"Big Sister Xiaoyu is back!" A girl shouted loudly outside the imperial court's tent. Her voice was filled with joy and adoration.
Combing Yan Liuyuan's hair, Tsetseg's eyes lit up. She realized Yan Liuyuan, who was sitting before her, relaxed. His muscles were no longer as tense as before.
It seemed that in these vast grasslands, only Xiaoyu could make this young lord feel at ease.
"Go on, go and see what Big Sister Xiaoyu has brought back for y'all this time," Yan Liuyuan said.
Tsetseg was still young, so she was also quite playful, and she rushed out of the imperial tent with a smile when she heard this.
Hundreds of warriors in the tribe had started worshipping Yan Liuyuan as a god. However, Yan Liuyuan did not keep any of these people by his side. Instead, he left them all under the command of Xiaoyu.
