The imperial palace of the Ten Thousand Demons Kingdom. A palace maid trotted into the Imperial Study, holding a letter in both hands:
"Your Majesty, Princess Shuixin has sent a letter."
Princess Shuixin was Murong Qin's title, taken from the character "Qin."
"Xiao Qin?"
The plump and stunning woman sitting on the soft couch put down her brush, her charming eyes blinking rapidly.
That little minx shouldn't have been wandering around the Demon Race World's military camp in Ten Thousand Mile City. Did she just get back?
Why would she think to write me a letter?
"Bring it here."
Wu Su Su slowly spoke, her slender hand covering her already visibly bulging belly.
Although Wuzheng had not yet reached the usual five months, protecting the child in her womb had already become Wu Su Su's instinct.
"Yes."
The palace maid presented the letter.
When she unfolded the paper and read the graceful handwriting, the beautiful woman's eyes gradually shifted from languidness to astonishment, then to worry, then to delighted surprise. Finally, they overflowed with tenderness and smiles.
The letter contained a great deal. It mainly recounted what had happened to Jiang Lin on the battlefield in Ten Thousand Mile City, then stated that her master was unharmed—he was merely at Clear Moon Mountain, where several Fox Spirits were plotting something improper against him.
In short, it could be summed up in one sentence: "Master was knocked unconscious and brought to Clear Moon Mountain. I can't beat those Fox Spirits to him anymore. Sister Su Su, if you don't come soon, we're going to lose our man!"
"That little minx..."
Wu Su Su shook her head and set down the letter.
After reading it, Wu Su Su actually felt a weight lift from her heart.
It wasn't as though Wu Su