Ex-wife Won't Remarry

"This..." Muxi opened her lips, but didn't know what to say for a moment. She was shocked and complicated. Looking at the layout and posture, she counted the 'surprises' in her heart.

"Did Jun Hao ask you to bring me?" he calmed down, Muxi said faintly, and his tone was very firm.

Nasha and Fu Ziyan looked at each other, opened her mouth and shouted, "little beauty, how do you know?"

"Sister in law, how do you know?"

Muxi Yan looked at them with a light smile, directly pushed open the door and got out of the car, turned his head to the two people with doubts, shook his head funny, "get off and lead the way. Isn't this your task today?"

Nasha instantly regained her consciousness, reached out and pulled Fu Ziyan out of the car, shouting, "Oh, OK, this way!"

"Oh, I can go by myself, don't pull me!" Fu Ziyan shouted at her discontentedly, and hurriedly stretched out her hand to hold Mu Xiyan's arm to guard against looking at Nasha. She looked like a thief and saw that Nasha was very angry.

Mu Xiyan looked at them with a smile and looked at Nasha rather jokingly, "Nasha, if you don't lead the way again, in case of delay, Jun Hao will really..."

"Let's go, let's go!" before she finished her words, Nasha interrupted her with black lines all over her head, glared at Fu Ziyan, who was proud to stare at her, shook her head, twisted her thin waist and walked ahead.

Mu Xiyan gave her a funny look, glanced helplessly at Fu Ziyan with his tongue sticking out, and raised his feet to follow up.

Following Nasha, she walked slowly along the straight green stone path. Finally, she stopped in front of a green bamboo forest. Muxiyan looked up. Only then did she find that the path had been extended into the bamboo forest, stretched out, and climbed up along the higher and higher terrain. The lights on the green bamboo on both sides hovered like fire dragons, which seemed to have no end.

"Should we go up?" Muxi Yan slowly took back his eyes and glanced at the two people around him.

Nasha looked at her with interest and slowly spit out two words, "guess?"

Fu Ziyan pursed her lips with a smile, pulled her sleeve, stretched out her hand and looked at the fork in front of her, and gently pointed, "sister-in-law, look ahead!"

Mu Xiyan looked at her suspiciously, followed her fingertips, and then was stunned.

I saw another fork in the road that was much wider than the path in front of me. A four-wheel antique European noble carriage drove slowly. Two white horses with snow-white hair drove the carriage in front. The uncle above the carriage was dressed in a tuxedo, and his face was upright and full of the Deacon charm of ancient Europe.

"This..." Muxi said for a long time before he realized that his temples were beating. He looked at Shana and Fu Ziyan around him, and then looked at himself. He found that their dresses were also somewhat retro today. Which one did they sing? Masquerade ball?

At her strange moment, the carriage had stopped slowly in front of her. Uncle Fang jumped out of the carriage steadily and gave a standard deacon salute to Muxi's words and deeds, "madam, please get in the car!"

Muxi Yan took a glance at the gorgeous and exquisite carriage and asked faintly, "Uncle Fang, are you?"

Uncle Fang's eyes flashed a trace of inexplicable helplessness. He didn't expect the young master to do these things. It seems that the wife is really in his heart!

"Madam, you'd better get on the bus first!"

Muxi Yan's eyes flashed a little puzzled. A few seconds later, he nodded and got on the carriage with the help of Nasha. He was about to go in, but found that several people in front didn't seem to have the meaning to get on the bus. He couldn't help asking, "Nasha, Xiaoyan, don't you come up?"

Fu Ziyan smiled happily and quickly waved her hand, "no, no, sister-in-law, just go up by yourself!"

Nasha's eyes were full of interest, and she joked directly, "we'd better be more interesting and follow uncle Fang, so that no one's heart, spleen, kidney and lung will be unhappy!"

Muxi Yan frowned slightly and looked at several people. He didn't ask much. He just looked and explained to Uncle Fang, "Uncle Fang, they please you?"

Uncle Fang's upright face smiled, "madam, don't worry!"

Muxi Yan nodded and was about to open his mouth. The carriage door suddenly opened. A slender and beautiful hand quickly grabbed her and held the plain hand of the door to pull people in. At the same time, the carriage door closed very quickly. At the same time, another man in a black tuxedo with a very low sense of presence raised the reins in his hand and the carriage drove into the path, Turn around safely and run along the original fork road.

A series of movements, which happened in an instant, made Nasha stunned. The movements were too... Fast!

……

Here, muxiyan was pulled into the carriage by inexplicable strength. Because of his unstable strength, he directly fell back and just threw himself into a warm and familiar arms. The fresh and pleasant smell spread along the tip of his nose. Muxiyan pressed down some stunned mind and raised his eyes to a pair of deep eyes like a pool but full of stars, It was as if she was going to suck away her soul.

