Lei Yu immediately interrupted her words: "Don’t talk nonsense."

Shang Ruyi smiled slightly.

Lei Yu happily asked again: "Are you feeling better now? Does your body still hurt? Is there anywhere else that’s uncomfortable? Do you want to eat something?"

Shang Ruyi still smiled and shook her head.

But within her smile, there was a tinge of bitterness.

When she first met Lei Yu, she only knew her as a tough woman, blunt in words and actions, but later, as she got to know her better, she realized her gentleness, although not good at expressing it, and no matter what, as a daughter of a military family, mingling in the barracks, she lacked some of the attentiveness and tenderness of a woman.

Yet now, with her one question after another, it was truly considerate.

It was evident how lonely she had been these days, seeing her arrival, amid her unease, was how much joy.

Seeing Shang Ruyi’s red eyes and silent demeanor, Lei Yu grew even more worried, quickly reaching out to support her: "Then, then what do you need?"

Shang Ruyi looked up at her and said softly: "Why don’t you lie with me for a while longer, and we can talk."

"..."

"Last night I wasn’t strong, and fell ill. Actually, there are so many things I want to ask you."

Hearing her say this, Lei Yu let out a sigh of relief, laying back down amicably, even tucking Shang Ruyi’s quilt tightly, and then asked: "What do you want to ask me?"

Shang Ruyi looked at her for a while.

Yesterday at first meeting, she was just excited; today, she noticed that Lei Yu’s shiny black hair was tied up into a bun, though not as exquisite as other Central Plains women’s buns, it could be seen that it was the style of a married woman.

Shang Ruyi said softly: "I heard before, you married the young prince of the Western Turks, Ashina Yiasu."

Upon hearing this, Lei Yu lowered her eyes.

After a long pause, she gently replied: "Hmm."

Then she looked up at Shang Ruyi and said softly: "You all, know?"

Though she spoke simply, Shang Ruyi knew who her "you all" mainly referred to and nodded: "Yes, Yu—Feng Chen knows. Xing Yuan, he knows too."

Lei Yu was silent for a moment, then smiled bitterly: "They must be angry with me."

Shang Ruyi immediately said: "How could they?"

"..."

"Of course, it depends on you too."

"Depends on me? Depends on what?"

"Depends on whether you’re doing well in Western Turk. If you’re not well, of course they would be angry."

"..."

"I would too."

Hearing these words, Lei Yu’s eyes reddened even more, but as if embarrassed by her feelings being understood, she quickly lowered her head, and after a long while, swallowed the flood of warmth, then said: "I’m doing well."

Shang Ruyi asked: "That young prince, does he—treat you well?"

Mentioning Yiasu, a complex emotion surfaced in Lei Yu’s eyes, and after a long silence, she finally said in a weighty tone: "Well."

After saying this, as if fearing Shang Ruyi wouldn’t believe her, she added: "Very well."

Hearing her say this, though just two words, the string that had been tight in Shang Ruyi’s heart finally relaxed a bit.

She said: "That’s good, that way..."

That way, even if one day she has a chance to go back, she could give Pei Xingyuan an explanation.

She thought for a moment and then asked: "Are the others here good to you?"

Hearing this, Lei Yu smiled, she sighed and said: "Actually, I didn’t care about these things, but here, people are quite polite to me. Although Shali Khan is very fierce, he doesn’t interfere with me much, I mostly interact with Lady Jiayuan day to day."

"Lady Jiayuan?"

Shang Ruyi immediately recalled the mature and graceful woman behind Ashina Shali yesterday and said: "The one from yesterday?"

Lei Yu nodded: "Yes. She is Yiasu’s mother."

"..."

"Because of her background, she can’t be officially made a Kedun, but the Khan dotes on her very much, and because he dotes on her, he dotes on Yiasu very much as well."

"..."

"With Yiasu’s protection, my life in the Turks, though unfamiliar, everything has been good."

Shang Ruyi nodded.

Actually, yesterday in the King’s Tent, she could somewhat see Lady Jiayuan’s influence on Ashina Shali, and the silent understanding she had with those ministers. No wonder Lei Yu could, using the identity of an old acquaintance, take herself away from the King’s Tent—it wasn’t due to that identity, nor was it because of Lei Yu.

But rather because of Yiasu behind Lei Yu.

Since Ashina Shali dotes on Yiasu, some things become quite clear.

Thinking of this, Shang Ruyi suddenly looked around: "By the way, where is that Prince Yiasu?"