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

"Shen Xiao, are you serious?" Upon hearing Shen Qianluo's plan, the elders of Yaoguang Beach were all shocked and confused. They looked at each other and dared not say a word.

"If we can negotiate with him sincerely, we can avoid sacrificing the girl. You don't have to worry about being guilty of deception. I will make it clear with the Sea Demon, so don't worry."

"But..." The elders still looked at each other uncertainly, and all looked at the smiling Shen Qianluo, the expressionless Xiao, and the dark-skinned and hairless Bei Chou, who looked like he was sunburned. "You and the others are all men."

What about the promise to ride on the giant clam for the wedding in place of the sacrificial girl and sneak into the palace of the Sea Demon to negotiate?

Although the young man in front of them had red lips and white teeth, and was handsome. His silver hair was casually tied up like satin, and his figure was like a slender bamboo. He looked at them with a smile, and in his brocade clothes he looked like a handsome young man. He was much more handsome than countless young girls...

Prettier than little girls?

"That's easy." As expected, Shen Qianluo nodded in agreement, crossed his arms and lowered his eyelashes, "We also have girls here."

"As expected, it is you, the Xiao God, who are going to personally..."

"That's biubiubichou."

Shen Qianluo:?

Beichou:?

Xiao hugged his chest, looked up and left and right at the two people fighting each other, and remained silent.

"Me again?" Bei Chou immediately expressed strong protest, "I am the one who manages the water, why am I the one wearing women's clothes?!"

"But we are here to control the flood." Shen Qianluo's expression was very well-behaved. If someone who didn't know him saw him, they would think he was the most innocent one. "Biubiu, you are so naturally beautiful... You can be called a beautiful girl who is as beautiful as a flower and as pretty as a jade!"

Everyone's eyes were focused on Bei Chou who had transformed into a human form.

Although this uncle was tall and sturdy, he was bald and had a tendency to gain weight in middle age. He looked at Shen Qianluo inexplicably with his eyes wide open and his neck stretched out, looking like a turtle. (Mist)

"In my opinion, you two are the best looking among us. If you don't want to go up, you can let this little guy come!"

elf:?

Just as the three were about to debate, the elders on the side looked at each other, and finally took out three sets of skirts and said weakly: "Ladies and gentlemen, we have a saying here that only children answer multiple-choice questions..."

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"Hmph, boring." Unfortunately, Xiao still firmly resisted the idea of ​​wearing women's clothes.

He walked away on the spot, flew up to the roof and stayed there.

Instead, Bei Chou looked left and right for some reason, then, wearing this new thing, turned around in front of the mirror when no one was paying attention.

He has a silly look on his face, and I don't know what his mood is at the moment.

But probably she just can't accept her own beauty.

After all, in order to make Beichou's wedding dress (fog), everyone worked hard and overtime all night to make a large red wedding dress that would not burst.

She even cut off the hair on her long legs with tears in her eyes.

At first glance, the turtle has thick eyebrows, big eyes, broad shoulders and a thick back. There are two lumps of unknown things on its chest. When it smiles at people, it reveals a mouthful of big white teeth.

On the other side, after Shen Qianluo changed his clothes in a somewhat unfamiliar way, he stood in front of the mirror, pinched his chin and looked at himself. He shook his head helplessly and laughed. He turned over to the roof and sat down next to Xiao: "You don't mind squeezing in, right?"

Xiao, who was in a daze, was startled and looked at him quickly. He was a little absent-minded for a moment: "...No."

After being stunned for a few seconds, he looked away and squeezed out a few words. The bird turned its head away as if nothing had happened, but a suspicious blush appeared on its cheeks.

He really couldn't have imagined that Shen Qianluo would look so beautiful in her wedding dress.

The latter still looked unaware, blinked his eyes, and deliberately leaned closer with a hint of teasing in his voice: "Why, are you shy? How can you be so exaggerated?"

The red dress makes the boy's face more delicate, his smiling eyes seem passionate and frivolous, he has applied attractive red eye shadow, and when he smiles, his golden tassels sway in his temples, and his jewelry rings jingle in the wind.

The silver hair that used to be tied up high was scattered behind her, gently spreading beside her bright cheeks, reflecting the faint light, and smudged with a silver crystal texture. The seductive skirt was flowing gently with the wind, like a burning fire.

Perhaps it was because they were too close, the boy's faint, clear scent like pine wood lingered in his nose, his slender waist was tied with a cloud-patterned silk ribbon, and his figure, sitting on the eaves with his side facing him and smiling, seemed as if he could be embraced with just a light embrace, showing off his charming demeanor.

Xiao only felt his cheeks getting redder and redder, but Shen Qianluo didn't intend to let him go. He teased him with his words, and was amused by his reaction. He even reached out and pinched his face: "I see you are unhappy all the way. Are you troubled? Talk to your brother Luo?"

Hastily dodging his hand, the young boy covered his cheek, lowered his head and hesitated for a moment: "I'm not depressed, don't worry."

He just looked at the young man who was always the center of everyone's attention, and realized that there was always a distance between them as if there were thousands of miles between them.

He was one of the many lives he had saved. Watching him talking and laughing with the Emperor, joking and playing with everyone, even though he could never be talked to, and there was no opportunity or topic to talk about, then he would just stay in the dark and guard silently... which was also the right outcome.

Shen Qianluo propped up his head and looked at him, with the corner of his mouth slightly curved: "Could it be that the little bird is feeling left out and is unhappy?"

“Why would I…” He raised his head immediately after hearing that, but Xiao’s gaze inadvertently met Shen Qianluo’s line of sight.

The boy smiled so clearly, but in the deepest part of his eyes, there was a hint of tenderness and loneliness between the swaying waves: "You two really look alike."

The bright red wedding dress brought an indescribable softness and beauty to the handsome and amiable boy, making him completely different from his usual self.

The rebuttal that Xiao wanted to say was stuck in his throat for a moment: "We...?"

Shen Qianluo did not answer. He looked up into the east where the sun was rising, smiled faintly and spoke softly.

"It's normal to have no sense of belonging when you first arrive. Morax and I rescued you. The Emperor was busy with the war, and I can only be regarded as a turning point or guide in your life."

"You shouldn't have imprisoned yourself to someone, Xiao. Your past has already been buried by your own hands. You don't need to be influenced by those ideas anymore." He said, smiling at him in the scorching sun of the first day. "Although it's a little late, let me add one sentence."

"Congratulations, Xiao, you have gained your freedom."

Staring absentmindedly at the gentle boy who looked like a god, Xiao gently folded his fingertips that were hanging beside him, opened his mouth, and the words he wanted to whisper turned into sporadic and barely audible sounds: "I understand..."

"Just don't be sad anymore." He smiled and finally raised his hand to rub Xiao's head. Shen Qianluo was about to turn around and jump off the roof, but his wrist was suddenly grabbed.

With some trepidation and expectation, he looked at her in surprise. The expression of the teenager was unusually firm, his eyes were intertwined with determination and warmth, like a fire that swallowed up the weeds bit by bit, suppressing all the sharpness and killing intent into the dreams of the past.

"But I want to understand you. That's my original intention." Qingzhi could only look up to the young Shen Qianluo due to his height, but Xiao's voice was light and firm, "Qianluo, I don't want you to leave."