This time, Xuanyuan Qi held the banquet in Ruoda's Qian Palace. From a distance, the lights were bright, the sound of silk and bamboo could be heard, fine wine and delicious food, and the beauty was warm and gentle. However, it was a scene of beautiful scenery on a good day.
Qingcheng was still dressed in plain clothes, and came in style, with a light white gauze, which fascinated the eyes of others.
"Your Majesty." With a soft call, Qingcheng slowly bowed to him, and Xuanyuan started.
"The goddess is here!" Xuanyuan Qi said with a smile, but did not ask Qingcheng to sit down. He stared at Qingcheng with falcon-like eyes, seemingly very happy.
Qingcheng ignored the eyes focused on her and looked around. Except for the queen sitting on the lower right, Xuanyuan Qi's concubines did not come.
Sitting on the upper left was Bei Mu Kuang, who had an evil look on his face. In his arms was a charming woman, and behind him stood the cold guard - Mo Li.
Sitting on the upper right is a middle-aged man with a beard. He is dressed in rich clothes and has a jade crown to tie his hair. He is holding a wine glass in one hand and hugging the beauty with the other. He is very comfortable!
Sitting next to that man were Yifei and Xuanyuan Chengtian, whom Qingcheng had not seen for a long time.
They all looked at Qingcheng, and Yifei's gaze was light and warm. Chengtian looked at Qingcheng, like a friend who had been away for many years. He looked at her eagerly, as if he had many things to say, and opened his mouth silently. , finally turned his head cruelly, and looked away from her.
Looking back, the bearded man was looking at Qingcheng greedily, forgetting to drink and not blinking.
Qingcheng snorted in displeasure and turned away. Unexpectedly, the man immediately raised his head, drank the wine in his hand, put it down, touched his mouth, looked at Qingcheng and burst out laughing: "Ha! The goddess is unhappy."
Qingcheng's face was filled with confusion. He didn't expect this person to say it directly. Turning his head, Xuanyuan Qi still looked at her with a smile, as if he was looking forward to it. Bei Mu Kuang seemed to be in a drunken state, squinting his eyes, with a hint of something at the corner of his mouth. Ruowu's smile.
Looking around, except for the empty seat left for someone unknown next to Xuanyuan Qi, it seems that the palace maid next to her forgot to arrange Qingcheng's position and forgot to buy something for her now.
Xuanyuan Chengtian twisted his body, as if he was extremely uncomfortable. There were several times when he tried to stand up, but was held down by Yifei beside him. In the end, they all lowered their heads and drank, no longer looking at the helpless Qingcheng.
Standing on the spot, she became the focus of attention. Butterfly had not raised her head since she came in. At this time, she was extremely embarrassed.
"If the goddess has no place to sit, just sit here with me." The man pushed the beauty in his arms, patted the seat next to him, and said to Qingcheng with a smile.
Qingcheng acted as if he hadn't heard anything and ignored her. Xuanyuan Qi, who was sitting on the seat, tightened his eyes and said in a deep voice: "She is my Tianchen's goddess, different from the woman in your arms."
"Haha, I'm so rude." The man laughed awkwardly, drank another glass of wine, hugged the beauty who had just pushed away, and said nothing.
Bei Mu bowed his head crazily and whispered to the beauty in his arms, as if he hadn't seen everything that happened, and still had a smile on his lips, which was so beautiful that it took your breath away.
"If the emperor has no intention of letting Qingcheng participate, then Qingcheng should resign first." Qingcheng looked around for a week, and after confirming that his own seat was not set up, he said loudly to Xuanyuan Qi, who suggested that he sit in the empty seat on his lower left.
Xuanyuan Qi was startled, smiled casually, turned around and said displeasedly to the palace maid next to him: "Why did you forget to buy a seat for our goddess of heaven?"
The palace maid immediately nodded in agreement, and moved a low chair out of the palace in a panic and placed it next to the imperial master, the same as Bei Mu Kuang.
The sound of silk and bamboo gradually started again, Xuanyuan Qi clapped his hands, and the dancer who had been waiting for a long time performed a dance in the skating rink.
Xuanyuan Qi and the King of Xixia, Bei Mu laughed loudly and toasted to each other.
Suddenly, the woman in Bei Mu Kuang's arms sat upright. Bei Mu Kuang stood up, looked at Qingcheng's charming smile, turned to face Xuanyuan Qi who was sitting on him: "Your Majesty, I have a gift that I want to give to you. Your Royal Highness the Heavenly Lady."
"Oh!" Xuanyuan Jing was slightly surprised: "This king is going to have his eyes opened. I wonder what rare items Bei Mu has."
"Your Majesty will know after seeing it." Bei Mu stared at Qingcheng madly, with the brilliance of moonlight in his eyes. As he said that, he clapped his hands.
Immediately after entering the entrance of Qian Palace, a woman in red held up a box inlaid with colorful gems. She nodded and walked into the palace. She walked to Qingcheng and bowed: "Please accept it with your smile."
Qingcheng thanked him, stretched out his hand to take it, and handed it to the butterfly behind him.
"Why don't you, Goddess, open it and take a look? This is a unique gift in the world!" Bei Mu Kuang still had a smile on his lips, but his displeasure was clearly felt.
"Then open it and take a look! I also want to know what the unique gift of the versatile Northern Mu King is!"