Ten days later, Empress Jiu and her entourage’s flying spirit tools arrived in an city.
Although Yun Chujiu had repeatedly sent letters to Old King Yun and the old princess consort to move to the capital of Qingtian Empire, the old lady’s homeland was hard to leave and she had always stayed in the old King Yun’s mansion.
On the other hand, the other few houses of the Yun family had basically moved to the capital of a first-class country. This time, they had all returned,
the imperial residence of King Yun was once again bustling with noise and excitement.
At this moment, everyone was waiting respectfully for Yun chujiu outside an city. After all, today was different from the past. Even if they were relatives, their statuses were as different as clouds and mud. They were afraid that Yun Chujiu would be dissatisfied with them.