Xie Zhan stood in front of the old woman. Although the woman's appearance was completely unfamiliar to him, his eyes couldn't help but burn.
Ghosts don't shed tears.
But Xie Zhan shed two lines of bloody tears.
Xie Zhan's lips trembled slightly, but his throat felt like it was being choked, and he could only utter a few choked sobs. Only his dark eyes refused to leave his gaze.
He looked at the aged woman before him and called out with anticipation, a voice that had been a thousand years overdue: "Yi Huan, is that you?"
A look of panic flashed across the old woman's previously calm eyes.
But Xie Zhan still recognized him. He looked at the other person nervously, and tears streamed down his face again: "I am Xie Zhan! Haven't we met in over a thousand years? I've changed so much that you don't recognize me?"
"It doesn't matter if you don't recognize me. I'm telling you, I am Xie Zhan, and I am your husband."
The old woman in front of him looked shocked and pained, and said tremblingly, "You've mistaken me for someone else."
Xie Zhan opened his eyes wide, looked at the other person again and again, and finally said firmly, "Impossible. You have been with me for ten years, more than three thousand days and nights. How could I possibly be wrong!"
The old woman's mouth opened slightly, and Xie Zhan said again, "Moreover, the clothes you are wearing are a birthday gift I gave to my beloved concubine, and there is a heart that I secretly sewed for her on them!"
Although Xie Zhan had no special talents, he was good at some small handicrafts, especially wood carving and sewing.
It was on his beloved concubine's birthday, and he secretly sewed it by candlelight at night.
The old woman subconsciously lowered her head, looking at the red heart on her belt, and her aged, cloudy eyes instantly reddened.
"His Majesty……"
Xie Zhan's eyes lit up with joy, but he also realized why Jiang Yihuan didn't recognize him.
He died young, so he still looked like he was in his twenties, but Jiang Yihuan was already ninety years old when she passed away.
"My beloved concubine, I love you the most, no matter what you become."
Jiang Yihuan lowered her eyes, and said sadly, "His Majesty hated ugly things the most when he was alive."
Xie Zhan's eyes widened instantly: "My beloved concubine is not ugly, and I love you. Otherwise, how could I have recognized you among so many people at a glance?"
Xie Zhan was actually quite pleased with himself.
He recognized his beloved concubine at a glance among so many people.
"My beloved concubine, even when you are old, you will still be the most beautiful person in the entire ghost realm."
Jiang Yihuan's face stiffened: "But I'm still getting old."
Xie Zhan said, "At worst, I'll just have Wen Li turn me into an old man. Then when we're reincarnated, we can grow up together as childhood sweethearts. Don't worry, I'll definitely be smarter and study harder in my next life. Of course, it would be great if we could be born into a rich family, so I wouldn't have to work hard for the rest of my life, hehe!"
Jiang Yihuan: "..."
Her gaze then fell on Wen Li.
When Xie Zhan arrived, Jiang Yihuan recognized the person she had been waiting for for a thousand years at a glance.
But Xie Zhan was accompanied by Wen Li, who was just as beautiful as her.
A thousand years have passed, and His Majesty has probably been reincarnated countless times. Perhaps he was his lover in this life...
Jiang Yihuan's eyes instantly fell silent.
Wen Li looked at the resemblance between Jiang Yihuan and Xie Zhan as a married couple, and then saw Jiang Yihuan lower her head in a moment of dejection.
Wen Li immediately guessed what Jiang Yihuan was thinking and stepped forward, saying, "Hello, my name is Wen Li, and I'm Xie Zhan's friend."
Jiang Yihuan: "Girlfriend?"
Wen Li: "..."
Xie Zhan sensed something was off and quickly explained, "Yi Huan, don't misunderstand, she really is my friend, she's helped me a lot!"
Xie Zhan said that after his death, he wandered the world as a lonely ghost for more than a thousand years. Later, their tomb was discovered, and their dynasty suddenly disappeared from history.
At this point, Xie Zhan asked, "By the way, my beloved concubine, what happened to our Great Yong Dynasty?"
Jiang Yihuan shook her head blankly, "His Majesty told me before he died that I should wait for you to be reincarnated together, so I have been waiting for you by the Bridge of Helplessness, but I have been waiting for more than a thousand years, Your Majesty—"
Jiang Yihuan has gone through countless hardships and illnesses, but when she faces Xie Zhan, it's as if she has returned to the time when they were young husband and wife.
Jiang Yihuan cried, feeling wronged.
Xie Zhan panicked and hurriedly wiped away Jiang Yihuan's tears. Then he turned to Wen Li and gestured for her to help.
Wen Li sighed and said, "She should have been reincarnated immediately after she died, but she burned her own soul to wait for you. If you don't come soon, she will be completely destroyed in a few days."
"What!"
Xie Zhan burst into tears: "Then please save her! If you save her, I will repay you by doing anything for you, even being your son in the next life."
Wenli:......
If Xie Zhan is reincarnated as her son in her next life, with that kind of brain, she'll probably be driven crazy by him and his father's intellect.
Thinking of this possibility, Wen Li said firmly, "Don't worry, if I have the chance to get married in the future, I will definitely find a smart man who will not give birth to a son as stupid as you."
Xie Zhan: ...
Seeing that the couple was about to cry, Wen Li said, "I can save you as long as your souls haven't dissipated. Anyway, you still have a hundred years before you are reincarnated. Why don't you come back with me? I will send you to the underworld to be reincarnated a hundred years later."
Xie Zhan was delighted to hear this, but then his brows furrowed, and he said seriously, "You can live that long?"
Wen Li gritted her teeth and said, "If I don't live that long, I'll have my disciples and grand-disciples send you all away, okay?"
Xie Zhan couldn't discern Wen Li's emotions at all. He used his limited intelligence to think for a moment and said, "Alright, but do you have any disciples?"
Wenli:......
She looked at the rushing river beneath the Bridge of Helplessness.
He held back and ultimately didn't kick Xie Zhan off.
Xie Zhan felt a chill run down his spine for no apparent reason. He swallowed hard and cautiously asked, "What about Yi Huan's appearance..."
"I can make you grow old."
Xie Zhan hesitated for a moment.
After a while, Xie Zhan walked up to Wen Li and lowered his voice, saying, "Yi Huan loves beauty. If we go back to the human world with you, she will definitely feel very sad if she sees those pretty girls. If you can, please help her."
Xie Zhan rarely spoke so earnestly and sincerely.
Making a ghost younger is not a difficult task for Wen Li.
Even now, as an elderly woman, Jiang Yihuan is still very beautiful, so she must have been even more stunning when she was young.
Upon seeing Wen Li agree, Xie Zhan jumped up and down.
Wen Li said, "Jiang Yihuan's soul is too weak right now. She needs to be sent to a time when there are plenty of offerings to nourish her soul..."
"Then take me with you to rest and recuperate."
Wen Li's lips twitched. Looking at Xie Zhan, the Ghost King, who had the most intense ghostly aura in the entire Naihe Bridge, she finally said, "What are you going to do? You've been eating and drinking for free every day. Go work at the funeral parlor tomorrow."
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