Chapter 1625: Little Theater: Birthday Banquet

However, the emperor's calming efforts were as good as ever, and soon calmed down: "This-it is the release that makes you ..." When he stopped here, he laughed bitterly in the heart, and the release was already upset with him, how could he send someone to make a special trip? Send yourself an invitation?
Hua Qianye naturally knew what he wanted to say, and smiled: "No matter what you did, Xiao Ye ’s grandfather, Qian Ye felt that the child ’s first birthday party should still be blessed by his grandfather. To be honest , Your little granddaughter is very upset, and she cultivated the seven tails at a young age-now, the invitation is here, please consider carefully if your majesty wants to go. There is something to do with Qian Ye, farewell. " With fluttering, Xiaoyao went downstairs.
The bright red invitation lay quietly on the table, and the Emperor was alive for a moment. He slowly reached for the invitation and opened it.
The invitations are familiar fonts, clean and powerful, dragon flying and phoenix dancing, just like the son's character, casual and unrestrained, and the aura is compelling ...
He stroked it word by word with his fingertips, closing his eyes slightly—
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Lujia Mountain lights up, and the flow of people is like a tide.
In the heavens and underground, the three mountains and the five mountains, the immortals from all over the world came to participate in the birthday feast of the goddess of love.
On the mountain of Jiajia, transpiration and transpiration are lingering. On the large square, thousands of tables have been opened. You can't see your head at a glance. The cups on the table are clear and fluorescent. Utensils.
There is a glass-colored high platform on the square. The high platform is a few feet above the ground and hangs in the air. The high platform is suspended by bead curtains on three sides, the breeze blows, the sound of jingles, and the colorful streamers flash in the sun.
There are two tables and chairs on the high platform, both of which are carved into ancient styles like dreams. There are phoenixes dancing in the sky, and blue dragons hovering on the high columns ...
The fairies, large and small, who came to the banquet were dazzled by the spectacular and dreamy scene in front of them, and all looked envious and could not return to God for a long time.
Although the of interpretation is no longer an extremely honorable emperor, but his means and courage are still convincing. A small one-year-old banquet can be so ancient and exuberant.
Lu Jiashan's disciples shuttled down the high platform, walking lightly, being polite to every guest, meticulous and entertaining, but not humble or admirable.
Three mountains and five mountains, the gods and demon kings from all over the world gather together. Naturally, they are very lively. They usually do not meet very often. Most of them only hear their names, but they are not seen at the moment. Meet each other, naturally have some embarrassment ...
"Releasing the gods, Her Majesty Feng Huang drove." A dragon-like yelling sounded in the air, and the whole square was quiet! Ju looked up at the high platform.
One small flower fell from the sky, and one after another, as if it was a petal rain, three people came together from the void.
The man on the left wears a jade-colored robe, which is obviously a very simple style, but it looks elegant and noble in this person, indifferent, and almost captures the sun and the moon.
The woman on the right has a lilac dress, long hair and waist, only a flower branch of the same color is hung on the top, a slight lazy smile on the corner of her lips, a beautiful face, and a stunning look.
Of course, the two were the God of God's release and Fenghuang Fengqingyu, and they held a child in their hands.