Ying grabbed Paimon, who wanted to hide behind her, with a genial smile on her face:

"Little Paimon, I remember that when someone was caught by me from the sea, he desperately patted his chest and promised: "Traveler, I will definitely be a good guide! ', isn't it?This is the contract capital where the God of Contract is watching. Even if the God of Contract is gone, the contract should take effect, right? "

"Well, well, that seems to be the case? Maybe, I can't remember..."

Paimon waved his hands indiscriminately and said, "If you can't remember something, you can't use it as a factual basis, right, Ying, and, well! It was said in Mond, not in Liyue, so Ianzhi said it. God has nothing to do with half a Mora."

Ying swayed from side to side like a swing with Paimon's star cloak, raised her eyebrows and glanced at her,

""That is,

Paimon is a guide who doesn't speak words?

"That's not true, I think, Ying, we can have a good discussion. If you can't get through by land, you can take the water route. If you can't get through the water route, you can take the empty route. Only by climbing mountains can you exercise. You must know the obligations of travelers. It's just climbing mountains and taking risks..."

It's just that Ying didn't listen to her at all, and hid behind the crowd and threw the city gate guarded by the Qianyan Army ten meters away: "Go! Little Paimon!

"Wow ah ah __!"

Ying put his hands together: Little Paimon, I hope you are all right.

Of course, she didn't mean to frame Paimon. She was sure that Paimon could rush out of the city gate without incident. As she said, Qian Yanjun didn't compare the people who came in and out of the city with the portrait.

If the Qianyan Army did not find Paimon's identity during the investigation, she could leave Liyue Harbor openly.

If she finds out that the archer on the battlement is shooting arrows, she only needs to drive the wind element to transfer the trajectory of the arrow, and it will not hurt Paimon.

And does Paimon really have no strength?

Ying was a little unconvinced, and she might have something in her heart that wanted to test her.

It's a pity that few things in the world go as planned, and many things backfire. The little Paimon she threw out flew halfway, and was captured by a hand as delicate as a creamy jade.

Ying opened her eyes wide and fixed her gaze on the man in amazement.

She is a woman with a very tall stature, wearing a black robe, eyebrows like crescent moon, eyes like golden pearls, earrings with precious jade, and a diamond-shaped eye of God hanging behind her waist.

She looks a lot like a noble lady living in her boudoir, no, it's not right to describe her like that, but more like... a very powerful empress?

In short, the whole body is filled with an ethereal smell like smoke, like a dream like fog, and the pair of hanging eyes have the feeling of flowers of high mountains.

"It's not okay to litter the ingredients. The ingredients must be handled in the best way. It just so happens that I know a thing or two.

The woman walked towards her and shoved Paimon, who was kicking her little feet to get rid of her bondage, but in vain, and shoved it into her arms.

Her voice was a little cold, a little warm, and it felt strange.

"Paimon is not an ingredient!"

Paimon's protest Ying ignored, she was more curious about the identity of the woman in front of her.

"My name is Ying, I'm a traveler, this is Paimon, as you can see, it's emergency food.

"Paemon is not an ingredient!

"Introduce yourself?"

The woman in front of her seemed hesitant, as if this kind of thing rarely happened to her.

"Then... Ying, you can call me... Zhong Li."

"Liu Li's glass?"

"Yes."

ps: The slow heat type, let’s go here today, if you can pass the contract, you will be guaranteed to update [-] words every day, and ask you Yanzu for a monthly ticket for flowers and the like).

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Chapter 14 Unrequited Love

Is it Zhongli?If Zhong Li's words are reversed, it's one by one.

"The glass bell, the amber is thick, the small trough wine drips with pearl red... whose poem is this?"

Ying Suisui muttered, and pondered inwardly, Zhong Li's slender eyebrows raised slightly.

Will be into wine?It's a very old memory... If you think about it carefully... It's an old topic of Yuefu. Ying really came from the same place as me. In Liyue, this poem was not sung.

"As expected of a traveler from the land of poetry and fine wine, he scribbled a few lines of poetry and improvised, which coincides with Liyue's humanities and makes people sigh in admiration!"

Ying shyly waved her hand to deny: "No, no, I don't dare to touch the achievements of the sages at all, it is someone else's thing, I can't take it as my own with the cheek..."

"Oh? According to what you mean - this is written by the God of Liberty? Oh, to put it bluntly, Fengshen recites a lot of limericks, and Liyue's poems are absolutely impossible for her to do. It's good to be humble. If you are too modest, you cannot.”

"It's really not, Zhong Li, I, actually I..."

"Okay, okay, I understand, only you know about this matter, and I know that Lord Yan knows, I won't say it."

Zhong Li stretched the corners of her brows, her light smile made Ying quite feel ashamed, Paimon in her arms clapped her hands in praise again and again: "I didn't expect Ying to have the talent to write poetry! Why don't you tell Paimon more along the way? ? That way Paimon won't be boring, for example: Write a poem about my favorite "Princess Boar"?"

"Does little Paimon understand?"

Ying beat her angrily, and Paimon hummed with dissatisfaction on his hips: "Of course I don't understand!"

"...how did you say that so confidently?"

