Chapter 2: Crossing to the Liao Kingdom (01)

I don't know how long it took, when Han Yu, who was still a little groggy in his head, woke up and opened his eyes with great effort, but he didn't know where he was?

Blinking effortlessly, Han Yu took a closer look and found himself lying on a large bed in a huge felt tent that resembled a yurt.

Look at the various furnishings in the felt tent in front of you, on the left side hangs a slip of black lacquered red sandalwood bow, quiver, helmet, armor, battle robe, vest, scimitar and other military clothing, not far from the bed on the table is impressively placed a black and white porcelain leather pot and a few white porcelain bowls, and on the desk near the other side of the bed, in addition to the four treasures of the pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and study, there is also a jade recorder next to the lapis lazuli pen holder, and there are also other kinds of small objects are not a few.

Although these items are not particularly luxurious, they are quite delicate to look at, and most of the objects in them are actually things that Han Yu has never seen before, more precisely, these things can only appear in film and television works in ancient costumes.

"Where am I? Didn't he fall into the valley in a dizzy state and was saved by the local herdsmen? Han Yu thought to himself, stretched his hand, and just wanted to sit up, but as soon as he moved, he found that his head hurt badly, and he hurriedly lay down again, raised his hand and touched his forehead, but found that his head was still wrapped in a thick layer of gauze.

Han Yu suddenly remembered that the noble jade carving he had found intentionally or unintentionally, but he could touch it casually and was not around.

"Oh, where is the jade carving?" Han Yu was talking to himself, but he saw that the light in the felt tent suddenly brightened, and a bright sunlight poured from outside, sprinkled at the door of the felt tent, and the felt tent was suddenly filled with the fragrance of the soil after the rain.

Han Yu leaned together slightly, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a girl wearing a red regimental shirt with narrow sleeves on the left side, a blue brocade belt around her waist, a lilac robe, a yellow copper kettle with a strong smell of herbs, and red leather boots on her feet, who lowered the curtain and walked in from the outside: "What?" As soon as you wake up, don't forget to look for your jade carving? But seeing that the girl was talking, she came to Han Yu's side briskly, put the copper kettle on the nearby table, stepped forward, grabbed one of Han Yu's hands tightly, and asked affectionately and eagerly: "Brother Derang, you finally woke up, how do you feel now?!" Han Yu looked at the strange girl in front of him, tried to squeeze out a smile, and asked politely, "Girl, where am I?" Did you save me? Who would have thought that the girl heard this, but she was stunned, her beautiful eyes widened, and she looked at Han Yu and said, "Brother Derang, what do you call me?" Could it be that you have been in a coma for three days and don't remember anything, not even Linglong?!"

"Linglong? ┅┅”

"Yes, Jeru.