flute.

"Empress Xiao said, I hope this flute can relieve your homesickness."

Princess Yicheng knelt down and took Xiao Di and nodded, "Please tell Empress Xiao that I will remember her care in my heart."

"I will definitely write a letter to convey."

Princess Yicheng stood up and smiled and said, "I forgot that you are in Fengzhou and not in the capital. Forget it, I'll write a letter and you send someone to Beijing."

"General Yang, please sit down!"

Princess Yicheng asked Yang Yuanqing to sit down, and the maid next to him served a cup of tea. Yang Yuanqing looked at the tea cup carefully. It was only a few leaves. It would be strange that those Turkic people who pursued strong desires would like this kind of tea. No wonder Rangan showed disappointment when he saw it was the tea. At this moment, Yang Yuanqing suddenly became confident. He asked them to cook one pound of tea at a time, and they would definitely like it.

"What, General Yang is interested in this tea?" Princess Yicheng couldn't help but ask curiously when she saw Yang Yuanqing staring at the tea.

"One of my purpose this time is to sell tea so that the Turks can like to drink tea. I will be planning to trade tea with them in the future."

"it's useless!"

Princess Yicheng shook her head and smiled, "They don't like drinking tea. I've been here for so many years. Teach them how to cook tea, how much heat or water, but it's useless. No one likes it. Only Anuli listens to me."

"That's not necessarily the case, I think I can convince them."

Yang Yuanqing took the tea and took a sip. Although it was very light, the aroma of the mouth was lingering. It is estimated that only the Han people in the south knew how to drink this kind of tea. Han people in the north might not like it, let alone the Turks.

"By the way, why don't the princess attend the family dinner?" Yang Yuanqing remembered that Princess Yicheng did not attend the meeting just now, and Rangan did not explain. He thought she was sick.

"I don't want to go, I don't want to be so hypocritical."

Princess Yicheng sighed and said, "If it was a formal banquet, I would attend it and give him a face, but I don't want to force myself to do this family banquet."

Yang Yuanqing was stunned. He didn't understand what Princess Yicheng meant?

Princess Yicheng smiled faintly and said, "When he and I went to the Sui Dynasty, they seemed very loving and close. They were just pretending to be for the emperor to show them. In fact, he and I were just nominal couples. I was just a identity, Turkic Kedun."

Yang Yuanqing remembered the intimacy between Rangan and his other wives at the family banquet. He understood a little. Rangan didn't like Princess Yicheng at all. He made Princess Yicheng the way he wanted to be Ke Dun. This was just an explanation to the Sui Dynasty, which was often the end of a political marriage.

Yang Yuanqing had no choice but to do anything, so he turned the topic to the main business, "This time I came to the Turks, and another purpose was to form an alliance with Qimin Khan and deal with Xue Yantuo together, but Qimin Khan was not willing to talk about this matter. Does Your Highness think it is unrealistic?"

Princess Yicheng smiled and asked, "Does General Yang represent the Great Sui Dynasty or Fengzhou?"

"We can report to the court afterwards. In an emergency, the emperor allowed the envoys to decide on some things independently. Changsun Sheng had also done this before."

"So he will not agree. If you have an imperial edict to put pressure on him, maybe he has to agree and force his troops to send troops. Without an imperial edict, he will never attack Xueyantuo. Xueyantuo has already left the Western Turks. Rangan is trying every means to win over Xueyantuo and resolve the hatred of the past. This time he heard that Xueyantuo was suffering from a major disaster. Rangan also agreed to help them one million sheep, but you asked him to attack Xueyantuo. How could this be possible?"

"The princess means that he will never be able to attack Xue Yantuo."

"Yes, it's absolutely impossible. Unless Xue Yantuo was stunned and came to attack the Qimin army by himself, you could only cut off this idea."

Since he said this, Yang Yuanqing understood that his political mission had failed this time, and they could only ask the court for support. However, the civil officials of the court would often consider sending troops after some losses occurred in Fengzhou. It was too late at that time, and this was also because Yu Juluo and Yang Yuanqing did not expect the court.

Since the political mission has failed, I hope he can gain something in the tea trade, and he really doesn't want to go back empty-handedly.

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By the Egen River, Fat Fish and Yuchi Wan walked slowly. Although Fat Fish had a lot of passion along the way, when he really arrived by Yuchi Wan, he became stupid and didn't know how to express his love.

"Yuchi, no one bullied you when he was in the army before! For example, Liu Jian and the others, those perverts and bastards!"

Fat Yu scolded him in hatred. He felt that Liu Jian must have done something. He didn't even let the female mosquito go. Will he let Yuchi go?

Yuchi Wan was dressed in a Turkic woman, and even the long sword on her waist was also a Turkic sword, which made Fat Fish even more worried.

Yuchi Wan shook her head, "Where are you thinking about? The general has been protecting me, how could I be bullied? Besides, I have only been in the same tent with you for a few months. I am still an eagle slave. Eagle will protect me, but it is a bit inconvenient to live with you."

The fat fish breathed a sigh of relief, just as long as it was not bullied.

"Yuchi, I have something to do..."

He finally plucked up the courage and said, "Yuchi, come back with me... I don't want you to marry the Turks."

Yuchi Wan smiled sweetly, "How did you think I would marry a Turkic person? Even if I have that heart, the princess is not allowed."

"But... you will be twenty-one soon, and I will be twenty-five."

In desperation, Fat Fish finally told his thoughts. He was so swollen that his face turned red and turned around and left.

"Fat Fish!" Yuchi Wan called him, and the Fat Fish stopped and said without looking back: "Sorry, Yuchi, I am fat and greedy, and have a bad character. How could you fall in love with me? It's my toad who wants to eat swan meat."

Yuchi Wan walked to him, wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled, "I'm not a swan, nor are you toads, because the princess is too lonely now, I don't want to leave her, do you understand?"

"But I am willing to wait for you. When you are thirty-five years old, others will become grandfathers, so I will be the groom. Can I?"
To be continued...