Lord Dong Hai led the way, Little Nuomi Dumpling walked tremblingly in the middle, and Ye Hua was at the end, holding my hand.
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. It was really annoying.
I was too lazy to care about God's demeanor anymore, 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.
Brother Xi told me not long ago that the world today is really not as good as the ancient times of the gods. All the gods and immortals only knew how to live freely all day long, their magic skills were not prosperous, and their Taoism was declining, which is really sad. I actually believed his lies. Ye Huajun's Dharma has improved so much. It's true that his grandfather's immortal skills are not prosperous and his grandma's Taoism has declined.
Lord Donghaihai turned his head and put on a smile, but his eyes were still looking at the hands held by Ye Hua and mine: "Your Majesty, the Immortal Envoy, the main hall is just ahead."
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 to list such ostentation. But now the Supreme God is in this position. I really can’t figure it out even if I try to think of it. Even if the Supreme God has a close relationship with Ye Hua, after all, this relationship has not yet been established. At this time, he is He was holding her so hard, not knowing what he was going to do.
The gold-carved and jade-built palace door was right in front of us, and Benshang's head felt a dull pain at this moment.
All the gods in the main hall were eagerly waiting for the banquet to begin. As soon as Ye Hua appeared, they all knelt down in two rows, leaving a path in the middle to lead 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 greet me again and said respectfully: "I am lucky enough to meet Empress Su Jin here today. It is truly a blessing from a little god, a blessing from a little 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 one or two drops of wine in the glass.
Dong Haijun looked at me blankly.
The god who came to offer a toast seemed to have swallowed a dead fly. He was neither entering nor retreating with a full wine glass. 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.
The glasses were mingling underneath, with sharp 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." Congratulations. You see, if my aunt is not here today, is it because she knows that Lord Ye Hua and Lord Bei Haihai are both coming to the banquet, so..."
One said: "What my immortal friend said is true. In my opinion, my aunt broke the promise this time, but God Zheyan sent an immortal envoy to the banquet. There is a lot in this. Everyone should be aware that due to the strange temper of God Zheyan, Lord Donghaihai didn’t send any message to him this time.”
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 Lord Ye Hua's sister? The little old man has been serving in the Tiangong for many years, but he has never heard that Lord Ye Hua has a sister."
Then he said: "Didn't your immortal friends just see that Lord Ye Hua held the hand of the immortal envoy? From this point of view, the matter of brother and sister is somewhat credible."
I think if Lord Dong Hai announced that the banquet was over at this moment, these gods would dance with joy and find a secluded place to talk heartily. Now, I have to endure the pain on this stage, only occasionally whispering to each other, which is really painful.
After listening for a long time, I didn't hear anything more interesting, so I picked up the wine cup and took a drink. Ye Hua frowned and took away my wine bottle: "You have a good capacity for drinking. Be careful after drinking, you will 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 she didn't bother to pay attention to him, and she was angry with him. She only complained to the god that she had bad luck today and didn't turn up the almanac when she went out.
By the middle of the feast, I had no interest. I just wanted to finish the meal quickly so that I could go back to the fox cave early.
At this moment, Lord Donghaihai slapped his hands three times.
I managed to pull myself together and saw a group of dancers entering the hall. They all held silk fans in their hands and were dressed very cool. I was curious, this time it was not a birthday party for the Lord of the East Sea, but a full-moon banquet for a little baby, with singing and dancing to add to the fun?
The sound of silk and bamboo reaches my ears. I just leaned forward to get the wine bottle that Ye Hua had pushed aside.
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 can't help but be vain and submissive with them for three to five days, and there will be no dancing girl in the eight wastelands of the Western Sea who can win my favor.
Glancing at Ye Hua beside 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 the hibiscus, with a girl in yellow in the middle. At first glance, there was nothing unusual about the woman, and there was a hint of the East Sea King in her appearance.
I inevitably turned my head to take a few glances at Donghaijun.
Dong Haijun was very sensitive at this time and noticed my gaze. He coughed and smiled awkwardly and said, "It's my sister-in-law." He then took a step forward to Xiao Nuomi Dumpling, "Xiao Tiansun actually recognizes my sister-in-law?"
Nuomi Dumpling glanced at me and said, "Yes, I do." But he immediately waved his hand and stood firm, "But I'm not familiar with her." After saying that, he glanced at his father.
Lord Donghai Hai's roommate is now looking longingly at Lord Ye Hua, who is sitting next to me, with eyes that are eager yet silent, sad yet joyful.
Ye Hua held the wine cup motionless, and in an instant he turned into the indifferent god he was when I first met him.
Which song is this from? Falling flowers are intentional, but flowing water is ruthless? A kind-hearted girl meets a cold husband. I have the intention to do the vines around the tree, but the husband has no choice but to have an iron heart. I am full of sincerity and I am wrong?
