Yun Shu continued writing. "The demonic cultists' infiltration ran deeper than the initial reports suggested, and my mission here is far from over. However, you may put your hearts at ease; I am safe, and more importantly, my wife is safe."
Yun Shu paused, her brush hovering over the parchment as her dark, phoenix-like eyes flicked toward the other occupant of the room.
Bai Yunxian was currently seated by the window, bathed in the morning light.
He was dressed in a pristine, light-blue scholar's robe that made his jade-like skin appear even more luminous.
His long, raven-black hair was tied back with the simple ruby hairpin he had purchased for himself, perfectly matching his striking, jewel-like eyes.
He was entirely engrossed in reading a heavy, ancient scroll on advanced inscription techniques, completely unaware of her lingering gaze.
A soft, affectionate smile graced Yun Shu's lips as she returned her attention to the letter.
