inspire-indiana Chapter 585: Inviting the Palace Master to Drink Together
Chapter 585: Inviting the Palace Master to Drink Together
She hooked her finger and pointed at the air in front of her, and the time mirror reflected the scene in front of Qingqiu Palace in front of her.
Qilin's gown was stained with fallen plum petals. Ji Lingguang was using puppet silk to "shape" Qi Ling's ahoge hair, while Shen Jiaan sensed Su Mohui's gaze and made an exaggerated gesture towards the light and shadow of the time mirror.
"Are we in Qingqiu?" Su Mohui smiled as she watched the image on the time mirror. She could vaguely see the moonstone of the East Wasteland Palace gleaming in the sunlight. "Did you see Bai Ling?"
"I contacted you as soon as I arrived." Shen Jia'an was the first to give in. He scratched the back of his head, his shadow casting a distorted arc on the moonlit stone steps. "You don't know how eccentric Xuanwu is. Qin Shu said she wanted to carve a fox paw print, but Xuanwu insisted that the tortoise shell couldn't be used for fun..."
Before he finished speaking, Qi Ling escaped from Ji Lingguang's "cruel hands", tugged at his sleeve, and pointed to the plum blossom forest in the distance.
I saw Qilin being entangled by Bai Xin to catch the spirit butterfly, and when the golden fragment hidden in the clothes of the former fell off during the activity, it was carried into the air by the naughty spirit butterfly. When the little girl saw this scene, her eyes sparkled.
"Brother Qin, look! Brother Qilin brought me some glowing fragments. I can make new clothes for my Psylocke!"
Bai Qin reluctantly intercepted a fragment from the spirit butterfly for her. As he brushed past the blurred immortal patterns on the fragment, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Su Mohui in the light and shadow. He nodded slightly, "Palace Master Su, Aunt Bai Ling has prepared some spirit plum wine in the main hall. If you are done with your work, you may want to come and sit down."
"Sister Mo Hui!" Ji Lingguang squeezed in front of the light and shadow, the puppet silk at her fingertips almost tangled with Shen Jiaan's Lihuo beside her, "The Lingmei wine brewed by Bai Xin herself is so sweet. She said she had a few pots specially reserved for you——"
"Hmm? Spiritual plum wine?" Su Mohui had been busy all day. When she heard that they wanted to drink the green plum wine that Bai Xin had mentioned to her several times, she suddenly became excited. "Youming still has some documents to approve today. I'll go over after I finish!"
"Master!" Bai Xin's head suddenly popped out from among the figures of several young men. The spirit butterfly perched on her head was still holding a piece of golden fragment in its mouth. "I left the largest wine jar for you! Come back after I finish reviewing the documents!"
Seeing Su Mohui nod, she turned around happily, skipping and pulling Qilin to see Lingdie.
"Oh, right." Su Mohui suddenly laughed, her eyes falling on Bai Qin. The young boy had become even more handsome now. "Keep an eye on Shen Jia'an for me, and don't let him persuade the underage beasts to drink."
"Hey—" Shen Jiaan's protest was drowned out by the sound of the psionic butterfly's wings. "How could I encourage underage drinking?"
Su Mohui looked at the picture reflected in the time mirror. Qi Ling was tapping his head gently with the White Tiger Fan, while Ji Lingguang spread the fragments scattered by Shen Jiaan and Qilin on the ground and squatted down to distribute the fragments to the spirit butterflies.
At the foot of the moonstone steps, Bai Qin's fox tail waved gently, flattening a pile of plum petals and covering the footprints that Bai Xin had made when she was chasing the fragments.
After Shen Jia'an and Su Mohui exchanged pleasantries, they cut off the voice transmission. Just before she cut off the voice transmission, she suddenly heard Bai Xin exclaim, "Brother Qin, look! The spirit butterfly is holding the fragments and putting them together to form the shape of a little fox!"
The boys' indulgent and doting laughter mixed with the sound of the wind in the plum blossom forest startled a few spirit butterflies that were resting on the East Desert Palace.
