After the spiritual energy was restored: Goddess girlfriends came knocking.

A pale golden light descended into the courtyard, and Cang Yao lifted her skirt and stepped over the threshold.

Jiang Yan was reviewing official documents when she heard footsteps. She looked up and a smile appeared on her lips.

"You're back?"

"I'm back."

"Miss you."

Cang Yao quickly walked to Jiang Yan's side, naturally hugged his arm, and gently pressed her face against his shoulder.

Jiang Yan put down his pen, reached out and gently tucked a stray hair behind her ear, his gaze tender.

"Me too, how was your trip?"

Then Cangyao recounted the situation in Tushan Royal Capital from beginning to end, the content of which was consistent with the secret report.

Jiang Yan nodded.

Then Cang Yao took out the ancestral jade pendant from her bosom, mysteriously waved it in front of him, and her eyebrows and eyes curved into two crescent moons.

"Look, what is this?"

Jiang Yan looked down.

"This is?"

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"It was given to me by my aunt; it's an heirloom jade pendant, meant for her future daughter-in-law."

Cang Yao held up the jade pendant, her tone slightly coquettish.

Jiang Yan looked at the jade pendant, somewhat puzzled.

He vaguely remembered that the Jiang family's ancestral jewelry was either a bracelet or a necklace.

I don't seem to remember the jade pendant.

But then I thought about it again, and it's probably because I remembered it wrong, since I saw it when I was very young.

A warm feeling welled up in Jiang Yan's heart, and the corners of her mouth curved into a smile.

It seems that her parents are very satisfied with Cang Yao, and even gave her their ancestral jade pendant.

He chuckled and ruffled her hair, his tone slightly mischievous: "Now you can't escape, you're officially a daughter-in-law of the Jiang family."

Cang Yao squinted as he was being rubbed, his lips curving into a wide smile that he couldn't suppress. He got up and wrapped his arms around his neck from behind, resting his chin on the top of his head.

"I always have been, I am also a daughter-in-law of the Lin family."

"Yes, yes, yes."

The two talked in the study for a while, and Cangyao recounted her observations of the capital city in a selective manner.

When Jiang Yan talked about meeting Ruoshui and how she took out her necklace and said, "You can call me Jiang Ruoshui," his expression was quite interesting. He picked up his teacup, took a sip, and wisely chose to remain silent.

That's definitely something she'd do.

Seeing that he was holding back his words, Cang Yao leaned forward, pressed her face against his shoulder, and looked up at him with a smile.

"Don't worry, my husband. I had a good chat with her. Ruoshui is very sensible."

Jiang Yan looked at the face in front of her that was getting closer and closer.

Deep down, Cangyao knew that her visit to Ruoshui and her parents wasn't to assert her dominance, but to confirm their safety.

We just happened to have a little competition.

As for the subtle rivalry between her and Ruoshui, he decided to say nothing.

After all, the more you get involved in these kinds of things, the more chaotic things become.

"You're quite generous."

"Of course." Cang Yao nuzzled his face, her voice light and cheerful, like humming a song. "After all, I'm the first wife, I have to be dignified."

"My husband."

"Hmm?" Jiang Yan looked up at her.

Cang Yao's lips moved slightly, her voice as thin as words: "When will you...?"

Jiang Yan raised an eyebrow slightly: "What?"

Her words abruptly stopped, her ears suddenly burning, and a blush quickly spread to her cheeks.

She hurriedly turned her face away, her voice muffled: "It's nothing."

"I'll go check on Jian Li."

Watching her hurried departure, a smile flickered in Jiang Yan's eyes.

Cang Yao left the main hall, patted her face, breathed a sigh of relief, and walked along the corridor towards the training ground.

She really wanted to see Jian Li; she quite liked the girl.

I wonder if my swordsmanship has improved recently.

As we passed the drill ground, we saw two figures in the distance.

Jian Li was practicing swordsmanship with a wooden sword in hand. Her moves were sharp and crisp, and the sword light was like a swimming dragon.

