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

A few days later, Jiang Yan handed over the city defense affairs to Tu Shanxiang, said goodbye to everyone, and then prepared to set off.

Cang Xiaoxiao stood outside the city gate and waved to the geniuses of Qianyuan Pavilion and the elites of Longting: "You go back first, I'll be there soon."

The geniuses of Qianyuan Pavilion looked at each other in bewilderment.

A young man cautiously began, "Miss, we—"

"Um?"

"Yes, sir." The young man immediately shut his mouth, led the Dragon Court members in a neat salute, and turned to leave.

Cang Xiaoxiao clapped her hands and returned to Jiang Yan's side.

Four streaks of light shot out from the top of Chang'an city and flew towards the capital of Tushan.

Two days later, in the capital of Tushan.

The light of escape landed outside the city gate. The demon soldiers guarding the city were about to step forward to check the person, but after seeing who it was, they immediately bowed and saluted.

Ruoshui, dressed in a red palace gown, stood beside Jiang Yan, her fox ears peeking out from her hair and swaying gently.

Feeling much more confident on her own turf, she raised her chin and pointed to the city gate: "We're home."

Jiang Yan stood at the gate of the capital city, looking at the familiar streets and the fox totems on the city walls, feeling somewhat dazed.

It hasn't been many years since I left here, but so much has happened in between.

Standing here now, it feels like the last time I walked through this city gate was a lifetime ago.

"I'll go back to the Jiang residence first," Jiang Yan said.

Ruoshui immediately said that she wanted to go too.

Cang Yao didn't speak, she just looked at Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan looked around and decisively said, "Let's go together."

At the entrance of the Jiang residence, an old steward was directing several servants to sweep the courtyard.

Four streaks of light landed in front of the mansion gate.

The old butler squinted and turned his head, the duster in his hand falling to the ground with a thud.

He stared at the boy at the front for several moments, then suddenly turned around and staggered into the mansion, making a noise that could be heard throughout the entire residence.

"Young Master is back! Young Master is back!"

The sound of hurried footsteps echoed from the front yard all the way to the main hall.

Mr. and Mrs. Jiang exchanged a glance and then quickly walked towards the door.

Jiang Yan stood at the door, with Cang Yao, Ruo Shui, and Xiao Xiao behind her.

He looked at the plaque above the door, and the two characters "Jiang Mansion" were still the same as they were back then.

The stone steps in front of the door were worn smooth by countless footsteps, and the old tree next to it was even thicker than I remembered.

Jiang's mother appeared at the doorway.

She had a few more gray hairs than she had a few years ago, but her face remained gentle, and her steps were almost jogging.

She rushed to Jiang Yan and stood still, her eyes instantly reddening. She hugged him tightly, stroking his back with both hands, from his shoulders to his arms, and then from his arms to his back.

"You've grown taller and thinner." Jiang's mother's voice was thick with a nasal tone. She took a step back, looked him up and down, and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. "My son has grown up."

"Mother, Father."

"I'm back."

Jiang Wuchen stood behind his wife, his lips moved a few times, and finally he only said two words: "Okay, okay, it's good that you're back." His voice trembled slightly.

He reached out and patted Jiang Yan hard on the shoulder.

Heaven knows how worried they were when the Domain Lord besieged Chang'an a few days ago.

Jiang Wuchen used all of the Jiang family's connections in the capital to gather information.

Jiang's mother couldn't sleep every night. She would sit in the ancestral hall and pray to the ancestral tablets of the Jiang family. Jiang Wuchen tried to persuade her countless times, but he would also stay awake until dawn after returning to his room.

They were only relieved a few days ago when the good news arrived.

Looking at his son, who was half a head taller than him, Jiang Wuchen had a thousand words stuck in his throat, but in the end, he could only say "Okay" again.

He didn't ask about the battlefield; there was no need to.

The fact that my son is standing here is the best answer.

The three chatted for a while before Jiang's mother came to her senses and looked past Jiang Yan's shoulder to behind her.

"Auntie." Cang Yao nodded with a smile.

Ruoshui peeked out from beside Jiang Yan and called out sweetly as well.

Mother Jiang responded repeatedly, unable to suppress the smile on her face.

Before Jiang Yan could even speak, her mother had already taken Ruoshui's hand and asked her with concern, "You must be exhausted these days? You've lost weight, you've all lost weight."

Ruoshui said she wasn't tired and obediently let her mother hold her hand, completely unlike the empress-like demeanor she had displayed at the city gate.

Cang Yao stood to the side, a gentle smile on her lips.

Jiang's mother turned around and took Cang Yao's hand again, starting to ask her about her well-being.

Xiao Xiao stood at the very back, looking rather awkward for some reason, her head down and shuffling her toes across the floor tiles, a stark contrast to her previous demeanor.

Jiang Yan coughed lightly and introduced, "Mother, this is Cang Xiaoxiao, Cang Yao's younger sister."

