Back at her courtyard.
Since she was headed to Chang'an, and had no idea when she'd return, she naturally had to take the things she needed.
But once she actually started packing, she realized she didn't seem to have much to sort through.
She wrapped a few changes of clothes in a bundle.
She tucked away the remaining banknotes and loose silver on her person.
Aside from that, she really didn't have anything else.
Holding the limp little bundle, Jiang Yuechu stood in her empty bedroom, feeling dazed for a moment.
Alone, with nothing to tie her down.
Put nicely, she was carefree. Put less nicely...
"What's going on... Had becoming a woman made me so sentimental, too?"
Jiang Yuechu gave a self-mocking smile and shook her head.
In her previous life, she'd left home and drifted alone in a foreign land. Hadn't she lived like that for so many years?
What was there to dwell on?
After thinking for a while, something else suddenly occurred to her.
Ever since she'd been promoted to General of the Guard, her benefits had risen right along with her rank.
Usually, she was too busy hacking down demons to cook.
Over the past two months,
the rice and grain in her courtyard had only piled higher and higher.
"This..."
Jiang Yuechu looked at the roomful of fine goods, feeling conflicted.
If she were only leaving for ten days or half a month, that would be one thing.
But from the way Wei He had put it, he seemed to mean, "Don't come back."
If she truly stepped into the Ink-Dotting Realm,
her trip to Chang'an would probably take some time.
If she left everything here, the rice would be fine when she returned, but what about the meat?
It wasn't as though she