I nodded with satisfaction, it was a good show. I poured myself a glass of wine and watched happily. Just when they got to the point of interest, the silk and bamboo dance stopped abruptly. Lord Donghaihai's roommate 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?"
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 when 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 platform. 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 heaven? .
Thinking of this, the soft glutinous rice dumplings in 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 in a hurry, with a hint of kindness between indifference, and a hint of elegance between distance. With such an expression, based on the experience of the wind and moon that God has seen for more than 100,000 years, he 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.
I stood at the gate of the garden holding the glutinous rice dumplings, feeling very sad.
It should be noted that although I am old, I actually have no sense of direction. It is easy to get in, but I don’t know if I can get out. After thinking about it for a long time, I cautiously felt that I should wait at this opening.
The little glutinous rice dumpling refused to obey. He clenched his little fists and made a fierce gesture: "If mother doesn't go in and beat the mandarin ducks with a stick, my father will be snatched away by Princess Miao Qing." He put his hands on his hips and stroked his forehead in a sad gesture, "I've been here since I came to the back garden. It is a place of right and wrong, and it is here that many talented people were bewitched by beauties, lost their souls and lost their future, and were so tired that they suffered all their lives."
I was dumbfounded for a moment and said dumbly: "This, this, this, who taught you these words?"
The little glutinous rice dumpling was stunned for a moment: "More than three hundred years ago, a little fairy named Chengyu flew up from the sky during the day. Grandpa Tianjun gave him the title of Yuanjun and called him Yuyuanjun. He was You told me." He rubbed his hair and said blankly, "Isn't it wrong?"
Yes, yes, but under Ye Huajun's nose, this Cheng Yuyuanjun dared to teach Nuomi Dumplings these things, and even taught the dumplings to the center of their ears. This is considered a skill. Such a wonderful person, if you meet him in the future We must make friends and make friends.
The little glutinous rice dumpling simply came and pulled my sleeves, forcing me to drag me into the garden.
He was a small person, so I couldn't resist, so I had to persuade him: "Your father is young and healthy, and Miao Qing, let's call her Miao Qing, and Princess Miao Qing is also in her prime and suitable for marriage. It is the moral code for young men and women to yearn for each other. The two of them have become mandarin ducks. If you and I continue to be the sticks that beat the mandarin ducks, it is a crime to ruin the marriage of two people for no reason. It is not that you and Princess Miao Qing have a deep hatred that cannot be resolved, and you must destroy her. Marriage is the only way to be happy, and when you have to be merciful, you have to be more lenient."
Maybe I put too much emphasis on what I said later, and the little glutinous rice dumpling flattened his mouth. I quickly comforted him, kissed and touched him, and then he calmed down and said in a soft voice: "Although she saved me once, but... I also thanked her properly, but she thought that she would be different in front of my father from then on. Every time my father took me to my mother's Junji Mountain to stay for a while, she would come and pester me, which was very annoying."
I couldn't help but teach him a few words: "The life-saving grace is deeper than the sea. How can it be done by just saying thank you?"
If I could just say thank you and stop worrying, I don't know how much more relaxed I would be now. I just remember the perfect and harmonious relationship between Mo Yuan and I when we were masters and disciples, and I won't have so many guilts and regrets stuck in my heart. untie.
The little glutinous rice dumpling reflected for a moment, but then immediately stamped her feet: "She doesn't keep her duty. She knows that her father already has a wife, but she still comes to pester him. She lives in her mother's house, uses her mother's cooking utensils, and cooks with her husband. Come and steal my mother’s husband.”
I looked up at the sky, and Ye Huajun's face, which was exactly the same as Mo Yuan's, flashed in my mind, and I was very moved.
This can't be blamed on Miao Qing. God has been looking at this face for tens of thousands of years, and now he can only slightly control it. It is still difficult for ordinary women to keep their duties in front of such a face. On the other hand, I am a little confused as to when Junji Mountain in the Eastern Wasteland became Sujin's property.
After a brief inquiry, the little glutinous rice dumplings revealed everything.
He spoke confusingly, but I was able to follow the clues and come up with a rough idea. I couldn't help but admire myself.
It turns out that Nuomi Tuanzi's mother is not Ye Huajun's concubine Su Jin, but a mortal on earth. Nowadays, there is a painting of that mortal hanging in Nuomi Tuanzi's bedroom. It is said that I am wearing green clothes and white silk covering my face, which is exactly what I look like now. Three hundred years ago, for unknown reasons, the mortal jumped off the Zhuxian Platform as soon as he gave birth to a small glutinous rice dumpling. I have heard of this place called Zhuxian Terrace. Immortals will lose all their cultivation if they jump, and mortals will definitely lose their three souls and seven souls if they jump. Little Nuomi Dumpling probably didn't know this level.
