After dispatching several letters in a row, Su Rong felt thoroughly exhausted. She turned around and lay back in bed, letting out a long sigh of relief.
Zhou Gu watched her entertainingly, "Really? I never saw you this exhausted even during the war."
"It's not the same." Su Rong mumbled, "I hate writing letters the most."
Zhou Gu leaned in, "Even hate to write for me."
He reached out to pinch her, recalling the days when he eagerly awaited her letters after returning to the capital from Jiangning County. When he eventually got one, it wasn't even written by her but dictated to wet nurse Zhao. Subsequently, he felt restless every day and went to the Eastern Palace to confide in the Crown Prince. The Crown Prince suggested that he send letters to Jiangning County. Later, he received a hand-written letter from her encouraging him for the Imperial examination. Though just two sentences, he held it as a treasure.
