My wife is super cool

Chapter 105 Are you 16 years old, will you marry me?

"She took Xia Qingmiao out of the city?" Ion You put down the teacup in his hand, and got up from the beauty on the porch.

The sun rising into the hollow shone warmly on his face, and his provocative phoenix eyes were half-closed.

"The weather is fine today."

"Yue'er, let's go out of the city to enjoy the beautiful scenery."

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Lu Jingmo rode a horse and took Xia Qingmiao to a manor halfway up the mountain.

The area of ​​the manor is very large, the courtyard is paved with pebbles, surrounded by bamboo forests, winding paths lead to secluded places, and flowers, plants and trees beside the walls are full of vitality.

Seeing it, Xia Qingmiao couldn't help sighing that the layout of Nanli's courtyard was much more beautiful than that of Beilu.

only……

"Your Highness." He stretched out his hand to grab Lu Jingmo's long finger, "What did you bring me here for?"

Lu Jingmo led him deeper, smiling without saying a word.

Walking through the clear and green lake, and through the rushing rockery fountain, Xia Qingmiao seemed to smell the fragrance of plum blossoms.

Lu Jingmo's hand was unconsciously released, and his steps quickened, with uncontrollable ecstasy in his big eyes.

plum bossom!

How could there be plum blossoms in Nanli Country at this time of year?

He eagerly searched for the place where the fragrance of plum blossoms came from.

at last,

A large expanse of Red Sea appeared in front of his eyes.

It turned out to be red plums in full bloom.

Xia Qingmiao walked into Mei Lin in a daze, then stopped in a daze.

Lu Jingmo quietly walked away.

At the same time, two figures, one crimson and the other red, swept into the manor.

Xia Qingmiao stood silently in the plum grove, raised her hand and rubbed her eyes, the red color of plum blossoms was still in her eyes.

He took a deep breath and confirmed that this was not a hallucination.

Raise your hand and break off a plum blossom, put it on the tip of your nose and smell it lightly.

It is his favorite fragrance.

He turned around happily, wanting to share the joy with Lu Jingmo, but only saw the branches of the plum tree.

"Your Highness."

He shouted.

No one responded.

"Your Highness."

He turned up the volume.

Still no response.

"Your Highness, where are you?"

"Your Highness!"

Xia Qingmiao panicked a little, her small figure shuttled back and forth in the plum grove looking for that person.

Suddenly, several plum blossoms were picked up by a gust of wind and brushed his cheeks.

Another gust of wind blows, and more plum blossoms fall.

There are dense plum forests and it is a sunny day. Where does the wind come from?
Unless it's artificial.

Artificial!

Xia Qingmiao suddenly opened her eyes wide, and the plum blossom fell from her hand.

He pushed aside the branches and buds stretched out by the plum tree, and walked deep into the plum forest.

The woman in red stood at the highest point of the plum grove, holding a long sword in her hand, making every move, sharp and elegant, and the sword energy she swung brought up blossoming plum blossoms.

The most beautiful scenery he saw when he was nine years old was staged in front of him when he was 16 years old.

Even after so many years, that touch of red still amazes him.

He didn't know martial arts, but he could see that the moves the woman in red was swinging were the same as seven years ago.

Xia Qingmiao's nose was acidic, and her eye circles were slightly red.

Time has passed, and the girl in red at that time has grown into a crowned woman unparalleled in the world.

He has already passed the age of Jiji.

Fortunately, the person in his dream when he was young finally became his pillow person.

The woman in red on the tree put away her long sword and looked down at him as before.

Xia Qingmiao raised her head, her big eyes were full of tears, but she smiled crookedly.

Lu Jingmo jumped down from the plum tree, his inner strength was concentrated in the long sword, and his figure danced extremely fast.

The plum blossoms that fell on the ground were absorbed by the sword surface and condensed into characters in mid-air.

'Xia Qingmiao'

'Happy Birthday'

'You at 16'

'will you marry me'

Xia Qingmiao's heart was beating wildly, and even her breathing slowed down.

(End of this chapter)