Before the mortal was taken up to the Heavenly Palace, it was Junji Mountain that grew up in the Eastern Wasteland. Nostalgic for the past, Ye Huajun sealed the house where she had lived in the mountain and brought little glutinous rice dumplings to stay there for ten and a half months every year.
I really admire Mr. Ye Hua's courage. He didn't hide these past grievances and feuds from Xiao Nuomi Dumpling at all, and he wasn't afraid of causing a psychological shadow on his son.
But the relationship between Miao Qing, Tuanzi and Ye Hua goes back more than a hundred years.
One day a hundred years ago, Xiao Nuomi Dumpling was playing with rabbits alone in the mountains and woods. His aura attracted the snake demon passing by. The snake demon only asked which Taoist boy he belonged to, and wanted to nourish his body with immortal energy, so he wanted to eat him. Fortunately, he met Miao Qing, the princess of the East China Sea, who came to Junji Mountain to have fun, and rescued him. According to his guidance, he was sent back to the hut on the mountain. Because the hut was sealed, outsiders could not see it, but Xiao Nuomi Dumpling recognized Princess Miaoqing as her savior, revealed her identity, and took her back to the house for tea. After tea, Princess Miao Qing was about to leave, but she met Lord Ye Hua who suddenly returned. Suddenly the thunder from the sky stirred up the fire on the earth, and Princess Miao Qing, who was just at the beginning of her love affair, fell in love with Lord Ye Hua at first sight.
Ye Hua did not want to owe Princess Donghai a favor, so he made Miao Qing a wish.
For a hundred years, Miao Qing almost stayed at Donghuang Junji. As soon as Ye Hua and his son came, he washed, cooked, and steamed cakes for them. Ye Hua felt it was inappropriate for a princess to do the work of these servants. The princess quietly lowered her head in shame and said, "This is my wish. Please grant it to me." Ye Hua had no choice but to follow her.
However, the above is only a partial description of Xiao Nuomi Dumpling. Looking at this scene, Mr. Ye Hua is quite sentimental. It is hard to say that he has never been moved by this considerate Princess of the East China Sea.
I suddenly felt empty. Ye Hua has only been around 50,000 years old, and he has incurred so many love debts. He is truly a talent.
When God is fifty thousand years old, what is he still doing?
The little glutinous rice dumpling looked at me with a complicated expression and hesitated to speak.
I said solemnly: "As a man, the most hesitant thing to describe is that if you don't pay attention, you will become obscene. Just say what you have to say, and be happy."
He wrapped a bag of tears and pointed at me: "Mom, you don't care. Does it mean that you have your own heart and don't want A Li and my father anymore?"
I was speechless. Although Ye Hua and I are engaged, we have just met each other for the first time, so it is difficult to say that we care about each other.
The little glutinous rice dumpling took two steps back, covered his face and said sadly: "My father is going to marry my stepfather, and my wife is going to marry my stepfather. As expected, A Li accepted the name. He deserves not to be reunited and reunited. If he wants to be alone, you all don't want A Li." , Ah Li just lives alone."
I was terrified by his yelling.
His own mother left him to jump to the Zhuxian Terrace back then, so she must have had some knots in her heart at such a young age. Now that the stagnation has entered my heart, I'm afraid it's not good.
I quickly put on a smile and hugged him: "Since I am your mother, I will never abandon you."
He accused: "But you don't want my father. If you don't want my father, my father will marry that Miao Qing. If my father marries that Miao Qing and has another baby, he will not want Ali again." As he spoke, he burst into tears. .
I had a severe headache. In order not to disappoint him, I had to act sweet and gritted my teeth and said, "Your father is my heart, my liver, my sweetheart, how could I not want him?"
After saying that, he shook his head first.
The little glutinous rice dumpling was very satisfied and hugged my leg and continued to drag it towards the garden. I had no choice but to let him be. But in my heart, I earnestly hoped that Mr. Ye Hua was not in the garden at this moment, so that I would not have to put on a big show of beating mandarin ducks.
If unfortunately, God guesses it right and he is indeed meeting a beautiful woman in the garden this time, Lord Ye Hua, I came to disturb your marriage today just for the sake of your son's mental health, but you can't blame me.
Walking around the arch, in a rather exquisite pavilion not far away, the man in black robes standing with his hands behind his back was Ye Hua. The girl in yellow sitting next to her is also Princess Miao Qing.
God is so wise, he really came to meet the beautiful woman.
The little glutinous rice dumpling shook my sleeve: "Mother, it's your turn to appear."
He poured into the play quickly. My scalp was numb. I was thinking about how to make this opening statement.
Among the acquaintances I know, only my eldest brother Bai Xuantaohua has the most flowers.
What method does the sister-in-law use every time to deal with the peach blossoms of the elder brother?
