Chapter 900 If she dares to set her sights on you, she will surely die.
Seeing this, Jun Yijue stopped hesitating and quickly walked to Su Chenyin's side and sat down.
His movements were so fast that it seemed as if the seat would suddenly fly away, which made people feel a little funny.
When he sat down, Su Chenyin smelled the familiar cold pine scent on him.
"Ajue." She deliberately lowered her voice, pretending to carelessly brush her fingertips across the dark lines on his sleeves, "You don't want to be apart from me even for a moment?"
Before she could finish her words, she felt a tightening on her wrist - Jun Yijue actually held her hand in public.
The palm was incredibly hot, but the force was so gentle that it felt like holding a feather.
"Of course." Jun Yijue's straight back showed sharp lines under his wide robe, but his eyes were filled with tenderness that could drown people.
He drew a circle on her palm with his fingertips and said in a low voice that only the two of them could hear: "Yinyin, I miss you so much every time I haven't seen you. You must never forget me in the future."
"Puchi..." Su Chenyin couldn't help laughing when she saw his aggrieved look.
At this time, a maid from the Ximen Yinshi family came over with a pot of hot tea in her hand.
He came to Su Chenyin and others, politely placed the tea on the table, and then left with a smile.
Seeing this, Su Yi quickly reached out to take the tea and took a sip carefully.
However, despite the fragrant aroma and mellow taste of the tea, his mind was not at all focused on the fragrance of the tea.
At this moment, his mind was occupied by a figure, that was Ji Lier.
He remembered her smile as bright as a spring flower, her gentle voice, and every moment they had spent together.
His heart was filled with anxiety and worry, wondering how Ji Lier was doing now.
Is she safe now?
His peach blossom eyes, which always smiled, were now dull and lifeless. His slender fingers unconsciously drew circles on the rim of the cup, as if he was trying to ease his inner uneasiness.
His eyes passed through the mist of tea, and he seemed to see again the way Junior Sister Ji smiled at him for the last time.
That day, she wore the hibiscus flower he gave her on her temples, the petals still covered with crystal morning dew.
But thinking about it now, that scene seemed like some kind of ominous omen, making his heart even heavier.
Su Chenyin turned to look at Su Yi, and seeing his worried look, she knew what was going on.
"Brother..." She reached out and covered the back of Su Yi's slightly cold hand, and said comfortingly, "Don't worry too much, Miss Ji will be fine."
When Su Yi heard Su Chenyin's words, he put down the teacup, raised his head slightly and looked at her.
"Yeah, I know." He tried to make his expression look less serious and forced a smile towards Su Chenyin.
The guests took their seats one after another, and the originally deserted scene gradually became lively.
People were greeting each other, and laughter and conversation mixed together, creating a noisy atmosphere.
"Jingle Bell--"
A clear and pleasant sound of silver bells resounded throughout the hall.
Then, eighteen dancers in colorful costumes came slowly on the clouds like fairies.
They wore golden bells on their wrists, which swayed with their light steps and made pleasant sounds.
As these dancers spun, their skirts blossomed like flowers, and the stars in the sky streaked across the sky like shooting stars, which was a beautiful sight.
What’s amazing is that these star rays are actually embroidered with real meteor sand.
Each grain of meteor sand contains pure spiritual power and flashes a faint light.
The dancers danced gracefully, with colorful ribbons fluttering in the air, and every movement was light and graceful.
Their dancing moves were like flowing clouds and running water, sometimes graceful and sometimes passionate, drawing bursts of admiration from the guests present from time to time.
An old man with a white beard was so excited that he knocked over his wine cup. He said in a trembling voice: "This... could this be the long-lost "Nichang Pozhen Qu"? "
"That's right. I hope you all enjoy listening to it." The third elder, who happened to pass by the old man, answered with a smile.
But in this lively atmosphere, Bai Luoying seemed a little out of place.
She sat alone in the corner, her eyes like a hungry wolf, eagerly searching for the figure of Old Madam Ximen in the crowd.
However, no matter how hard she tried, she could not find any trace of Madam Ximen.
Bai Luoying was extremely anxious and couldn't wait to unveil the mystery of her so-called "noble" background.
At this moment, she had no intention of appreciating the magnificent feast of song and dance before her.
She twisted the soft handkerchief in her hand unconsciously, and her knuckles turned slightly white from the force.
Su Chenyin tapped the table with her fingertips, but her eyes passed through the fluttering sleeves and fell on the girl twisting her handkerchief in the shadow in the corner.
"Ajue." She leaned sideways while raising her glass, her lips almost touching the earlobe of the person next to her, "Look at Bai Luoying, she's fidgeting, like a cat waiting to steal something, she seems to be planning something..."
Jun Yijue held the pot and poured tea for her, his wide sleeves hanging down inadvertently covering their clasped fingers.
The burning heat of his palms came through our skins, but his voice was colder than the wind chimes under the eaves: "Anyway, if she dares to set her sights on you, she will surely die."
"boom!"
With the last drum beat, the music came to an abrupt end.
And those dancers seemed to have received some kind of signal, and suddenly swung out their long sleeves at the same time.
These sleeves are flying in the air, like countless nimble snakes, intertwining and entwining with each other, forming a beautiful pattern.
Just as everyone was attracted by this magnificent scene and prepared to applaud, the bronze crane lamps on the four corners of the hall seemed to be cast by magic and all spewed out blue flames.
The flames spread rapidly, illuminating the entire dome as bright as day.
In this bright light, thousands of star sands condensed into a huge "frost" character in the air.
The word shines with purple light, as if it is made up of countless stars, which makes people marvel.
The dance finally came to an end and everyone applauded, praising the dancers for their wonderful performance.
The dancers also bowed gracefully to the audience and then slowly left the stage.
“Welcome, old lady!
At this moment, the brief silence was broken by a loud shout from the deacon elder.
Everyone looked towards the banquet entrance as if they were under a spell.
I saw a graceful old lady slowly walking in, surrounded by a group of maids.
The old woman was wearing a dark purple brocade robe with exquisite patterns embroidered on the sleeves and gold edges on the collar and cuffs, making her look very solemn.
She wore a gold ornament on her head, and although her face showed signs of aging, she still had the stunning beauty of her youth.
This old lady is the current Madam Ximen, Changsun Ling.
Her appearance made the atmosphere in the entire banquet hall even more solemn and dignified.
Old Madam Ximen sat beside the main seat and slowly scanned the entire room, her eyes revealing the majesty and calmness that came from years of experience.
Every gesture and movement exudes the demeanor of a great man.
"Welcome everyone to the birthday banquet of my granddaughter Yinshuang." Madam Ximen's voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone. "You have come from afar. The Ximen family is honored. Please enjoy the wine and food. Don't be polite."
Upon hearing this, the guests stood up one after another and bowed respectfully to Old Madam Ximen, speaking all kinds of flattering words -
For example, "The old lady is blessed as vast as the East Sea and as long-lived as the Southern Mountains"...
"The old lady is highly respected and admired"...
"Miss Ximen Yinshuang will live forever" and other auspicious words.
Of course, these flattering guests do not include Su Chenyin, Jun Yijue, Su Yi and others.
Su Chenyin and his group sat still, and Jun Yijue even nonchalantly played with the ends of Su Chenyin's hair.