The group of Western Lion killers soon disappeared after seeing Jun Poria Cocos had caught up with them. Zhu Jiu was just about to start a fight with those Western Lion killers, but unexpectedly all ran away.
He withdrew his sword. "Prince …"
He ran to the side of Jun Poria. After getting off the horse, he opened his arms and held her tightly in his arms. They had only been separated for a few days, but he felt that he had lived a long life.
Seeing this, Zhu Jiu could only retreat and leave them some time. Many years later, he would be able to remember the scene of two people in love, clad in snow-white, nestling against each other on the yellow sand.
"Poria Cocos, I finally found you."
Su Jin Se leaned against his chest and greedily absorbed the fragrance off his body. It was still the same sandalwood smell as always.
"Madam, are you tired? Is there any danger along the way?"
"I …"
"Your Highness, no!"