Dong Haijun led the way, Xiao Nuomi Dumpling walked tremblingly in the middle, and Ye Hua held my hand and held it at the end.
I just told a small lie, and this lie was mostly to protect the glutinous rice dumpling he gave birth to.
He could have turned a blind eye, but he chose to go against me.
Really annoying.
I no longer cared about being a god, so I simply used magic to break away from him.
He smiled softly and used magic to block it.
I fought with him all the way, and he was confident, but I always had to pay attention to the movements of Lord Donghaihai in front of me.
I was doing two things, and in the end, I was defeated miserably.
Not long ago, my fourth brother told me that today's world is really not as good as the ancient era of gods.
All the gods only know how to live freely all day long.
Immortal skills are not prosperous and Taoism is declining.
It is really heartbreaking.
Unexpectedly, Lord Ye Hua's Dharma has improved to this point.
It's really because his grandfather's immortal skills are not prosperous and his grandma's Taoism has declined.
Lord Donghai Hai turned his head with a smile on his face, but his eyes were still looking straight at the hands held by Ye Hua and mine: "Your Majesty, the Immortal Envoy, the main hall is in front of us."
The little glutinous rice dumpling cheered, and obediently came over to hold my free hand, acting as solemn and awe-inspiring as the great grandson of a heavenly king.
If the person in my position now is Ye Hua Chu's concubine in the Heavenly Palace, it would be reasonable and understandable to list such ostentation.
When I said goodbye to Zheyan today, I should have asked him to give me a prediction.
Maybe today is in conflict with my birthday.
The palace door made of gold and jade was already in front of you, and Benshang's head felt a slight pain at this moment.
All the gods in the main hall were eagerly waiting for the banquet to begin.
As soon as Ye Hua Fang showed up, they all knelt in two rows, leaving a path in the middle leading directly to the main seat.
When the three of us were all seated, Fang chanted and took our seats one by one.
This is the banquet.
The deity sitting nearest came over and offered a toast.
After paying homage to Ye Hua, he came to pay homage to me and said, "I am lucky enough to meet Empress Sujin here.
It is truly a blessing from a small god."
Ye Hua held a wine cup aside and pretended to be watching a show.
The role I want to sing is really embarrassing.
Dong Haijun turned pale and winked at the proud god.
I really couldn't stand it anymore, so I smiled at him and said, "Xiaoxian is actually Ye Huajun's long-lost sister, and she is now working as an errand at the Divine Office of Zheyan."
Ye Hua stopped drinking and spilled more than a drop or two of wine in the glass.
Dong Haijun looked at me blankly.
The god who came to toast seemed to have swallowed a dead fly.
It's not like entering with a full wine glass, nor is it going back.
It took a long time before he muttered: "The little god is blind, I will punish myself with a drink, I will punish myself with a drink."
I smiled kindly, not taking it seriously, and had a drink with him.
There were glasses of wine mingling underneath, with pointed fox ears.
As they pushed the cups back and forth, they faintly heard a few comments.
One of them said: "I'm really sorry that I haven't seen my aunt today, but it would be nice to meet the immortal envoy of God Zheyan."
"Excuse me.
Look, if my aunt doesn't come today, is it because she knows that Lord Ye Hua and Lord Bei Haihai are coming to the banquet?"
One said: "What my immortal friend said is true.
In my opinion, there is a lot to be said about the fact that my aunt broke the appointment this time, but God Zheyan sent an immortal envoy to the banquet.
Everyone should be aware that due to the strange temper of God Zheyan, Lord Donghaihai didn’t send any message to him this time.”
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One said: "It makes sense, but the strange thing is that the immortal envoy of God Zheyan is actually the sister of Lord Ye Hua."
Another said: "The little old man doubts that this immortal envoy is really Ye Huajun's sister.
The little old man has been serving in the Tiangong for many years, but he has never heard that Ye Huajun has a sister."
Then he said: "Didn't your immortal friend see Lord Ye Hua holding the hand of the immortal envoy?
From the looks of it, the matter of brother and sister is somewhat believable."
I think if Lord Dong Hai announced that the banquet was over at this moment, these gods would dance with joy and then find a secluded place to have a hearty discussion.
But now we have to endure it hard on this stage, only occasionally whispering to each other, how uncomfortable and bitter it is to endure.
I sighed and drank another drink.
