The Wutu tribe is a nomadic ethnic group that follows the water and grass to live, and their place of residence varies with different seasons. Now it's summer, which is the best season on the grassland. The snowmelt from the snowy mountains flows down, nourishing the earth, making the riversides and thousands of miles of wilderness lush with green grass.

  Even ordinary small tribes need to migrate frequently, let alone the largest tribe of Wutu. With a large population and many cattle and sheep, if they stay in one place for too long, it's easy to exhaust all the surrounding pastures. So, after a period of time, they will move to another place to live. If you're not from the grasslands, it's very difficult for outsiders to find their settlements on this vast grassland.

  Yin Ruxu was sitting in a large vehicle entering the tribe. She saw the continuous tents from a distance, with white-gray tent tops that seemed to have no end, and it was quite different from what she had imagined of the tribe, and there were also many people.

  "Tribe leader!" A group of waiting young men whistled and ran over, surrounding Wu Tuo and his companions. "Tribe leader, your wife has been brought back?"

  At their age, they are most curious and active, always having inexhaustible energy. Early on, when Wotu and Nazhongsun led people to welcome the princess, they secretly made a bet, betting whether the princess was good-looking or not, and whether the tribe leader would like the princess or not. So now they all gather together waiting for the result.

  "Is the princess pretty?" A small boy of eleven or twelve years old also jumped up and asked from behind, he was eager to know the answer, his eyes kept staring at the big carriage in the back.

  "Disperse, disperse! What are you blocking the way for? The guests have just arrived and need to rest first. We'll take a look later." He then said to one of the young men, "Jida, go tell your mother to slaughter an extra hundred sheep tonight."

  A young man from Jeddah shouted a reply and ran off with a whoop of excitement, disappearing quickly among the tents.

  Many young people looked at the tribal elder's delighted appearance, and then listened to him one by one letting them go prepare food and wine. In their hearts, they all whispered to each other: Is the tribal elder so happy because of that princess wife, or did he encounter some other good thing? It's really rare to see him so happy.

  After sending away a group of noisy young men, Wu Tu personally led the large carriage with Yin Ruxu to the main tent. The arrangements for others were naturally not his concern; he only took care of his own wife. Although he wanted to take people directly to his own main tent, his plan fell through. Just as they arrived at the entrance of his main tent, Wurijin rushed over and said that the princess's main tent was ready.

  Wurijuel was the mother of Nadamulun's wife and also took care of Wotuo. The Uitu tribe is different from the Yin country, even if Wotuo is the chief, there are not many servants, he is different from the old king before, he is young and strong, does not like to enjoy, like a free wolf, Wurijuel only washed his clothes, occasionally helped him clean up the king's account, nothing else, otherwise Wotuo would not be so casual.

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