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Chapter 1698: 1698 Extra Huangquan Express (5)

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"Brother Xuan, I've finally waited for you!"

Mrs. Meng lifted up her skirt and ran into Jiang Lixuan's arms. The two hugged each other tightly, just like they were thousands of years ago, facing the pursuit of countless armies from neighboring countries -

"Axiao, as long as you come with me and be my crown princess, I can give you the best in the world!"

Among thousands of troops, the prince of a neighboring country reached out to her.

But she kept holding the man's sleeve next to her and never let go.

"I will only follow Li Xuan in this life, whether in life or in death."

"Brother Xuan, from this moment on, I am your wife, your person in life, and your ghost in death!"

There are some feelings that no amount of glory and wealth can buy.

At that time, A Xiao only focused on Li Xuan, and she had no regrets even if she died.

With a wife like this, what more can a husband ask for

Even though his robe was stained with blood, even if he betrayed everything, Li Xuan never hesitated or regretted for a moment.

His Majesty once promised him countless gold, silver and jewels, gave him ten beauties like flowers, and even gave him official titles and titles, just to keep him and to make him give up A Xiao.

But he didn't give up.

He refused His Majesty.

What awaits him is that besides his family being implicated and himself being wanted, the worst outcome is death.

Perhaps, this is selfish.

But whose feelings are not selfish

Big love knows no bounds, but small love is always selfish.

… …

"I thought I would never see you again, ma'am."

At this time Jiang Lixing's eyes were red and he cried.

No matter how many difficulties he encountered, how many life and death tribulations he encountered, he never shed a tear, but now, holding his long-lost lover in his arms, he finally couldn't help but burst into tears!

"I've been waiting for you for a long, long time, really long... a long time."

It was so long that she couldn't remember the passage of time. She only knew that she had to stand here. As long as she was still there, the promise would always be there -

On Huangquan Road, by the Naihe Bridge.

See you there or not!

"As promised, we'll see you there or not."

Po Meng suddenly raised her face and looked at the man in front of her with tears in her smile: "Now, you are finally here!"

She knew that he would not break the promise.

Her own husband-in-law always kept his word!

As Po Meng spoke, her long hair slowly became shorter.

Those black hairs, infinitely extended are her thoughts and obsessions.

But at this moment, she finally saw the person she had longed for, and she no longer had any obsession in her heart, so her hair was slowly getting shorter, and finally returned to its original length.

Jiang Lixuan was not shocked by this vision. He just looked at the person in front of him without blinking, for fear that if he blinked, she would disappear.

"Axiao, I know I'm dreaming now. I'm sorry, I can't reunite with you for the time being. I..."

Jiang Lixuan whispered apologetically, but Po Meng smiled at him and interrupted him: "I read your letter, and I know everything about you. Now that we meet again, I I am already very satisfied, not to mention, I have been waiting for so many years, so why bother waiting for a few years or even decades? If our love lasts for a long time, how can we stay together day and night? In the future, you can write to me often , I can also meet you in my dreams from time to time, these are enough."

Po Meng has lived in the underworld for nearly a thousand years, so how could she not know the rules and regulations of the underworld

She would rather Jiang Lixuan lived well and died in peace.

"Axiao, thank you!"

Jiang Lixuan hugged Po Meng hard again.

In fact, he has a comprehensive plan in his heart. As long as he eliminates all the internal troubles in the Jiang family, he will be able to carry out the next plan without any worries, and will soon be reunited with A Xiao. …

Unconsciously, the surrounding fog slowly dissipated.

Its daybreak.

And their road is still long.