[Journey to the West] Heavenly Court Heartbreaker

In Yunlou Palace, lotus flowers are in full bloom, lotus leaves are in fields, and countless dragonflies are flying in the pond, full of vigor and vitality.

In the pavilion in the center of the lake, Nezha changed into a white suit for a rare occasion, which made him look more elegant and elegant, with picturesque features, as if he were a gentle and jade-like noble son.

There is a table of delicious food and wine in front of Nezha, full of gold and jade, a gathering of heroes, double dragons playing with pearls... and the same cup made of tens of thousands of flowers.

Nezha has always loved spirits, and although this cup of Wanyan is precious, it is not his favorite, but who will prevent the person he wants to invite from drinking spirits?

After waiting for a long time, the dishes were cold, the wine was cold, and the little fairy official who went out to invite someone came back alone, bowed his head and said: "Back to the third prince, the seventh princess said that she is busy these days, and I will go to your banquet next time. "

As he talked, Xiao Xianguan's voice became quieter unconsciously. Next time, next time, when is the next time?This is already the third time that the Third Prince has invited the Seventh Princess to a banquet. The Seventh Princess didn't know what she was up to recently, so she insisted on pushing it three times in a row.

Sure enough, Nezha's lips were pursed all of a sudden, and his originally gentle brows and eyes instantly cooled down, as if he was not close to strangers.

Feeling the low air pressure at close range, the little fairy official shivered and almost fainted, but fortunately Nezha waved his hand in the end and said, "Go down."

The little fairy official disappeared quickly as if he had been pardoned.

Nezha was the only one left now. He drank a glass of mulled wine and complained to himself: "What the hell are you busy with? Even I can't see you."

Another glass of wine fell into his throat, Nezha felt that Wan Yan's same glass was very difficult to drink, so he threw the wine glass into the pool with a flick of his hand.

After sitting for a while, he suddenly took out a tourmaline from his bosom, smiled like an urchin, and said, "Please don't come, then you will have to come to me by yourself."

In the Yaohua Palace, fairy music flutters, and the seven princesses are dressed in clouds and feathers, each holding a red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue and purple silk silk, dancing lightly.

The elegant skirts fluttered with the dance steps, and the fairies flew away with their lotus feet, dragging their long silk silk.

The posture is light and elegant, like flying flowers, like feathers, full of a sense of holiness.

Suddenly, a white cat jumped out from nowhere, grabbed Yuwei's purple silk silk and ran away.

Yuwei exclaimed, and hurriedly chased after her, and the six sisters also helped, but the white cat was very agile, like lightning, it flew out of the hall with a whoosh.

In the pure white clouds, the cat with eyes like jasper walked away on the wind with long silk in its mouth, followed by the beautiful little princess.

Yuwei shouted from behind: "Stop! Give me back Lingluo!"

But the cat didn't look back, and disappeared into the flower forest below.

Yuwei followed and went down to look for the cat, but she couldn't find the shadow of this little thing. Looking around, she saw the forest full of lingxiaohua in full bloom, and the bright red petals were burning like flames, as if they were burning.

Zhenzhen's branches and leaves lay in front of her eyes, Yuwei waved them away one by one, walked more than ten steps, and suddenly saw a touch of white.

She was overjoyed, fearing that it would scare the cat away, she approached it silently, and then grabbed it.

A lazy "Huh?" sounded like a cat's paw, gently scratching the heart.

Thousands of branches recede, revealing the beautiful young man behind him, dressed in white, elegant and elegant, just like a person in a painting.

The young man's face is like jade, his brows are like swords, and his eyes are like spring waves, and a glance is full of charm.

A petal fell and passed between his eyebrows. The bright fiery red adorned the pure white and snowy boy, captivating people's soul for no reason.

Only then did Yuwei realize that what she was grabbing wasn't the cat, but the boy's snow-white sleeve.

Nezha frowned, smiled and said, "Xiaoqi, why did you come here?"

Yu Wei let go of Nezha's sleeve, and sighed annoyedly: "A white cat took my silk, I chased it here, but it disappeared."

Nezha patted Yuwei's head, took her hand and said, "Don't worry, let's go find it together."

Yuwei nodded, and followed Nezha trustingly.

The two held hands together, and Nezha's eyes seemed to rippling with water, his vermilion lips raised slightly, and he asked, "What have you been up to lately? Why don't you come to my banquet?"

Yu Wei said: "In two months it will be the mother's birthday banquet. My sisters and I plan to present a dance to celebrate the mother's birthday. We are rehearsing recently."

Nezha hummed, and finally forgave the heartless little girl, thinking in his heart, if only she was as clingy as she was when she was a child.

The two walked hand in hand for a while, Yuwei looked left and right, looked around for the cat, looking anxious, but Nezha kept looking at her brows and eyes quietly, with a smile on his lips.

Finally, Yuwei saw the cat, the little thing was lying on the branch with the silk in its mouth, like a snow dumpling.

Yuwei shook Nezha's hand, pointed at the cat and winked at him, meaning help me catch it!

The spring is beautiful, there are thousands of flowers, and the beautiful girl's eyes are like water, and it seems that there are stars splashing out in a blink of an eye, which makes people's heart skip a beat.

Nezha was entangled by this wave of eyes, and was stunned for a moment, staring at her bewilderedly.

At this time, the cat had already spotted them, jumped to the sky, and then disappeared again.

Yu Wei stomped her feet angrily, and looked at Nezha reproachfully: "What are you doing? If you tell you to catch the cat, you will be in a daze, now it's all right!"

The beauty spoke softly, staring lightly at her with all sorts of charms, Nezha held her hand tightly, just wanting to kiss those beautiful eyes.

He was stunned for a moment before he came to his senses, his face flushed, and he said, "How can you blame me? Who told you to..."

Yu Wei wondered, "What's wrong with me?"

Nezha kept silent, who let you disturb my mind and mind?

The two went on to look for the cat, and finally found it again not long after. This time, Yuwei was not called Nezha, and ran over to catch it by herself.

The speed of the cat was as fast as lightning, and it was about to run away again, but the smoky purple silk was hooked on the branch, hindering its footsteps.

The cat refused to give up Lingluo, and pulled it desperately in its mouth, Yuwei flew over to grab it by the nape of its neck.

The mischievous and mischievous cat hung in the air, became much more behaved in an instant, and spat out Lingluo from its mouth.

Yu Wei heaved a sigh of relief, then smiled triumphantly: "You little one, have you been caught by me?"

Nezha walked over and said, "How do you plan to deal with such a disobedient cat?"

Yuwei hesitated for a moment, then let go of the white cat: "Forget it, it's just an ignorant cat, and my Ling Luo hasn't been damaged by it."

The white cat lightly landed on the grass, rubbed against Yuwei's feet, meowed, and disappeared into the woods.

Nezha said: "The front is my Yunlou Palace, everyone has come, how can there be no reason to pass through the door?"

Yuwei was right after thinking about it, so she followed Nezha into Yunlou Palace and had a banquet with him by the lotus pond.

An hour later, Yuwei said: "Sisters are still waiting for me, I'll go first."

Nezha nodded and sent her out.

The gate of Yunlou Palace was closed, and the white cat with eyes like jasper jumped down from the eaves, flew to Nezha's palm, and turned into a tourmaline.