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

After Cang Yao walked out of the palace, Jiang Yan spread out the paper.

After Tu Shanyao's imperial edict labeled him a traitor, his correspondence with Ruoshui ceased.

The pen tip touched the paper, and the ink slowly spread across the paper.

The letter was short, just a few words to let the recipient know he was safe and to express his concern.

At the end, a sentence was added: "Take care of everything. If you encounter any difficulties, please write to me at any time."

He sealed the letter and handed it to a fast-flying falcon demon.

The falcon demon spread its wings and soared out of the palace, flying swiftly towards the capital of Tushan.

……

The days that followed were unusually peaceful.

Caravans came and went in an endless stream in Chang'an, and the drill ground was filled with shouts from morning till night.

Every morning, Cang Yao would take Jiang Yan for a stroll around the city, from the east ward to the west ward, buying a bunch of trinkets that she didn't need and stuffing them all into Jiang Yan's storage bag.

Zhou Caiwei would occasionally join them. When the three of them walked down the street, many people would stop and stare from afar, then whisper among themselves to their companions.

"Who is that fairy in white next to the city lord? I've never seen her before."

"I heard he's a sword cultivator elder from the Shangqing Domain, an old acquaintance of the city lord."

Pei Xiao and Tu Shan Jing saw the three walking side by side at the entrance of the military camp. They exchanged a strange glance.

Lu Fa, ever outspoken, scratched his head and remarked that it seemed the city lord was surrounded by more and more women.

A cold snort came from the side, and Jian Li walked over with her sword in hand.

The most speechless one was Liu Qingyi.

Now that his leg is healed, his stubble is clean-shaven, his hair is neatly tied up, and his armor makes him look smart and capable.

Now he holds the rank of battalion commander in the Chang'an Army, overseeing tens of thousands of men, and his voice when training soldiers is no quieter than Pei Xiao's.

Looking at Jiang Yan's expression, he clicked his tongue.

He had worried that the boy was too stubborn and would let Ruoshui down after getting together with Cangyao.

Now it seems my advice that night was wasted; this kid doesn't need anyone else to worry about him.

Inside the capital of Tushan.

Ruoshui received the letter, her fingertips gently tracing the words on the envelope, turning it over and over to look at it several times, unable to suppress the smile on her lips.

A moment later, she picked up her brush and ground the ink. The brush tip moved across the paper with a soft, rustling sound, and her eyes shone with a honey-like luster.

The letter contained a lot of things she had been holding back for a while, things she couldn't say to anyone, she had endless memorials to review, the old ministers in the court were difficult to deal with, and her father was taking her mother out for spring outings every day, completely ignoring her.

Although the Queen Mother complained that the King was too idle, she secretly enjoyed it.

When writing about Jiang Yan, the pen strokes were noticeably more forceful. It was a way of blaming him for taking so long to write a letter, expressing her longing, and reminding him of their promise.

The letter was sent back, and Ruoshui received a reply within two days. Jiang Yan wrote some countermeasures in the letter. He knew that there were many things to deal with in the court after Ruoshui ascended the throne, and some things would take time to be calmed down.

Then comes the next letter, and the one after that.

The two seemed to have returned to the days when he was in the northern army camp and she was in the capital. Only this time, she was busy and overwhelmed in the court, and he told her in his letter to take care of herself.

The falcon demon responsible for delivering messages practically became a full-time messenger, shuttling back and forth between the capital of Tushan and Chang'an.

When the falcon demon landed in the city lord's mansion, it would occasionally turn its head and peek inside.

The recipient was always the same, but the number of people in the room was never less: the city lord's wife, Cang Yao; that aloof female sword cultivator surnamed Zhou; and sometimes, his little apprentice, Jian Li.

……

Meanwhile, in Twilight Cloud City.

Lu Zhanshuang stood on the city wall, enjoying the evening breeze.

He had stayed in Chang'an for too long, and the military affairs piled up on his desk in Muyun City.

He's been incredibly busy these past few days since he got back.

Just as he was about to go back to his room to rest, he suddenly caught a glimpse of several streaks of light passing over Muyun City.

They were moving at extremely high speed, heading towards the capital of Tushan.

Lu Zhanshuang recognized one of the most oppressive auras.

Shan Kui, one of the four great demon kings of Xuan Kong Mountain.

He had seen this person once from afar when he accompanied Tu Shanlie to Xuankong Mountain to pay homage to the domain lord.

The other two are slightly weaker, but they are still at the peak of the Void Refinement stage.

Lu Zhanshuang's face darkened.

Yu Sheng's subordinates never leave the Suspended Mountain easily. If the Mountain Lord personally goes out, it can only be on the orders of the Domain Lord.

Currently, there isn't even a single Mahayana cultivator in the capital. If something were to happen, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Without the slightest hesitation, Lu Zhanshuang transformed into a sharp blade of light, soaring into the sky and following closely behind the other streaks of light as they sped toward the capital.

In the main hall of the Tushan Royal Palace, Ruoshui was reviewing memorials.

The palace doors were suddenly pushed open, and the guards staggered in, their faces filled with fear.

Three figures followed closely behind, stepping across the threshold.

The leader was a black bear with an extremely imposing presence.

Two Void Refinement cultivators followed behind him, one on his left and one on his right, their gazes cold.

His figure was so enormous that he stood in the hall like a moving iron tower, casting a shadow that obscured most of Ruoshui's desk.

Ruoshui's fingers tightened slightly as she held the pen, but her facial expression remained unchanged.

She put down her vermilion brush and calmly gazed at the newcomer with her fox-like eyes.

"May I ask what brings you here, sir?"

"By order of the Domain Lord," Shan Kui said without mincing words, his voice deep and rumbling like thunder, "we are preparing to wipe out Chang'an City."

After speaking, he paused, then glanced down at Ruoshui.

"I heard that you previously joined forces with several dynasties to launch a campaign, but ended up suffering a crushing defeat. This time, with the help of the Domain Lord, you only need to send troops to cooperate."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a Void Refinement cultivator behind him spoke up, his tone chilling: "I heard a few days ago that the Tu Shan Dynasty was in turmoil, the former ruler was seriously injured, and the Grand Preceptor's whereabouts are unknown. Does the Tu Shan Dynasty still have any fighting force to offer?"

Shan Kui did not stop him.

Ruoshui's mind raced, and a perfectly timed smile appeared on her face.

"Senior is too kind. Although my Tushan Dynasty has experienced changes, its foundation is still intact. Although my father has abdicated, his cultivation level is more than just the mid-stage of the Mahayana realm after he used the ancestral spirit. However, he is currently recuperating in the inner palace and it is inconvenient for him to receive guests." His tone was light and casual, as if he were just mentioning it casually.

Then the conversation shifted.

"Thank you for your kindness in this campaign against Chang'an, Lord Tushan. We will definitely send troops to cooperate and wipe out Chang'an as soon as possible."

Her tone was sincere.

Upon hearing "ancestral spirits," a hint of surprise flashed in Shan Kui's eyes.

He knew about the former king Tu Shanlie's use of ancestral spirits. That kind of secret technique could make a person's cultivation level increase rapidly in a short period of time. Even now that he has abdicated, he really can't figure out the details.

"Then prepare well and wait for my news."

Shan Kui left those words behind and turned to walk out of the hall.

The three disappeared into the night.

Ruoshui's smile vanished.

Instead, a somber atmosphere prevailed.

Suspended Mountain, Domain Lord.

This is no match for opponents like Sirius and Yinshan.

She stood up from the throne and strode out of the main hall, heading towards the bedroom where Tu Shanlie was recuperating.

This matter can no longer be handled alone.