Ying lost her temper completely, Zhong Li smiled on the side, and suddenly interjected:

"A few days ago, the Liyue Poetry Conference was held in the Wanwenji She, and the time was extended until the end of this month. With Ying's level, it would be easy to pass the test. In my opinion, Ying might as well go to meet with various literati, writers and young ladies. last time?"

"I don't have time to attend."

"That's right, Ying has to go to find immortals..."

"Cough cough."

"I see."

Zhong Li nodded with a thoughtful look, Ying was alert for a moment, and if there was a change, he would immediately show the West Wind Sword and dash out of the city gate.

"Just in time, my fellow, I also want to go to Jueyunjian. At Ningguang's request, I will take Qingxinhua from the cliff and dig the stone ore in the deep mine. It coincides with Ying. It's also very good to have friends who I know go on a walk together."

"Condensing light?..."

So you didn't come to arrest me?

Suddenly she heard Ningguang's name bursting out of her mouth, thinking it was a poor dagger, Ying and Paimon silently took a half step back, turned their right wrist, the West Wind Sword was about to appear, and the accumulation of wind elements in the left hand was about to blow out.

A small hurricane to strike first.

Paimon is also ready to take off and escape at any time.

Zhong Li recited his words with a calm air, as if he didn't realize it.

"That's right, Ningguang, Tianquanxing Ningguang. Why, don't you two know each other? Although she is better known than God in Liyue, she won't be forgotten so cleanly."

"No, nothing, I'm just curious about the relationship between Zhong Li and the Lord Ningguang."

Ying quickly dissipated the wind element in her hand, and blinked her big eyes with the same color as Zhong Li, revealing the attitude of a curious baby.

"My relationship with Ningguang? No one has asked me that for a long time."

She looked up at the sky and looked through the buildings of different heights. The point of her eyes seemed to be the floating island floating at a very high place. There was a magnificent palace built there, named Qunyu Pavilion.Ying learned from people chatting at Yujingtai, and since then she has felt even more incredible about Tianquanxing's authority.

It's hard to imagine that the God of Rock does not have a decent palace. How could she have the courage to build such a magnificent palace, relying on expensive floating stones, and it will continue to expand every year.Has the Rock God ever seen someone riding on his head?

It is really hard to understand God's intentions.

The bard, the god of wind, Barbatos, who had been singing all the time, still couldn't understand it.

"My relationship with Ningguang..." Zhong Li retracted his gaze from the floating island, paused, and looked at Ying: "You can think what you want."

"Lily?"

"Um? "

"Cough, you didn't hear anything, let's go to the end of the cloud."

Ying slapped it with a haha, pulled her wrist close to her, and pointed at the city gate: "Miss Zhongli, let's go together."

The relationship between Zhongli and Tianquan must be unusual, maybe... or one of the seven stars?In short, she doesn't seem to know what happened on the Yujing stage. She must follow her out. It should be very easy, right? It's just that Zhong Li didn't move.

"What's the matter, Miss Zhongli?"

Ying looked up at her curiously, her golden eyes fixed on the arm she was holding.

"It's nothing."

Zhong Li shook her head, receiving that strange tenderness, she felt a little subtle in her heart, and it seemed a bit inappropriate to let her go.

What I am using now is not a man's body, otherwise this fellow countryman would not have taken him up so directly.

Fortunately, Ningguang is not there.

She hated the woman who was so close to him, saying that it was "the body of the emperor, except for my condensed light, no one is allowed to have intimate contact with him" or something like that.

Tianquanxing is a bit strange, Yuhengxing is "much better" one by one

It seems that sometimes Xiangling comes to ask for spear skills. That stupid apprentice is good at everything, and the dishes he cooks are delicious. Only spear skills are generally mastered. He is a little too stupid. Every time he gives her new moves,

Xiangling is always not good at learning, so he has to slowly practice four or five times with his hands to be considered a little mastery.

Just once, when I was instructing Xiang Ling like this in my own courtyard, I saw her earlobes were dyed as red as the sunset, and she looked as delicate as a fruit. Yuheng Xing Keqing came to find him from the General Affairs Department, probably to discuss Jueyun with him.

land construction.

(I really can't do anything about her. Although it is her job to manage Liyue's land and construction, she has to expand to the place where the immortals live... I can't give those old friends an explanation.)

Fortunately, Ke Qing only glanced at her, and then turned away silently.

Did nothing happen?

of course not.

After listening to Gan Yu's report, it seems that Ke Qing started working without sleep for seven consecutive days, until he left, she opened her black eyelids and fixed her thick purple eyes on him.

He was about to reprimand her, but when he just walked in front of her, Ke Qing fell directly into his arms, the light breathing lingered in his ears, the itching was very uncomfortable, and he was so angry.

"Miss Zhongli?"

A pair of small hands in front of her eyes pulled her consciousness back from her memory, she lowered her head and smiled and asked, "Why, did you go back on your word and want to go to the Wanwen Collection House to participate in the poetry conference? I heard that the leader's reward is 30 moras .”

"30?! Isn't that a lot of sweet stuffed chicken?!"

Paimon's eyes suddenly lit up, "Ying, let's go to participate!"

But don't forget we're still wanted!

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