Eleven days later, the convoy arrived safely at Tianyu City.
Linglong, Ajiang, and Jiyi bid each other a reluctant farewell and embarked on their respective journeys home.
It was only a short separation, and all three of them were quite carefree and didn't take it to heart.
Tianyu City is the capital of the Great Xia Dynasty. The tall and majestic city gates, the soldiers in golden armor and silver spears, the pavilions and towers scattered in the distance, and the mysterious runes faintly visible in the air all demonstrate the city's unique status.
Four enormous beast statues were placed on each side of the city gate. The carriage slowly passed by, as if carefully passing under several sharp gazes, which made people's hearts tremble.
Bai Chongjiang's injuries had improved considerably thanks to the healing of elixirs and medicines. At this moment, she couldn't help but lift the curtain to look at the bustling scene on the street, her eyes darting around and taking in the sights.
"Miss, now that you're back in Tianyu City, you should be mindful of your words and actions. There are many rules here!"
"That's what Granny Yang said in a sarcastic tone."
Bai Chongjiang pouted, her heart filled with impatience.
Based on this servant woman's words and actions, I am definitely not valued in the family.
If we were to apply this to a novel, she might be the offspring of a lowly concubine, a useless person without spiritual roots, looked down upon and bullied by everyone in the family, suffering from constant bruising and hunger.
But thinking back to the original owner's background, the truth is not like that. It can be said that the Bai family is only the real Bai family with her.
As A-Jiang perused the original owner's meager memories, she felt somewhat uneasy.
The original owner had been away from home for too long, and had always been an introverted and shy person since childhood, not close to anyone. Now that they were going back, neither A-Jiang nor the original owner had any expectations.
However, since the Taoist temple was closed, she had no choice but to go home.
"Hmph, life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills, bring it on, who's afraid of who."
She silently encouraged herself.
Having experienced the Deer Horn Manor and the Qingqiu Secret Realm, Bai Chongjiang's state of mind has undergone a significant change.
She is neither an ordinary office worker in modern society nor an unknown girl in the world of cultivation. She is the Gourd-Twisting A-Jiang who has experienced life and death!
After thinking about it, I decided to start with this snobbish old woman!
Turning her head and blinking, A-Jiang asked innocently and curiously, "Granny, I heard that if a servant makes a mistake, it's not illegal for the master to beat the servant to death. At most, he'll just have to pay some money. Is that also the rule in the city?"
“Miss, you’re not listening to nonsense. In this city, some young masters and ladies who are not doing well are not as respectable as your servants.”
Bai Chongjiang smiled and said, "I see."
"It seems that things can be good if you can live well."
Then he looked directly into Granny Yang's eyes and gave her a confident smile.
Granny Yang looked unwell, but she didn't say anything more.
Seeing this, she turned her head and lifted the curtain to look at the scenery on the street.
Bai Chongjiang felt happy; this was a small victory.
Looking someone directly in the eye can convey your power and intimidate them.
The prerequisite is a strong mind.
Bai Chongjiang's experiences in both her lives were those of an ordinary person, so she told herself not to take too big a step, and to just keep going, winning one battle after another, so that she could eventually face the biggest storm in the world with ease.
The vehicle drove along bustling main streets, gradually becoming more and more secluded, until it finally entered a place called Jujube Street.
The Bai family has a four-courtyard house here.
The carriage quietly entered the mansion through the side gate. Granny Yang led Bai Chongjiang to a secluded and dilapidated wing room in the backyard to settle in, saying that she should first take a bath and change clothes before paying respects to the elders in the family.
Weeds grew in the cracks between the blue bricks on the ground, and the red paint on the carved doors and windows had long since peeled off. Through the window paper, you could see something moving in the dark room, and a musty, rotten smell wafted in from time to time. It was unclear what had rotted in the corner.
Bai Chongjiang pushed open the wooden door and realized he was wrong; there was a rotting dead cat lying in the room.
She turned to look at Granny Yang in surprise: "Are you a human trafficker? This is definitely not the Bai family. Tell me honestly, how much did you sell me for?"
Bai Chongjiang's words were quite imaginative, and Granny Yang didn't know how to respond for a moment, only saying:
"Madam will send a maid to serve you in a moment, Miss, just wait a bit."
Then they left in a hurry.
This young lady's words and actions were strange, and my housekeeping skills, honed over many years, were completely useless here, like a stone thrown into the sea.
She didn't want to provoke the eldest daughter of the Bai family any longer, so she simply brought her back, having already completed her mission.
Bai Chongjiang frowned as he looked at the cat's corpse. Its fur was shriveled, its eyes were empty, and its body was covered in grime. It had been dead for quite some time.
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