1777. Go to the banquet

The last night before the palace banquet.

All forces have arrived.

The Beiming Sect, the City Lord's Mansion, the Fengcheng Luo Family all settled in Qin Palace, waiting for the arrival of tomorrow's palace banquet.

The Qin Palace welcomed so many guests, so it was naturally a warm hospitality.

The tables were filled with banquets and the hall was filled with seats.

There is a piano girl playing the piano in the distance, and there are singing and dancing beside her to cheer up.

The powerful leaders from all sides also took this opportunity to talk to each other and talked happily.

Dongmei, the head of the Dong family, is naturally listed here.

At this time, Dongmei sat on the Ya seat and accepted toasts from all parties.

Even the elders of Qin Palace are not as majestic as Dongmei.

The entire Qin Palace dinner became Dongmei’s home court alone.

It seems that she is the owner of this immortal palace.

“Haha~”

"Lord Dongmei Palace, I'll toast you this glass of wine!"

"After the palace banquet, the friendship between our Beiming Sect and Qin Palace will last forever~"

......

"I, Luo Shijie, also pay a cup of respect to the Lord of Dongmei!"

“Haha~”

The sound of the interweaving of the first set of foundations mixed with the water-like moonlight resounded throughout the world.

Tonight's Qin Palace is a festive scene.

The laughter of the people, the melodious sound of piano music, and the sound of wine and drinking, all kinds of sounds mixed together, impacting the entire world.

It is like a pot of boiling water, and the always pure bedroom is rare as it is as lively as tonight.

However, what is a bit out of place with this hustle and bustle is.

On the bank of Qinshan, a charming and graceful woman stood quietly.

The beautiful eyes of water looked at the direction of Qinshan, but there was no joy or sorrow in the stunning face.

"Prince, the elder asked you to host the dinner."

Behind her, nine girls with purple skirts stood respectfully in a row, with fluttering dresses and worried faces. They called out softly to the somewhat lonely fairy in front of them.

No one answered, only the gentle breeze echoed.

The graceful figure stood under the galaxy like that. In those eyes looking away, there was a cry of sorrow.

"Prince Palace, you go to host the dinner?"

"If you don't go, this Qin Palace is really someone else's?" Qin Qi asked bitterly.

After a long time, the cool words of the piano sound came.

"You all retreat."

"I want to be alone later."

"But the palace master~~~" Qin Qi and others wanted to persuade him again, but Qin Yin had already turned around, moved his lotus steps slightly, and moved far ahead.

Qin Jiu and others were silent immediately.

They stood there, looking at the lonely back of the Palace Master Qinyin from afar. Why was it so desolate?

This night.

Qinyin did not return overnight.

Waited under Qinshan for a whole night.

She did not practice the "Ruanshan" piano music, nor did she review "Rain Dew".

A delicate body stood at the foot of Qinshan, quietly looking at the sky and the ground, but the graceful figures were full of loneliness and frustration.

The breeze blew gently, and three thousand black hairs were like snow.

The red skirt fluttered, and that pretty face no longer had the previous voice and smile.

Finally, with the first ray of morning light, it fell on the earth.

A new day has arrived.

Above Qingong Square, tables and chairs have been arranged, and the gap has been placed.

The brand new red carpet was spotless, and the girl Sanqin Qin was dressed beautifully and stood on both sides.

The seven elders walked out of the room, and the lords of various forces also walked onto the stage of watching the banquet.

The flags flutter, the sea of ​​fairy is surging, and the white clouds are fluttering.

The century-old palace banquet finally began.

Qinshan.

The nine girls with purple skirts stood there, looking at the fairy standing in front of him for a night. Even Qin Jiu couldn't help feeling heartbroken. But she finally walked out.

"The time is here, the palace master."

"It's time to change your clothes and go to the banquet."

Qin Jiu bowed slightly, but at this moment, she was dragging a noble purple-red long dress in her hand.

There are golden silks lingering on it, dragons and phoenixes are auspicious, and the patterns sewn by the silk thread of the ice toad are so ingenious that they are extremely agile.

This is the dress of the Lord of Qin Palace.

After taking charge of Qinyin as the lord of Qin Palace, he only passed it twice.

Once, when I was in charge of the Qin Palace a hundred years ago, and the other time, now.

"Prince, it's time to go to the banquet."

Seeing the fairy ahead, he did not react at all, but Qin Jiu shouted again tentatively.

After a long time, Qinyin nodded.

She turned around slowly, moved her lotus steps lightly, and walked in front of Qin Jiu and others.

She stretched out her arms and asked Qinjiu and others to change her to the palace master's dress.

A purple and golden long skirt was on the ground, a noble phoenix hairpin was held on his head, and the lilac ribbon on the edge of the skirt completely outlined the graceful body of Qinyin.

The moment Qin Yin put on the purple gold dress, Qin Jiu and others felt that the world had lost its color.

What kind of face is that it can actually make the sun and the moon dim, and even the gorgeous sunshine is in a moment of trance.
Chapter completed!