Cang Xiaoxiao raised her face, her cheeks flushed, and her voice was much lower than usual: "Hello, Auntie."

Mother Jiang's eyes lit up: "What a pretty girl! Come, come, come inside, come inside!"

She held Cangyao's hand with her left hand, Ruoshui's hand with her right hand, and waved to Xiaoxiao. All three girls were led away by her.

Jiang Wuchen stood under the corridor, watching this scene, and shook his head helplessly.

The aroma of tea wafted through the main hall.

Jiang Yan and Jiang Wuchen sat facing each other.

He briefly explained the current situation in Chang'an, and then proposed the idea of ​​relocating the clan: "Tushan is, after all, a demon dynasty. The Jiang family will not achieve greater development if they stay here any longer. Chang'an is our foundation, and I think it's time."

Jiang Wuchen remained silent for a while, looking at his son who was already much taller than him.

"Yan'er has grown up." He stood up, walked to Jiang Yan, and patted his son heavily on the shoulder. "You can make the decision."

A burst of laughter came from the flower hall in the backyard.

Jiang's mother chatted happily with the three of them.

Soon, news of Jiang Yan's return home spread, and members of the Jiang family flocked to the main hall.

Apart from a few elders, the younger members of the clan also crowded outside the threshold, standing on tiptoe to peek inside.

Everyone's eyes were filled with undisguised excitement and reverence.

Several young men squeezed out from the crowd and stammered, "Big Brother," their voices filled with undisguised admiration.

Jiang Yan nodded to them, and the young men immediately straightened their backs, their faces turning bright red.

After exchanging pleasantries, Jiang Yan briefly explained the plan to relocate the clan.

None of the elders raised any objections. Chang'an City's reputation had spread throughout the Myriad Demon Realm, and Jiang Yan's decision was the direction for the entire clan.

The entire clan then got busy.

Pack up what needs to be packed up, dispose of what needs to be disposed of, and relocate collectively once Jiang Yan returns from Qinghe.

Half a day later, Ruoshui stood up and bowed to Jiang's mother: "Aunt, I will take Jiang Yan to the palace to see the King first."

Mother Jiang nodded: "Go ahead, go ahead, important business is more important."

Ruoshui pulled Jiang Yan out of the Jiang residence, her face beaming with smiles, chattering incessantly the whole way.

The guards at the palace gate saw the Empress return and quickly bowed. Ruoshui pulled Jiang Yan straight into the inner palace.

When the door opened, Tu Shanlie was leaning against the couch drinking his medicine. He put down the bowl, looked up, and saw his daughter and Jiang Yan. A smile appeared in his eyes: "You've arrived?"

Tu Shan Yingxue sat to the side and nodded to Jiang Yan with a gentle smile.

Jiang Yan bowed.

Tu Shanlie looked him up and down for a moment, then slowly nodded, his eyes full of admiration.

"You've grown a lot. I never thought you could do this much."

Ruoshui tightened her grip on Jiang Yan's arm, raising her chin slightly: "Father, I told you long ago, Jiang Yan is the best."

Looking at her daughter's proud expression and then at Jiang Yan, Tu Shan Yingxue's last bit of worry disappeared.

The two reminisced in the inner hall for a while. During their conversation, Ruoshui was taken away by Tushan Yingxue to handle the backlog of official duties. As she left, she looked back every few steps, reluctant to part.

Tu Shanlie saw this and couldn't help but secretly purse his lips.

……

As dusk fell, Jiang Yan walked out of the side hall and gazed at the palace in the night.

"What are you thinking about?" Ruoshui appeared behind him at some point.

"Thinking about our childhood."

Ruoshui paused for a moment, then smiled.

She stepped forward and gently rested her face on his shoulder.

"Jiang Yan".

"Um."

"Come back as soon as you've finished your business in Qinghe."

"it is good."

Day two.

As Jiang Yan emerged from the main hall of the Jiang residence, Cang Yao and Xiao Xiao were already waiting at the gate.

Jiang's father and mother stood inside the threshold. The mother was telling Cang Yao to be careful on the road, while Jiang Wuchen looked at Jiang Yan and nodded.

Everything that needed to be said has been said; now, all that remains is to watch them go.

Three beams of light shot into the sky, hurtling towards the Vast Domain.

A long wind swept by, and occasionally the clouds were split open by the streaking light.

What Jiang Yan didn't notice was that there was a thin red string around her little neck, with a pendant hidden inside her clothes.

The pendant is the same style as Cangyao's jade pendant and Ruoshui's necklace.

Cang Yao caught a glimpse of the red rope out of the corner of her eye, and the corner of her mouth curled up almost imperceptibly, but she said nothing.

Xiao Xiao seemed to sense her sister's gaze, her face quietly turning red, and she turned her head away, pretending not to see it.