Fu Junhao looked at her somewhat suspicious eyes. The light in her eyes was softer. He reached out to help her a little and smiled loudly, "madam, it's beautiful today."

Muxi Yan reacted quickly. When she looked down, she found that she was just pressed on him. They were close together. She could almost feel the heat emitted from his skin.

His face was slightly red and he was struggling to get up from him. Fu Junhao didn't stop this time. He stroked her up directly along her strength.

Mu Xiyan sat down next to him and took a deep breath. When the blush on his face disappeared, he looked at the carriage carefully. The carriage was very empty. There was no problem sitting around 4 or 5 people. The velvet cushion, the dome ceiling and the carved windows were inlaid with transparent glass, which was elegant and luxurious.

Turning to look at him, I found that he was wearing a black ancient European aristocratic dress tonight. His neck was stacked with white piping and wrinkled neckline. He was slender and sat lazily on one side, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes like stars. He was really more noble and dazzling than those aristocratic princes in the Middle Century.

The carriage drove steadily. The rhythmic sound of horses' hoofs knocked on Muxi Yan's heart. After a long silence, he still met his hot and charming sight and asked softly, "Jun Hao, are you..."

Fu Junhao stretched out his hand directly to her lips. His voice was mellow and a little hoarse. He had another kind of gorgeous. He pushed open the wide window of the carriage behind him and motioned her to look outside, "Shh, look outside!"

Mu Xi was stunned and went along with his line of sight. His pupils shrank slightly, and then covered with a bright color.

The green bamboo forest stacked on the outer layer of the car window is illuminated by the light. The pure white small floating catkins are like snow, rotating and falling in the air. Against the light, they shine with the green bamboo photography, which is extremely beautiful.

Muxi Yan couldn't help reaching out to take over the pure white. When he looked at it, he found that the floating catkins had the touch of petals. They were specially trimmed into the shape of hexagonal snowflakes, large and small, with crystal clear beauty under the light.

"This is..." whispered. As soon as I opened my mouth, someone around me took it. "Six snowflakes. Unfortunately, there are no snowflakes in summer, so I have to trim them with white roses!"

Mu Xiyan's heart trembled and looked at him. His clear eyes seemed to be covered with a hazy mist, which was amazing.

Fu Junhao took a tight breath and didn't hurt himself. He leaned over and rolled on her soft lips for a moment, but he retreated again.

At the same time, there was a loud and clear sound of horses outside, the carriage stopped slowly, and there was a friendly smile and inquiry outside.

Muxi said that he had just recovered from his kiss. He looked at the closed carriage door and his ears were slightly red.

Fu Junhao smiled, reached out to open the door, got out of the car first, reached out and handed it to her. His every move was elegant and noble.

"Get out of the car, my wife!"

Muxi was stunned. He looked at the bony hand in front of him, subconsciously raised his lips, reached out and let him get out of the car. He found that the carriage had reached the highest point in this area unconsciously. In front of them was an open space with a radius of hundreds of meters. The lights around the open space had the same name and flower baskets were full of flowers, Not far away, there is a pure Gothic building, and the music of peace and joy comes from it.

Muxi looked at the layout in front of her. Fu Junhao turned around and walked to the pavilion, pinched her hand, smiled and said, "look down!"

The mellow voice instantly pulled back her mind. Muxiyan slowly looked up along his voice. His pupils suddenly widened. The continuous bamboo forest came into view. The scattered white petals in the air had stopped falling, while the green bamboo forest was covered with white snowflake petals. The pure white was permeated with emerald color, like a good jade.

The stars in the sky are shining bit by bit, reflecting with the surrounding lights, which makes this piece of white more crystal clear, just like the earth covered after heavy snow, pure and clean, but with another kind of romance.

She was shocked to see the scenery in front of her. Her eyes were full of strange and bright lights. Fu Junhao didn't care about the beauty in front of her, but just looked at her quietly with waves in her eyes.

"'When flying flowers enter the house, sit and watch the green bamboo change into qiongzhi ', do you like it“

Boom! It seems that thousands of fireworks are scattered in my mind. Muxi's heart strings tremble slightly. My water mist like eyes look at him, "you actually......" remember

She never mentioned "six out" to anyone. Only when she returned the ring to him, she occasionally mentioned it, but she never thought he remembered it until today.

How much effort should he spend to prepare for such a scene when it's hot summer?

Will there be this tranquility, this' Edelweiss', this green bamboo and qiongzhi under the stars?

(PS: meimoda, this poem was mentioned in Chapter 19 above. At that time, water said it would be very important. Now this plot is not only a reflection of the previous text, but also a very important foreshadowing for the later text!)