When the sunlight from the Ninth Heaven shone on every corner of the East Wasteland Palace, the figures of the young men had already merged into the shadows of the plum blossom forest.
In the main hall, Bai Ling listened to the noise outside and chuckled with a hint of relief. "Back then, when the four divine beasts returned to their positions, there was only thunder and divine fire between heaven and earth. Now, there's a hint of fireworks."
Shen Jia'an had come to Bai Qin's side without him noticing. He watched him tie Bai Xin's hair. He suddenly lowered his voice and leaned close to the boy's ear, "I saw it just now. The way you looked at the little princess was the same way Qinglong looked at his jade box."
"Get out..." Bai Qin whispered, but the tips of his ears were slightly burning, and he didn't avoid Bai Xin's hand that was pulling his sleeve.
Bai Ling noticed that just now, when Bai Qin invited Su Mohui to come outside the palace, a smile appeared on his face. Speaking of which, he hadn't seen the young master since returning to the Ninth Heaven...
She raised her hand and gently knocked on the Eastern Wilderness Seal on the desk, and a flash of white light flashed from it.
In the underworld, when Su Mohui twisted her sore neck for the third time, a note from Zhang Liujin suddenly appeared on the official documents on her desk.
"Qingqiu is hosting a banquet tonight, and the new Fox Lord of the Eastern Wasteland, Bai Ling, respectfully invites the Palace Master to drink with us."
She looked at the invitation letter that was incompatible with the official documents of the Netherworld, her eyes curved, and she picked up the pen and wrote the word "approved" at the bottom.
Finally, after being busy for half a day, Mr. Su put down the pen and many official documents in his hand and left the underworld.
On her way back to the Ninth Heaven, she stopped by Kunlun Mountain.
Emperor Zhuanxu's new Tiandao Palace was shrouded in thunderclouds. Just as she was about to speak, she was interrupted by the emperor's voice transmission, "We're closed to visitors today! You don't know, I just stuffed all the pseudo-god's language scrolls and other things into the Burning Heaven Furnace, and my hands are almost broken from exhaustion."
His voice came from the clouds, with obvious fatigue, "Remember to leave me three jars of Qingqiu wine. If I can't finish it, it will be Qi Mo's!"
"I understand, Lord Tiandao." Su Mohui smiled and shook his head, then stretched out his hand to flick away the thundercloud fragments that were stuck to his sleeves when Emperor Zhuanxu spoke just now.
The spirit deer at the foot of Kunlun Mountain was startled and ran away, leaving behind a trail of starlight between its hooves. She saw a sudden burst of light rising in the direction of Qingqiu in the distance.
When Bai Xin dug out the first jar of Lingmei wine that she had buried in the plum blossom forest in the East Wasteland, the moonstone steps had already been covered into a flowing galaxy by the wings of spiritual butterflies.
She was swaying with a wine jar taller than herself, the jade hairpin in her hair surrounded by spirit butterflies. When the fragmented light fell on her nose, it was as if the fragments of the Milky Way were picked up to show her the way.
"I'm here!" Su Mohui stepped out from the crack in the void, her voice mixed with the night wind of the underworld. A wisp of blue ghost fire on the corner of her clothes turned into a gentle fluorescence and dissipated the moment it touched Qingqiu's spiritual energy.
In her hands, she was still weighing several buckets of fish cakes she had bought in the Ninth Heaven. The Jusheng Pen was hanging from her waist, swaying gently. "Remember to have Bai Qin hide the drunken Lingdie. Don't let the Taotie smell it and catch it and eat it."
"Master!" Guided by the light of the spirit butterfly, Bai Xin flashed towards Su Mohui. The word "Xin" that she and Bai Ling had written together on the wine jar was blurred by the rubbing. "Hehe! When I was a child, I hid a spirit butterfly nest under the spirit stone cave. Taotie will definitely not be able to find it!"
"Let me make it clear first, if Lingdie gets drunk and bumps into my Rebirth Mirror, don't blame me for not being able to get it out." Su Mohui joked, reached out and tapped the little girl's forehead, and was about to take the wine jar from her hand.