Zhou Caiwei was standing next to him, saying something, her profile bathed in a soft light from the sunlight.

Cang Yao paused in her tracks.

Standing still, his mouth slowly puffed up.

Zhou Caiwei.

She naturally recognized her; she had investigated everyone around her husband, and she recognized her as one of them.

Back when Lin Chu was an official in the Haoran Domain, she was the daughter of Lin Chu's teacher.

They even worked together for several years.

Later, he went to the Lingxu Sword Sect in the Shangqing Domain and is now a sword cultivator elder in the Integration Stage.

More importantly—all the information suggests that she likes Lin Chu.

More than eight hundred years have passed, and her obsession with Lin Chu is probably no less than her own.

They came knocking on our door so quickly.

Cang Yao gritted her teeth and silently began to plan.

There's no need to worry about Tu Shan Ruoshui for now. The little girl is still handling state affairs in the capital and won't be able to come to Chang'an for a while.

But Zhou Caiwei is different; she lives in the city lord's mansion, so they see each other all the time.

Moreover, she is Teacher Lin Chu's daughter, so with that relationship, she is naturally closer to others.

No, my husband is becoming more and more popular.

There might be more in the future.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt she couldn't just sit and wait for death. Her previous thought became stronger and stronger, and she had to take the lead.

Don't let someone else beat you to it, leaving you with nowhere to cry.

As for how to pull it out, her face flushed red to her ears, and she shook her head vigorously to temporarily shake off those messy thoughts.

Taking a deep breath and composing himself, he walked towards the training ground.

Out of the corner of her eye, Zhou Caiwei caught a glimpse of a pale golden figure approaching.

She stood up, recognized Cang Yao, and instinctively gripped the sword hilt.

The two locked eyes.

Upon seeing her, Jian Li sheathed his sword and called out crisply, "Master's wife."

Cang Yao tucked a stray hair behind her ear and put on a dignified and gentle smile.

"Miss Zhou, it's been a long time."

Zhou Caiwei nodded in return, "Senior."

"Have you been cultivating at the Lingxu Sword Sect all these years?" Cang Yao asked gently.

"Yes, I cultivate in seclusion, occasionally venturing down the mountain for travel." Zhou Caiwei relaxed her hand slightly.

"I heard during a meeting of the elders a few days ago that a human city had appeared in the Demon Realm, so I came to take a look."

"Sister Zhou, there's no need to call me senior, it's too formal." Cang Yao waved her hand gently, "You are the daughter of my husband's teacher, so in terms of seniority, we are equal. Between us, let's consider personal matters, not official ones."

Zhou Caiwei's eyes flickered slightly.

She certainly understood the goodwill in those words.

"Then we'll do as my sister says."

The two chatted about everyday things for a while.

After a moment's thought, Zhou Caiwei seized the opportunity to ask, "I heard you went to the capital of Tushan, sister. You must have met Princess Ruoshui?"

"I saw her." Cang Yao recalled for a moment, "She's much more sensible than I imagined, a good girl."

Zhou Caiwei could tell that she wasn't being forced or pretending to be magnanimous.

Lowering her eyes, the thought in her mind became clearer and clearer: if Tu Shan Ruoshui could do it, could she?

Cang Yao smiled slightly, her gaze gentle. She could clearly see through Zhou Caiwei's little thoughts.

However, well, they've all waited for over eight hundred years, so she understands their torment best.

So he didn't point it out, but simply turned his head to look at Jian Li beside him and gently changed the subject: "This girl's swordsmanship has improved quite a bit lately."

Jian Li stood to the side, glancing at Cang Yao and then at Zhou Caiwei, feeling that they were saying something she couldn't quite understand.

She pursed her lips, but she didn't know what was wrong with herself.

She used to be the one closest to her master, and every morning she would practice swordsmanship with him at the training ground.

Her master corrected her sword stances step by step, explained the mental techniques to her, and would even rub her head during breaks.

Now there are many more people around Master.

With the addition of Master's wife, Sister Zhou, and I heard there's also that princess from Tushan.