On the eve of the Heavenly Emperor's banquet, the Lingxu Hall was busy.

Looking at the dense stitches on his clothes, Xinghe stretched his hunched body with satisfaction, and said to himself: "Master is very suitable for such an elegant color."

Xinghe was holding a brocade robe made by himself for Emperor Qingling, smiling shallowly and a little obsessed.

Although the immortals have the art of illusion, it is just that the brocade robe made by the Weaver Girl is exquisitely handmade, and the style is unique, and it is an honor to be able to get the Weaver Girl's handwriting.

The Weaver Girl Fairy classified all the clothes made one by one, and sent Gong E to each palace according to the style, and her body was so tired that she was already paralyzed on the chair and a little embarrassed.

The Weaver Girl Fairy looked at the happy Xinghe and sighed lightly, held her chin and said: "Recently, for the Emperor's banquet, the Lingxu Palace is in a hurry, and he specially asked the Qingling Emperor to borrow you, who knows that you are busy making clothes for the Qingling Emperor... Hey, it seems that you only have your master in your heart, not my friend. ”

The Weaver Girl couldn't wait to beat her chest for a while.

Xinghe narrowed the smile on the corner of his mouth, carefully put the clothes made for the Qingling Emperor in his hand into the brocade box like a treasure, and said with a serious face: "It's all Xinghe's, Xinghe apologizes to the Weaver Fairy!" After speaking, he leaned over and bent his body in an arc.

The Weaver Girl Fairy took the hand on her chin, shook her eyebrows, and smiled: "You are very boring, I will joke with you, why are you serious."

Xinghe breathed a long sigh of relief, and his heart was a lot more relaxed.

"The fairy doesn't want to joke with the galaxy like this next time, I thought the fairy really minded, and my heart trembled."

Xinghe blinked his eyes and said: "The fairy really doesn't blame Xinghe for only caring about making clothes for the master and not helping you."

The Weaver Girl Fairy sighed helplessly and explained again: "Not really, you are really a child's temperament."

Xinghe opened the brocade box and looked at the clothes in the brocade box, imagining the appearance of the Qingling Emperor wearing it, full of joy and expectation.

The windows opened, and the flowers bloomed.

It is Xinghe's mood at the moment.

The Weaver Girl Fairy coughed almost tentatively, "Don't you like your master?"

Xinghe raised his head suddenly, a little starlight flashed in his eyes, paused, and said, "Like it?" Like Chu Xue Fairy? If it's like Chu Xue Fairy, then I don't like Master. Master treats me well, teaches me piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, gives me spiritual power, although he urges me to do my homework every day more strictly, but he will cook me my favorite meals, so I also want to treat Master well. ”

The Weaver Fairy was full of insight and nodded a little understandingly.

Xiao Xian'e, the leader of the brocade robes sent to the various immortals, leaned over and said: "The fairy ordered the maidservants to send all the clothes for the palaces, only the Heavenly Emperor's is still in the Lingxu Palace, do you need the maidservants to send them?"

The Weaver Girl Fairy's lips moved slightly: "You go down to prepare for tomorrow's birthday gift for the Emperor of Heaven, and I will personally send the Nine Dragons dark robe for the Emperor's birthday banquet tomorrow."

Xian'e nodded meekly and replied, "Yes."

After saying that, he retreated.

Xinghe's heart was like an ant on a hot pot, and he had long been anxious to go back and give the clothes he made by himself to Emperor Qingling, and he knew that the Weaver Girl Fairy had something to do, so he said goodbye and went back to Qingju Palace.

Xinghe wanted to turn around and leave, but the Weaver Fairy called: "Xinghe, stay behind, I have a gift for you."

In the blink of an eye, the original clothes on Xinghe's body turned into a plain flowing fairy skirt.

The Weaver Girl smiled slightly, and said: "I've been busy for so long, you care about sewing clothes for your master, and you can't be too cold to participate in the Emperor's birthday banquet tomorrow.

Xinghe looked down at the flowing fairy skirt given by the Weaver Fairy, his eyes were swaying, and his heart was very moved, and he didn't know what to say.

Xinghe's lips squirmed slightly, and he wanted to say something, but the Weaver Girl Fairy smiled with a smile: "Okay, okay, the hour is not early, the Night Fairy has come out on duty, you still don't want to go back to Qingju Palace, even if you don't want to go back, you want to stay in Lingxu Palace, I have to go and send Nine Dragons dark robes to the Emperor of Heaven." You also go back to Qingju Palace to prepare well, you are also the only beloved disciple of Emperor Qingling, and you will also participate in the Emperor's birthday banquet tomorrow, and all the gods will come, so don't be stage frightened. ”

Xinghe looked shocked.

When I was in Meng Po Village, I saw Meng Po and Xiang Bei every day, after coming to the Nine Heavens, although I had a lively personality and wanted to deal with all kinds of immortals, but if I participated in the Heavenly Emperor's Banquet tomorrow, all the gods gathered, and Xinghe had never seen such a big battle, and I heard the Weaver Girl Fairy talk about it, and I was at a loss in my heart.

Xinghe frowned.

The Weaver Girl Fairy sneered: "Go back to the Qingju Palace, I have to send the Nine Dragons Dark Robe to the Emperor of Heaven."

Xinghe was heavy on the way back to Qingju Palace.

Fresh wind, flowing clouds.

In one courtyard, white petals gently brushed over the shoulders of Emperor Qingling.

Emperor Qingling was lying on his side under the pear blossom tree, his right hand supporting the weight of his head, his eyes slightly closed, and Xinghe approached and leaned down to look carefully.

Qing Lingmo's hair was half draped, and there was a serenity between his eyebrows.

Xinghe stretched out his finger and gently traced the outline of the Qingling Emperor's eyebrows.

Qingling Emperor's eyelids moved.

A white petal fell between Xinghe's fingers, Xinghe slowly raised his head, his eyes were as pale as snow, Xinghe had been in Qingju Palace for a while, and he was surprised to find that in addition to the color of the clouds and the clouds, there was also this snow-white in the courtyard.

Xinghe was stunned, and the corners of his mouth were brought together to make a subtle sound: "The flowers are as white as snow, elegant and clean, just 'pear' and 'leave', and I suddenly felt a bad premonition in my heart."

Emperor Qingling slowly opened his eyes, dusted off his clothes, swung up, pulled the ink hair back, glanced at Xinghe, and said, "What are you holding in your hand?"

Although the pear blossom is pure and beautiful, it also provokes Xinghe to be melancholy.

Xinghe didn't seem to hear what Emperor Qingling said, and said with a tangled face: "Master, the apprentice doesn't like pear blossoms."

Emperor Qingling looked at Xinghe's gaze, which was as white as snow, and turned his face to look at Xinghe Dao: "I used immortal magic to hide it?"

Xinghe was silent for a moment.

Emperor Qingling gathered spiritual power to hit Pear Blossom, Xinghe reached out and pulled Emperor Qingling's hand back and said: "Forget it, one flower and one world, one leaf and one Bodhi, everything is spiritual, it can't be because of my mind."

A trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of Emperor Qingling, and it was fleeting, and he frowned and said with a complicated expression: "If you don't like it, you can hide it as a teacher, and you don't have any scruples in your heart."

Emperor Qingling cared so much about Xinghe's feelings, which made Xinghe's mood brighter, and swept away the gloomy clouds and said: "Master, no need, the disciples don't like it, it's because 'pears' are the same as 'leaving', although their lives are weaker than ours, but they can't determine the length of their lives because of my joy, maybe by the power of aura, there are already elves in them, and they can't be hidden."

"Master, tomorrow is the Emperor's Birthday Banquet, and the apprentice recently made a shirt for Master to wear at the banquet." After speaking, Xinghe took out the brocade robe from the brocade box.

Emperor Qingling's face fluctuated, and his eyes fell on the blue brocade robe.

Seeing that Emperor Qingling was silent for a while, Xinghe opened his mouth to ask: "Master doesn't like the clothes that the apprentice made for you?"

Emperor Qingling's eyes were withdrawn from the brocade robe, and the corners of his mouth were slightly pursed to look at Xinghe Dao: "Since it was made by you yourself, it is naturally happy."

The fingertips of the Qingling Emperor swept across Xinghe's face, and in an instant, without a trace, a blush slowly spread on Xinghe's face like inky paper.

Xinghe's heart trembled, and he hurriedly turned around, wondering why Han was blushing.

The gentle wind blew the hair lightly, and the hair on Xinghe's sideburns was blown off and covered by his ears, itchy and crispy, and Xinghe gently stroked it behind his ears with his hands.

Emperor Qingling opened his mouth and said, "Tomorrow the Heavenly Emperor's Banquet, you will go with your teacher."

Xinghe turned around suddenly, his eyebrows furrowed, his eyes became dark, he lowered his eyes and said: "Master, can the disciples not go tomorrow, all the gods gather, the disciples have never seen such a big scene, really..."

Emperor Qingling smiled kindly and said, "With Master here, you don't have to worry."

After being stunned for a while, Xinghe nodded slightly, although he was still nervous in his heart, but because of the words of the Qingling Emperor, he was also much more relieved.

The birthday banquet of the Emperor of Heaven was held in the Yao Pond of the Queen Mother, and the grand occasion was unprecedented, and the Buddha of the West Heavenly Leiyin Pagoda, the Bodhisattva Guanyin of the South China Sea, the immortal Weng of the three islands of the Ten Continents, the Five Dou Xingjun, and the Dragon King of the Four Seas were invited......

All the palaces, all the halls, the big and small gods were invited.

The gods and immortals went to Yaochi before and after

The seven-colored auspicious clouds in the Yao Pond are rolling, the cranes are around the neck, the Qiong fragrance is lingering, the wine is fragrant from afar, the Yao Tai is full of delicacies, the jade liquid agar syrup, and there are three thousand years of ripe peaches.