Hearing this, Li Zhiyun was ecstatic!

He suddenly sat up and hugged her into his arms.

"Don't say three years, I can wait for thirty years."

A smile appeared at the corner of Changsun's mouth. He always accommodated himself in this way. Even if he mentioned his deceased husband in front of him, he would not blame him.

Perhaps, this is why I can't refuse him.

Li Zhiyun let go of her and asked, "Are you going to leave Chang'an to practice?"

"No, I am practicing cultivation with my hair, so I can just fast in my house." Changsun said.

"Okay, okay, okay." Li Zhiyun said: "If you need anything, just come to me at any time. I will definitely promise you."

Changsun said: "I have nothing to do with you, as long as your majesty is willing to wait."

Hearing this, Li Zhiyun smiled and said, "I have already waited for three years, so what's the point of waiting for another three years."

It has been three or four years since Takeru ascended the throne in the eighth year of his reign. He, Li Zhiyun, is willing to wait for Guanyin, and he can afford to wait!

"I can promise you to help me practice, but you must take the medicine prescribed by Sun Simiao on time. You must not be careless about your Qi disease."

"Yes, I understand."

At this moment, she found that there was a hint of sweetness in her heart.
Chapter completed!