Quick Wear: Oops, the mission target is crying again

Chapter 1045 Return to the ancestral omega

Jingyao picked Lingyao up again and hummed twice.

"I'm just holding you for a while, I'm not doing anything else."

Jingyao was indeed not prepared to continue being intimate today, as they were both a little tired.

It's nice just to hold each other like this.

The two fell asleep while smelling each other's pheromones that made each other comfortable.

"Sir, Sir, wake up."

Lingyao had just closed her eyes for a while when she was suddenly woken up by someone.

When she opened her eyes, she saw the little girl who had just woken him up, wearing a white dress and with long hair tied up on top of her head.

Looking to the side, there are two rows of jade tables, with several immortal kings and fairies sitting among them.

Lingyao also saw a few familiar faces, but she was not very good at remembering people, so she couldn't remember their names.

Lingyao was sitting in the front row, and she felt as if she was in a dream when watching this scene.

I don’t know if sitting here now is a dream, or if the planes I have walked through before were dreams.

She couldn't remember the names of the immortals, but she remembered the name of the little one who had just woken her up.

After all, this was her student, transformed from a willow tree she planted in front of her residence in the spiritual world.

It was originally just an ordinary willow tree, but Lingyao couldn't resist watering it with spiritual water every day.

As a result, it gained spirituality and transformed into a human form.

The name Lingyao gave him is also easy to remember and understand.

"Little Wood, whose party is this?"

Between the two rows of jade tables, fairies were already dancing and performing in the center, but Lingyao looked around and couldn't tell whose banquet it was.

Xiao Mu leaned close to Lingyao's ear and was not at all surprised by the question asked by his own immortal.

It would be strange if the immortal knew whose party this was, as she never cared about these things.

"Replying to the Immortal, this is the birthday banquet for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Ninth Heaven."

Lingyao turned the cup in her hand.

"Why would I come to participate?"

As far as she could remember, she seemed to have never attended the Crown Prince's birthday party.

In fact, she didn't even attend the birthday party of the Emperor of Heaven, let alone the Prince's.

trouble.

When Xiao Mu heard Lingyao ask this, he was stunned for a moment.

"I originally had no intention of attending, but since you didn't attend the Crown Prince's banquet before, I was... tricked into coming this time."

Xiao Mutou tried to lower his voice as much as possible. Although Xiao Mutou himself felt that using the word "lie" was a bit disrespectful to the Emperor and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, it was the fact.

The Heavenly Court said that they had invited the immortal to discuss matters concerning the management of the spiritual world, but when the immortal arrived, he discovered that it was actually a birthday party.

Then the immortal got bored and started to sleep.

If the Emperor had not just given him several looks, he would not have woken up the immortal.

Lingyao remembered.

She remembered it all.

She had attended this banquet a hundred years ago, but when she was woken up from her sleep, she gave Xiao Mu a cold look and went back to sleep.

Lingyao left until the end of the banquet, or rather before it was over.

Later I heard that the Crown Prince's banquet was not a success because although His Royal Highness the Crown Prince stayed at the banquet for the whole day, he was not in a good mood. At the end of the meeting, he even threw the Baibao Jade Hairpin that he had been holding in his hand for a whole day into Jingming Lake.

At that time, they thought that the hairpin was a gift received by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and he threw it away because he didn't like it.

Later, I asked the people present and found out that the hairpin was something that the Crown Prince brought to the banquet every year for his birthday.

It’s just that I didn’t throw it away before, so I threw it away today.

Everyone also talked about His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, saying that he was such a weirdo. He held a birthday party every year to celebrate, but he always looked unhappy.

Now I am still grown up.

When he just came of age, at the beginning of the banquet, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince came in, took a look around and sat down. Then he sat in his seat and stared at the entrance of the banquet until all the immortals who came to the banquet were seated and there was no longer any figure outside the door.

No one knew what was wrong with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. He stood up, overturned the food on the table, and left the banquet angrily.

As a result, the immortals who later attended the prince's banquet were a little nervous. If it wasn't for the fact that this was a banquet for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the Emperor had personally invited them, they really wouldn't have wanted to come.

However, they did not have the courage to do so, nor were they the extremely powerful guardian of the spirit world. They did not dare to refuse and could only go honestly.

Fortunately, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince did not overturn the table again, he just looked a little unhappy.

However, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince always arrived early at previous banquets, but today, even after the dance started, he was still late.

Jing Yao, whom they were thinking about, was in his bedroom at this time, changing his clothes one after another.

"Fuzi, do you think I should wear this white suit or this black suit? The white one makes me look younger, while the black one makes me look more mature. Which one do you think looks better on me?"

Fu Zi was wiping her sweat as she stood there. "Your Highness the Crown Prince," she said, "you asked me this question a quarter of an hour ago."

But at that time the question was whether to choose yellow or cyan. Now after trying both sets, I didn’t choose either one, and I also took out two sets of black and white.

Your Highness, you are making nesting dolls here.

"Your Highness, everything looks good on you. You look good in anything. Your Highness, please hurry up a bit. The banquet should have already started..."

"What's the rush? Is it true that you just said you saw that person coming?"

Jingyao undressed and began to try on the white dress.

Fuzi beside him nodded repeatedly: "I dare not say anything about this. I just saw that the immortal really came this time and sat in the first row. He was very conspicuous. But Your Highness, please get dressed quickly. What if the immortal leaves early..."

Before Jingyao could finish his words, the hair accessory in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

"She dares!"

After saying this, Jing Yao turned around, picked up the hair accessories, and ran outside while putting on his clothes.

Those legs run so fast.

The word "Fu" at the end can't keep up at all.

Jing Yao stopped only when he saw that they were about to reach the banquet hall gate.

He had to tidy up his clothes before going in, but he was afraid that she had really left, so he had to confirm it in advance and carefully peeked out at the door to confirm whether she was there.

However, he never expected that as soon as he looked out, he met a pair of cold eyes.

Jing Yao suddenly retracted his head, his face flushed.

she……

What is she staring at him for!

Jing Yao touched his face and hair in panic, and finally took out a mirror from his waist to look at himself.

I wanted to make sure that I didn't leave a bad impression on Lingyao.

Except for the fact that the decoration in his hand was missing from his hair, the rest of him was still very handsome, Jing Yao was sure!

But in fact, Lingyao only saw a pair of eyes, and before she could even see clearly, the other party quickly retracted their eyes.

However, when their eyes met for a second or two, Lingyao always felt that it was a little familiar.

It's not that the person looks familiar, nor that the eyes look familiar.

But it feels a little familiar.