Genshin Impact: Report to the Emperor! Xiao Shen is creating people again

"Someone once told me that the surface of the sea makes people feel comfortable, and the calm surface of the sea is a beautiful image. Now, looking at it quietly from afar, it is indeed true." Sitting informally on the high railing, the boy embraced the dragon pillow and chatted with the leader of the Southern Cross, Beidou...

In fact, it was also to secretly find out what others think of Maplebara Manye.

"Oh? Your friend has this idea?" Beidou crossed his arms, the sea breeze lifted the long hair of this big sister, and a generous smile appeared on his cheeks. "Well, the idea is good, but sailing on the sea all year round is not always smooth sailing."

Shen Qianluo laughed and said, "I agree with this. A sea without any wind or waves will not inspire people to conquer it. I think the crew members also have this understanding."

"Lord Qianluo has such a personality? But that's right, after guarding Liyue for so long, everyone should have some ideas of their own." Beidou said, turning his head to look at the god sitting next to him.

"I have many brothers following me, and I have asked each of them why they came aboard. I just heard from my brothers that Lord Qianluo is interested in that Wanye kid?"

Probably because of the perfect body position, the young man tightly hugged Longlong and was above the sea, with the curved dragon tail just hooked around his slender waist. When he tilted his head and looked up, his smiling eyes neither confirmed nor denied: "I wonder what Captain Beidou thinks of him?"

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"Wow, I didn't expect you to be so good at grilling fish, Manye! No no, it's so delicious, I want two more!"

On the other side, two people who got to know each other at the Southern Cross Martial Arts Tournament a few days ago sat in a circle under the starry sky and moonlight, grilling a big fish that they had just caught.

Maplehara Manye's grilled fish skills are indeed amazing, or perhaps it is because when the young master dismissed his servants and sold his property and wandered around, fish was the only ingredient that was easiest to obtain and master the cooking skills.

"Thank you for the compliment, Paimon. If you like, I can bake more." The white-haired boy seemed to be a little worried. Although he chuckled gently, there was an inexplicable melancholy in his eyes.

"Did something happen?" Looking slightly to the side, Kong, who had seen countless people, noticed something unusual.

Fengyuan Manye was silent for a moment, and under the two concerned gazes, hesitantly asked: "I wonder if you two... are acquainted with Lord Xiaoshen?"

"It is familiar..."

"Then can you tell me what kind of person he is?..." Hearing this, Fengyuan Manye perked up instantly and spoke quickly, but then realized that he had lost his composure and quickly suppressed his emotions.

"I understand that it might be a bit abrupt to ask this question when you just met someone... But, I have known all the deeds of Liyue Xiaoshen Qianluo since I was a child, and I have admired him for a long time."

"To be honest, everyone was very excited about receiving Lord Xiaoshen on the ship, and so was I. The big sister and everyone else understood my wishes and took the initiative to let me do this..."

The young man confided in a low voice, his dim eyes filled with self-blame and confusion, "But... after spending a day together today, I can feel that Master Xiaoshen doesn't seem to like me."

Paimon and Sora looked at each other and said, "You mean, Qianluo doesn't like you? He's always talking and laughing with people... eh, it's hard to imagine him hating someone."

Paimeng retreated a few centimeters in mid-air and shook his head with a sigh, but he saw Fengyuan Manye's even sadder expression, "Well, it's not that Manye is a bad person. There must be some misunderstanding! Why don't we go find Qianluo and ask for clarification?"

Pinching his chin and frowning slightly, Sora analyzed, "We met him today, and he was in a hurry to do something. Maybe he was busy with something, and he didn't mean to hate you... He and Zhongli were both very strange today."

"Yeah, it's not right for two people who are so inseparable to separate."

After thinking for a long time with sadness in his heart, Fengyuan Manye finally stood up and said, "I shouldn't bother you two anymore. Let me handle my own affairs. I will go to Master Xiaoshen to ask about this matter later. If it is my fault, I will correct it with an open mind."

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So when Shen Qianluo was carrying Longlong back to the room, he happened to encounter a Fengyuan Manye at the corner of the corridor by coincidence.

The moonlight fell on the two young men's slender bodies, and the atmosphere around them seemed to be extremely quiet in an instant. Shen Qianluo lowered his gaze slightly, smiled slightly, and put the wooden flute on his waist with golden silk, and his white clothes were clean and cool: "Wan Ye, are you waiting for me?"

really…

Feeling a little depressed and a little sad, Fengyuan Manye took a step forward, his eyes as calm and gentle as red maples were full of confusion: "Master Xiaoshen, there is something, I..."

No matter how calm and rational the boy appeared, the gods could still tell from his subtle movements and expressions that he was actually nervous.

With his eyelashes drooping slightly, Shen Qianluo also sighed with a heavy heart.

Of course, he was worried about the marriage of his younger brother who was taken away from him...

"The moon is beautiful tonight, Wanye, why don't you join me for a drink?"

·

Thus, Shen Qianluo, who intended to take the little boy Fengyuan Manye to see the world, was frozen at the banquet full of singing and laughter.

"I'm sorry, Master Xiaoshen. Mr. Zhongli specifically told us before he left that you are not allowed to drink, saying that... uh, you are still too young..."

"Not allowed again?" Shen Qianluo, who had not been allowed to drink since the Demon-God War, felt a little embarrassed under the innocent gaze of the white-haired boy. He coughed with great respect (? ) and quickly bewitched.

"No problem, no problem. I have followed the Emperor since the founding of Liyue. I am much older than you. How could I not be old enough to drink?"

He spoke softly and happily, feeling that he hadn't let himself go like this for a long time, "Ali is good in every way, but he is too rigid and doesn't know how to adapt. Bring us some wine quickly, today I will let you see how much the gods can drink~"

"Well... that." The other party showed a slightly embarrassed expression and said in a decisive tone, "Mr. Zhongli also said that if Lord Xiaoshen brings up the generation of the Demon God, he will remind him of the story you once told him, saying that you promised our Emperor that you would not drink until you reached the age..."

Shen Qianluo: ...

OK, this is a naked threat! Coercion!

"really…"

"Really? No way. We don't dare to make Mr. Zhongli angry."

Shen Qianluo, who had completely lost face, stood up straight: "Humph, so this means you can make me angry?"

"Mr. Zhongli also said... that he is the one in charge of the family. If you are angry, just let him comfort you."

God·No face·Not old enough to drink·Qianluo:……

So, under Fengyuan Manye's innocent and hesitant gaze, he angrily bit Longlong several times.

"It's just some alcohol, I don't want to drink it, right, Manye?"

"Master Xiaoshen, why don't you just sit at that table with me..."