Oh yes. The first is the eyes, which must be cold. Look up and down at the peach blossom. Looking at a beauty is like looking at a cabbage.
Next is the voice, which must be ethereal. Just say one sentence to the victim: "I think this one is very good this time. If your husband likes it, just take her in. I also have a sister." This is to retreat as an advance.
Although the eldest brother is often a manipulative person, he is unswervingly loyal to his sister-in-law. This trick can only be effective if he has to be your sister-in-law. Comparing this, my situation is different from that of my sister-in-law. This method is useless.
I hesitated for a long time, and the little glutinous rice dumpling took a few steps, knelt down in front of his father, and said, "My child has met your father."
Ye Hua narrowed his eyes and stared at me across the glutinous rice dumplings.
I walked over bravely, nodded as a sign of respect, pulled the glutinous rice dumplings up from the ground, patted the dust on his knees, and then found a beautiful girl to hug him and sit down.
Mr. Ye Hua's eyes were sharp behind him, and it was very difficult for me to complete a set of moves.
Princess Miao Qing took the initiative and said, "Who is your sister?"
I tried my best to look smiling, and rubbed the little glutinous rice dumpling's face: "This child, call me mother."
Miao Qing felt as if he had been struck by lightning for a moment.
I actually feel very guilty inside. This Princess Miao Qing looks pretty good. Although she is far from the Green Sleeve Princess of Nanhai, she is still a beauty. She has no enmity or enmity with me, and what I did is really not authentic. Furthermore, I am an elder, but I come to the younger generation to pick a fight, and the cause is still such a romantic matter. If people find out, I don’t know where to put my face.
I felt miserable in my heart, but I still had to put on a good show on my face and continued to smile. "The current situation with dark clouds creates a good atmosphere. For my sister, it is probably more suitable for a tryst. For me, sister , but it made me somewhat interested in writing poetry for no reason."
Ye Hua simply folded his hands and leaned against the pillar of the pavilion to listen to my nonsense.
The little glutinous rice dumpling didn't know why, and turned around to look at me blankly. I nodded his forehead and smiled: "The sky is blue, the fields are vast, and a branch of red apricot is about to come out of the wall." Then I looked at Princess Miao Qing and said, "Sister said, is it just for the occasion?"
She has been fooled. After a while, two lines of hot tears fell down the corners of his eyes. With a plop, he knelt down in front of me and said, "Miao Qing, calm down, Miao Qing. Miao Qing doesn't know that Miao Qing is the empress, so Miao Qing never dares to be my sister. Miao Qing just longs for your Majesty, and does not ask your Majesty to allow Miao Qing to be better." What. This time, his elder brother wants to marry Miao Qing to the West Sea, but the second prince of the West Sea is a real dandy. Because the wedding is approaching, Miao Qing has no choice but to learn that the general will bring his little grandson to the East China Sea for a banquet. That's why he came up with this idea and invited me with a dance. Miao Qing only wants to follow the emperor for the rest of his life, that is, to be a maidservant to serve the emperor. He will not have any other ideas and beg the queen to fulfill his wish."
That's what happened. This girl has true feelings for Ye Hua. This feeling is so touching. In fact, the Heavenly Palace is so big, so what if she was given a corner. But this is Ye Huajun's family matter after all. If she wasn't so sincere and sincere, it wouldn't matter if I hit her with a stick. Now, I really can't do it.
There is no morality to talk about when it comes to love. Right and wrong cannot be distinguished. The glutinous rice dumplings are still small, but they can be carefully taught in the future. But I will never help others like this again. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but sigh, hugged the glutinous rice dumplings and stood up to leave.
The glutinous rice dumpling hugged the beauty aggrievedly and said: "Mother, you just said that your father is your heart, your liver, your precious sweets. Others come to snatch your father, but you let them snatch it away. You Don’t keep your words.”
My head has grown twice as big.
Ye Hua, who was leaning on the pillar of the pavilion, was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled, took a step forward to block my way, and separated a strand of my hair between his fingers. After a long time, he slowly said: "Am I your sweetheart?"
I laughed dryly and took a step back.
He took a step closer: "Your baby?"
I laughed harder and took a step back.
He simply sealed me in the corner of the pavilion: "Your sweetmeat?"
I couldn’t even laugh this time, and my mouth felt bitter. What kind of evil has God done? What evil has He done?
I closed my eyes and thought, "Didn't you already know the sign of your death, but you insisted on telling others about it? It's really bad."
The little glutinous rice dumpling in my arms trembled, and the Ye Hua in front of me also trembled.
While they were in a daze, I threw the small glutinous rice dumplings towards the beauty, threw away my helmet and armor, and ran away.
This time, the Lord was in a panic.
He has never been in such a miserable state in tens of thousands of years.
