In my dream of returning to the Tang Dynasty, I snatched Wu Zetian from my lap.

This location should be near the north of Tibet.

Suddenly, Qi Senlu asked curiously, "What's your name?"

Li Yuanchang came to his senses and was about to speak when his gaze fell upon a group of unfamiliar faces from different ethnic groups inside the tent.

He was grateful to the kind-looking woman, but he could not be too careful. During the Tang Dynasty, there were many nomadic peoples and tribes in the north, and they might have some connections with each other.

Revealing your true identity could bring you great trouble.

He hesitated for a moment, then said, "My name is Li Zheng."

"Li Zheng?"

Qi Senlu murmured, then smiled, "Li Zheng, are you hungry?"

Her kindness and enthusiasm seemed to be innate, like the freest flower on the grassland.

Li Yuanchang didn't like to trouble others, but after being in a coma for more than half a month, he was kept alive only by being fed to help him lose consciousness, and he had lost a lot of weight.

"Well, actually, there is a bit of that."

Qi Senluge laughed and said, "Grandpa said you're seriously injured, and there's blood stasis in your internal organs, so you can't eat too much. Shall I feed you some 'drowsy food' instead?"

As she spoke, she picked it up.

Li Yuanchang tried to do it himself, but the intense pain prevented him from even straightening his arm, and the cut on his palm was also throbbing.

"Thank you, young lady."

"Once I recover, I will repay you handsomely."

"No need. The children of the grasslands are pure and kind, and they don't want anything from you. Just rest assured and recover here. No one will bother you."

As she spoke, she fed him a spoonful.

Li Yuanchang was very grateful, secretly marveling at his good fortune in surviving such an ordeal and being rescued by this kind woman.

If you're a little unlucky, you might end up stripped naked and left to rot in the wilderness.

Recalling the moment he was knocked off the waterfall by the warhorse, he still feels lingering fear, as he almost said goodbye to this beautiful world forever.

He stopped being coy and ate heartily, knowing that only in this way could he recover quickly and then find a way to go back.

Soon, with astonishing willpower, he endured the pain and ate two large bowls of porridge.

Seeing that he had such a good appetite, Qisenluge added a lot of minced beef to his food.

Eating beef was illegal in the Tang Dynasty, but it didn't seem to be on the grasslands.

After eating and drinking his fill, Li Yuanchang felt that he had regained a lot of strength.

"Luge, could you take me to see my companions?"

Qi Senluge frowned: "Your injuries are too severe; you can't move."

"It's okay, I'll walk over slowly, I can manage." Li Yuanchang gritted his teeth and forced himself to get up.

Qi Senlu frowned: "Hey, don't be in such a hurry."

"etc."

"I'll go find you an oxcart."

Li Yuanchang had already exhausted all his strength just to sit up.

"it is good."

"Thank you, young lady."

Seeing that he couldn't persuade Li Yuanchang otherwise, Qi Senluge had no choice but to go find a car.

She seems to hold a high position in the tribe, and can summon many people to do whatever she wants.

Before long, Li Yuanchang was carried onto an oxcart by several ethnic minorities and then left the camp.

The boundless grasslands and the extreme blue sky and white clouds are like a fairyland!

With just one glance, Li Yuanchang even felt that his injuries had healed somewhat. The beauty was unreal, and later generations could hardly imagine how exaggerated the pristine sky was.

The Qimeng tribe is small, with a maximum of three thousand people including men, women, and children, who live together in this place, far away from the hustle and bustle.

Li Yuanchang was surrounded by onlookers throughout the journey.

It felt like a foreigner had suddenly arrived in a tribe that had been isolated from the world, and everyone was pointing and gossiping.

But Li Yuanchang couldn't understand a single word of the language they were speaking.

Soon, Li Yuanchang arrived at Guo Chao's tent, which was filled with a strong medicinal aroma and had many people gathered inside.

"Father, brother!"

"Huh!"

"This person is awake and even got out of bed," two burly men, one old and one young, exclaimed in surprise.

"They're still alive? They're incredibly resilient!"

The two men stared at Li Yuanchang.

Li Yuanchang cupped his hands in thanks: "Thank you both. If it weren't for the Qimeng tribe taking me in, I would have been a corpse long ago."

The older, rather rugged-looking middle-aged man laughed and said, "Kid, you should thank my Mingzhu. If she hadn't insisted on saving you, you dead man, you would have been dead long ago."

"When Qisenluge found you, no one thought you would survive. It was my precious daughter who took meticulous care of you for almost half a month."

"You should be grateful!"

"Father, why are you saying this?" Qi Senluge asked, somewhat displeased.

"Haha, okay, okay, I won't say anymore."

Li Yuanchang is a man of great stature; just because others don't want him doesn't mean he won't.

He smiled and said, "It's alright, the debt of saving my life is greater than anything else."

"I will repay you handsomely once I recover!"

"No need for such a generous reward; I was just saying it casually. But I'm curious, who are you?"

"You have many knife and arrow wounds on your body," the middle-aged man said curiously, while the younger man also looked at him with suspicion.

Li Yuanchang smiled bitterly: "I am a merchant from the Tang Dynasty. When I was traveling to and from Liuhu Prefecture, I was robbed by my enemies. I fled all the way and was forced to jump off a cliff. Then, somehow, I woke up here."

This answer is flawless.

"I see."

"Can you bring us salt and tools?" The young man's eyes lit up when he heard that Li Yuanchang was a merchant.

Salt and tools were among the scarcest resources for ancient nomadic peoples.

Ultimately, it's because there's no technology involved.

These things were only available to the Tang Dynasty, which is why any nomadic people that rose up wanted to invade the Central Plains.

"Can."

"Once I recover, I will definitely send a batch to the Qimeng tribe," Li Yuanchang said sincerely, after all, he had saved his life.

"Really?" the young man exclaimed.

Li Yuanchang nodded.

The middle-aged man said seriously, "As long as you can bring it to us, we will not treat you unfairly. We will exchange it for the best cattle and horses."

"Alright, Father, Brother, he's still seriously injured and can't sit for long. He wants to see his companions. Let's talk about it later," Qisen Luge couldn't help but interrupt.

His father was displeased and said something in a minority language.

Qi Senluge immediately felt quite aggrieved.

Li Yuanchang couldn't understand what was being said, but he could tell it was because of him, and he felt a little embarrassed standing there.

However, upon learning that Li Yuanchang could bring benefits to her Mongol tribe, her father and brother's attitudes also improved.

"Is it Li Zheng?"

"Please do as you wish. I'll come see you again when you're feeling better."

"Okay, thank you." Li Yuanchang raised his head with all his might and bowed slightly.

After they left, Qisenluge whispered, "I'm sorry, my father and brother were thinking about the survival of the entire tribe, so their words were inevitably a bit direct. You..."

"It's nothing, it's nothing. Compared to the life-saving grace, it's nothing," Li Yuanchang said magnanimously.

Qi Senluge smiled and nodded, then pushed him to the bedside.

On the sickbed, Guo Chao lay pale and still unconscious.

His hand was wrapped in cloth and fixed with a wooden board, his forehead and cheeks were covered in abrasions, and his breathing was extremely weak.