Not wanting Ye Hua to frown, he said, "You have a good capacity for drinking.
Be careful if you drink too much and act drunk again."
I am very disdainful.
Although Donghaijun's wine can be regarded as fine wine, compared with the wine made by Zheyan, it is really just white water.
But I didn't bother to pay attention to him.
I was already at odds with each other.
I only complained that my luck was not good and that a marriage contract would send me and him into pieces.
By the middle of the feast, I was no longer interested.
I just wanted to finish the meal quickly and go back to the fox cave to cover my head and sleep.
At this moment, Lord Donghaihai slapped him three times.
I managed to pull myself together, and then I saw a group of dancers entering the hall.
They all had fans in their hands, and each one was dressed cooler than the other.
I'm curious, this time it's not Lord Donghai's birthday, it's a baby's full moon banquet, and there's even singing and dancing to entertain it.
The sound of silk and bamboo reaches my ears.
I just leaned forward to get the nearest wine bottle.
Back then, I was lucky enough to be kidnapped by the ghost king Qingcang and taken to his Da Ziming Palace to harass him for a few days.
Among the dancers in Da Zi Ming Palace, there are some who are beautiful, some who are elegant, and some who are coquettish.
I have no choice but to make excuses with them for three to five days, and there will be no dancing girl in the world who can win my favor.
Glancing at Ye Hua next to him, he was also bored.
The little glutinous rice dumpling suddenly sighed: "Ah, it's this sister."
I followed his gaze and looked into the hall.
The dancers in white were pretending to be the white petals of a hibiscus, with a girl in yellow holding them in the middle.
At first glance, there was nothing unusual about the woman, but there was a hint of the East Sea Lord in her appearance.
I inevitably turned my head and took a few glances at Donghaijun.
He coughed and said with an awkward smile: "It's my sister-in-law."
He took a step forward and came to Xiao Nuomi Dumpling: "Xiao Tiansun actually recognized his sister-in-law."
The glutinous rice dumpling glanced at me and mumbled: "I recognize you."
But he immediately waved his hand and stood firm: "But I'm not familiar with her."
After that, he glanced at his father secretly.
Dong Haijun's roommate is now looking longingly at Ye Huajun who is sitting next to me, her eyes are eager yet silent, sad yet joyful.
Ye Hua held the wine cup motionless, and in an instant he became the indifferent god he was when I first met him.
This is a song about Luo Hua Zhi, the ruthless and sentimental girl in flowing water meets the cold husband, I have the intention to be like the vine wrapped around the tree, I have no choice but the man's heart is as iron as the concubine's body is so innocent I nodded with satisfaction, but it was a good show.
Pour yourself a glass of wine and watch happily.
Just when they got to the point of interest, the strings and bamboos suddenly stopped.
The sister-in-law of Dong Haijun bowed in the direction of Ye Hua, and then floated away surrounded by the dancers.
Ye Hua turned to look at me, half-smiling but not smiling: "Why is the immortal envoy looking so disappointed?"
I touched my face and patted it dry, haha: "Is there any?"
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After staying up for more than an hour, the banquet was just over and everyone should have dispersed.
Ye Hua pushed the small glutinous rice dumplings into my arms and said, "You will take care of Ali for now.
I will come back as soon as I go."
Immortals from all walks of life came to say goodbye, but as soon as I lost my mind, he disappeared.
Qingming, who had been weighed down by some trivial matters for several hours, suddenly turned up on the coffin, and a few drops of sweat immediately oozed from my forehead.
Could he have considered what I said to the little glutinous rice dumpling, and really dragged me to the heavenly palace?
.
Thinking of this, the soft glutinous rice dumplings on my hands suddenly became a hot potato.
I hurriedly stepped out of the hall.
Now, it is important to find the father of the glutinous rice dumplings quickly and return the glutinous rice dumplings.
I asked several servants, but no one had seen Lord Ye Hua.
I had no choice but to take a detour and ask Dong Haijun where her sister-in-law was now.
Just now, Ye Hua's expression was hurried, with a hint of kindness between indifference, and a hint of elegance between combing away.
With such an expression, based on my experience of seeing women in the romantic world for more than 100,000 years, I must have met a beautiful woman.
The little servant pointed in the distance to the back garden of the East China Sea Crystal Palace at the end of the road. tgt: