The king of the East China Sea led the way in front, and the little glutinous rice dumplings walked in the middle alone trembling and trembling, and Yehua dragged my hand at the end.

I'm just a lie in a little novel, and most of this lie is to protect the glutinous rice dumplings he gave birth, and he can turn a blind eye, but he wants to go against me. Honest and angry.

I didn't care about my demeanor anymore, so I simply used a spell to break him away. He smiled lightly and used a spell to block it.

I fought with him all the way, and he had no fear, but I had to pay attention to the movements of the East China Sea monarch in front of me from time to time, and I was dual-minded, and in the end, I was defeated.

Not long ago, the fourth brother told me that the way of the world today is really not as good as the ancient gods of the past, and the immortals only know that they are at ease all day long, the immortal arts are not prosperous, and the Taoism is decaying, which is really distressing. I don't want Ye Huajun's Dharma Dao to improve so far, it's really his grandfather's immortal skills that are not prosperous, and his grandmother's Dao style is declining.

The East China Sea Jun turned his head and put on a smiling face, but his eyes were still looking directly at the hands I was holding with Yehua: "Your Majesty, the Immortal Envoy, there is the main hall ahead." ”

The little glutinous rice dumplings cheered, and obediently came over to hold my empty hand, making a solemn and awe-inspiring posture of the great-grandson of the Heavenly Monarch.

If the person who is in my position now is the side concubine of Yehua Chu in the Heavenly Palace, it is reasonable and understandable to list such pomp and circumstance.

When I said goodbye today, I should have asked him to push a hexagram to me. Maybe today, I am in conflict with my birthday.

The door of the temple made of gold and jade is close in front of him, and the head of the god is a little painful at this moment.

The gods in the hall are all waiting for the feast, and as soon as Yehua Fang appeared, they knelt in two columns, and a road was vacated in the middle, leading directly to the main seat. When the three of us sat down, we sang a chant and sat down one by one. And this is the feast.

The god who sat closest came to toast. After saluting Yehua, he came to salute me and said, "I am fortunate to visit Su Jin Niangniang here, it is really the luck of the little god, the luck of the little god......

Yehua served a wine cup on the side, and only made the appearance of watching a play. The horn I'm going to sing, but it's really embarrassing.

The East Sea Monarch turned white, desperately glaring at the immortal who was still honored.

I really couldn't stand it, so I smiled at him and said, "Xiaoxian is actually Ye Huajun's long-lost sister, and now she is on an errand in the face of the gods. ”

Yehua drank for a while, and more than one or two drops of wine were spilled in the cup.

The East Sea King looked at me blankly.

The immortal who came to toast seemed to have swallowed a dead fly. It's not going in with a full wine glass, it's not going back. It took a long time to sneer: "The little god is clumsy, punish yourself with a cup, punish yourself with a cup." ”

I smiled kindly, not taking it seriously, and had a drink with him.

The bottom is staggered, the fox's ears are pointed, and between pushing the cup and returning the lamp, I faintly heard a few discussions, and said: "It's a pity that I didn't see my aunt today, but when I saw this immortal envoy who folded his face, I also talked about it." You see, if my aunt doesn't come today, is it because she knows that Yehuajun and Beihai Jun are coming to the banquet, is it because ......"

One said: "Immortal friends are true, according to Benjun's view, my aunt missed the appointment this time, but the god sent the immortal envoy to the banquet, and there is a lot of article in it." You must know that because of the strange temper of the gods, the king of the East China Sea did not hand him a post. ”

One said: "Reasonable and reasonable, the strange thing is that this immortal envoy who folded his face to God is actually the sister of Yehuajun." ”

He said again: "Little Lao'er is suspicious, this immortal envoy is really Ye Huajun's sister? Xiao Lao'er has served in the Heavenly Palace for many years, but he has never heard that Ye Huajun has a sister. ”

Said again: "Didn't you see that Ye Huajun took the hand of the immortal envoy? ”

I think that if the East China Sea Monarch announces the end of the banquet at this moment, these immortals will be happy to dance and then find a secluded place to discuss it heartily. Now I have to endure this table, only occasionally exchanging a word or two, how uncomfortable and bitter I endure.

I sighed twice and drank another glass of myself. I didn't want Yehua to frown: "You have a good amount of alcohol, be careful that you have drunk it, and you will be drunk again." ”

I am very disdainful, although the wine of the East China Sea Jun can be regarded as a jade liquid, it can be compared with the wine made by Zhenyan, it is really white water. But he didn't bother to pay attention to him, he had torn his face left and right, and he only complained that the luck of the book was not good, and a marriage contract was going to give me and him a bunch.

Halfway through the feast, I was not interested, I just wanted to finish the meal quickly and go back to the fox hole to sleep with my head covered.

At this time, the East China Sea Jun slapped three times.

I barely bothered to cheer up, and I saw a group of dancing girls Nana enter the hall, all with fans in their hands, and they were dressed cooler than the other. I'm curious, isn't this time the East China Sea monarch doing his birthday, a full moon banquet for a little doll, and singing and dancing?

The sound of silk and bamboo is in my ears. I leaned over to get the nearest flask.

Back then, I was fortunate enough to be kidnapped by the ghost monarch Qingcang and went to his Great Ziming Palace to disturb him for a few days. The dancing girls of the Great Ziming Palace, there are those who are beautiful, those who are elegant, and those who are charming. I have no choice but to make peace with them for three or five days, and there will be no dancing girl in the wilderness who can get my heart.

Glancing at Yehua next to him, he was also bored.

Xiao Nuomi dumplings sighed suddenly: "Ah, it's this sister." ”

I followed his gaze into the hall, where the white-clad dancers were dressed as the white petals of hibiscus, and in the middle was a girl dressed in yellow. At first glance, the woman did not look very peculiar, but she could find a little bit of the shadow of the East China Sea Monarch in her appearance.

I inevitably turned my head to look at the East China Sea Monarch a few times.

He coughed and smiled embarrassedly: "It's the sister." He stepped forward again and went to the side of the little glutinous rice dumpling: "Xiao Tiansun actually recognizes the sister?"

The glutinous rice dumplings glanced at me and ate them: "I recognize it." But he immediately waved his hand and stood firmly: "But this Tiansun is not familiar with her." After saying that, he stole a glance at his father.

The sister of the East China Sea Jun is now looking at Yehuajun sitting beside me, her eyes are eager and silent, sad and happy.

Yehua didn't move the wine cup at all, and in an instant, he turned into the indifferent god monarch I saw when I first met.

Which one is this singing? The falling flowers are intentional, and the flowing water is ruthless? The sentimental woman meets Leng Langjun, and the concubine has the intention to do the vine around the tree, but Lang's heart is like an iron concubine, and the concubine is really innocent?

I nodded in satisfaction, but it was a good show. Pour yourself a glass of wine, and watch it very happy. Just as he was at the place of interest, Sizhu stopped abruptly, and the sister of the East China Sea Jun bowed in the direction of Yehua, and then floated away surrounded by all the dancing girls.

Yehua turned his head to look at me, smiling rather than smiling: "Why is the immortal envoy full of disappointment?"

I touched the dough and snorted, "Yes?"

After staying up for more than an hour, the feast was over, and they should have dispersed. Yehua pushed the little glutinous rice dumplings into my arms: "Ah Li will be taken care of by you first, and I will go back when I go." ”

All the gods came to say goodbye, and I was in a trance, and he didn't even see a figure.

Qingming, who had been pressed by some trivial matters for several hours, suddenly turned onto the spiritual platform, and a few large drops of sweat immediately oozed from my head.

Thinking of this layer, the soft little glutinous rice dumplings in his hands became a hot potato.

I hurried out of the main hall. Now now, hurry up and find the glutinous rice dumpling father, and return the glutinous rice dumplings is serious.

asked a few small servants, but no one had seen Yehuajun. I had to go around the bend and ask where the sister of the East China Sea Jun is now.

Fang Cai Yehua is in a hurry, there is a hint of kindness between the light, and there is a hidden grace between the combs, such a demeanor, with the experience of the wind and moon that I have seen in more than 100,000 years, I must be a beautiful woman.

The little servant pointed to the back garden of the East China Sea Crystal Palace at the end of the road.