My host knocks cute

Chapter 1290 The Emperor's Little Cutie (50)

"The Queen Mother of the West is here—"

The noise of the hall became weaker with these words, Su Qingyu turned her head at the same time like most people, looking towards the source of the sound.

With the support of two maids, a woman in Chinese clothes slowly walked towards the main hall, the golden steps on her head swayed as she walked.

Judging from her face, the Queen Mother of the West looks at most 30 years old, but her actual age is probably 10,000+ years old.

Su Qingyu took a look and then looked away. The Emperor Jingxuan beside her didn't even lift her head, and just drank the tea in her cup.

Wait, this teacup looks familiar.

Isn't this the teacup used by Emperor Jingxuan when he was in Taiheng Hall?
How did he bring it here?
Didn't realize that Emperor Jingxuan still has a cleanliness habit.

"Dijun, why did you bring it?" Su Qingyu asked, pointing to the teacup in his hand.

"I like it, can't I?"

"All right, all right, you have the final say." Su Qingyu turned her face away, the master of ceremonies had already finished her congratulatory speech, and she also sat in her seat.

The banquet officially began, and the maids began to serve the dishes.

Although gods don't need to eat, they will eat some when they encounter feasts like this occasionally.

But a god like Emperor Jingxuan who doesn't eat fireworks in the world, can't even move his chopsticks, and eats some fruits at most.

Su Qingyu tasted a lot of delicacies for Emperor Jingxuan, and the taste was not bad.

However, halfway through eating, Su Qingyu noticed that several eyes fell on her, and even the Queen Mother of the West looked sideways at herself.

Su Qingyu looked at Emperor Jingxuan in embarrassment, and asked him what happened.

Emperor Jingxuan signaled her to look at him with his eyes, and Su Qingyu immediately realized that her eating must be too bold to attract attention.

Just as Su Qingyu put down his chopsticks, Queen Mother Xi started talking about her.

"Emperor Jingxuan, I heard that you have adopted a new mount. It must be this fairy, right? The fairy is so bold. This is the first time I have seen you." The Queen Mother of the West snickered while clutching her handkerchief.

Su Qingyu was called out, so she could only obediently stand up and salute, "Qingyu has met the Queen Mother of the West, and the Queen Mother is blessed with longevity and well-being."

"Fairy is polite, take your seat."

Su Qingyu sat down with a sullen face. She didn't know whether what Queen Mother Xi said just now was a compliment or a joke. Anyway, she didn't like Queen Mother West at all.

Emperor Jingxuan's face was expressionless, and he didn't know if he was angry.

Su Qingyu asked in a low voice: "Dijun, don't be angry, I will restrain myself later, and I will never lose your face again."

"It's okay, I don't care about these things, you can do whatever you want."

Emperor Jingxuan really didn't care much about things like face, and it wasn't something important, so if you lose it, you lose it.

After being single-clicked by Queen Mother Xi, someone from behind would look at her from time to time, which made her very uncomfortable, but she couldn't avoid it.

Su Qingyu adjusted her sitting posture, trying not to let others see her face.

Emperor Jingxuan doesn't care about these things, but she does.

To be honest, Queen Mother Xi's birthday party was a bit boring, at least in Su Qingyu's opinion.

The programs are all about singing, dancing and music, nothing new at all.

After all, this is not the 21st century, and it is not that advanced. It may look good to others, but Su Qingyu really can't appreciate it.

"I still have something to do, you clean up and leave the table later." Emperor Jingxuan said suddenly.

(End of this chapter)