Zhou Gu opened Zhang Yun's letter, skimming through it. Once he finished, the corners of his mouth twitched as if he was utterly speechless.
However, he had to admit that he felt somewhat comforted.
Even if things are tough now, was this any more challenging than the days when he dared not sleep, alternating care for his father-in-law with Zhang Yun, fearing any attack from the Nangong Family assassin at any moment? Back then, each day passed with fresh wounds added to old ones. He was still alive, and he had the chance to marry the Princess. Now as a husband to the Princess, even if the affairs of the Ministry of Housing were terribly chaotic, there would be a day to solve everything completely. It doesn't seem like a big deal anymore.
He placed the letter aside and looked at Su Rong. Seeing she was staring at him with somewhat strange eyes, he asked, "Why are you looking at me like that? Do you want to say something?"
