Hearing Li Chang'an's words, Su Ying lazily lifted her head.
Her beautiful, almond-shaped eyes glanced at the letter in his hand. Su Ying set down her book, sat up, and said, "Husband, you must be careful. Please come back soon!"
Li Chang'an nodded and said earnestly, "Don't worry. The person who could stop me in this world hasn't been born yet. I'll probably be gone for only ten to fifteen days before I'm back!"
Su Ying straightened his robes, her eyes filled with tenderness.
However, when her gaze fell upon the elegant handwriting on the letter again, Su Ying's tone turned somewhat hostile.
She leaned close to Li Chang'an's ear and said with a smile, "Husband, the wildflowers outside may be fragrant, but some shouldn't be picked. They're poisonous. Don't forget that your wife is still waiting for you here in this lonely palace."
Women are so unreasonable when they get jealous.
...
Li Chang'an made a somewhat flustered exit from the Imperial Palace.
