The daily life of a sickly girl in Liyue Port

In the Heyu Teahouse, warm-colored lights were on, and the only sound in the elegant and quiet room was the sound of books being turned over.

In the private room, Zhongli was sitting on a chair, and opposite Zhongli was Yun Jin.

"Sir, the advice you gave me has benefited me a lot. I really don't know how to thank you." Yun Jin saw Zhong Li closing the letter, and she also put down the book in her hand and said to Zhong Li in front of her, her tone full of emotion. It's admiration.

"Mr. Yun is polite and listens to suggestions. No wonder Mr. Yun's plays are getting better and better." Zhong Li nodded lightly.

"No, no. Although I am young, I am also a bit arrogant, but I can't listen to everything. Only the gentleman who is very knowledgeable can convince me."

Yun Jin was somewhat arrogant. She was able to serve as the head of the Yunhan Club at a young age. As a famous actor in Liyue opera, she was respectfully called Mr. Yun. She could not listen to everyone's suggestions.

The main thing is that Zhongli in front of her is knowledgeable and knowledgeable. The advice he gives her can make her enlightened and her mind can open up at once.

"Mr. Yun is young and promising, and it's good to be arrogant. Sometimes it's not good to be too humble. By the way, Mr. Yun, what do you think of the novel in front of you?"

Arrogance is inevitable in the hearts of people who are successful, wealthy, powerful, etc. Sometimes some arrogance is not a bad thing.

However, if you are too arrogant, you may be unable to recover if you encounter setbacks.

"It's a good work, but it's a pity that all Qianxue writes are tragedies. Although reality often ends in tragedy, in the virtual world, the pursuit of beauty is sometimes hard to come by."

Yun Jin's slender jade-like fingers gently touched the cover of the book. The smiles on the faces of the boy and girl on it were genuine, but the ending was destined not to be a happy one.

"It's really good. It's a good product worth reading. It makes people look forward to the content of the next volume. It's late, so I'll say goodbye."

Zhongli stood up from the chair. The moonlight outside the window remained unchanged. Even though Zhongli had experienced a lot of time, the full moon was always as bright as his first memory.

"Well, goodbye, sir. With your advice, I will bring you a higher-quality opera next time."

Yun Jin also stood up after Zhongli. She benefited a lot from being able to meet with Zhongli today.

"With Mr. Yun's strength, that day will surely come soon."

"Then let me borrow Mr. Jin's blessing." Yun Jin said with a smile.

The door of the private room was closed, and Yun Jin sat on the chair again, lowering her head to read the novel on the table, and Yun Jin's eyes lit up with tiny lights.

"Qianxue..."

When Zhongli walked out of the Heyu Teahouse, he bumped into a group of people, including a few familiar faces. Zhongli had seen them in the Three Bowls but not the harbor and the tavern. They were all people who liked to read novels and relax.

What happened to such a large-scale mobilization of troops?

Zhongli was a little confused, so he decided to follow them and take a look. He followed the crowd and not far away, the crowd stopped. A golden light flashed in Zhongli's eyes.

Seeing everyone gathered around the drunk man, they began to verbally criticize the drunk man.

After listening for a while, Zhong Li had a helpless smile on his lips, turned around and left, often walking to Shengtang. It was just a joke. After eating all Guyun Pavilion, he really knew how to talk.

"Hey, don't you think that person just now looks familiar?"

"I know, I know. It is said that the guest at the Hall of Purity is knowledgeable, but his behavior is low-key. Few people know about him. Brother, I still have some ways to know him."

"Oh yeah, I just saw him drinking alone a lot, but I didn't expect him to be such a powerful person?"

"Hey, you don't understand. Strong people always have a sad past. Drinking alone is just to remember old friends."

"is it?"

That person was a little doubtful, couldn't he just like drinking alone?

But seeing the determination on his companion's face, he silently suppressed his doubts.

"Of course it is. That kind of temperament cannot be imitated by ordinary people."

Most of the people who were left behind came to join in the fun. The night wind blew through their bodies, blowing away some of the drunkenness in their hearts. Their rationality returned and they dissipated in a short time.

In the Hall of Rebirth, Qianxue was lying on the bed with messy clothes, her tied ponytail had long been untied, and there were tears in the corners of her eyes. Nothing bad had happened.

It was simply being tickled by Hu Tao, with tears of laughter in the corners of the eyes, red lips slightly opened, a blush on the cheeks, and a slight gasping sound, which was a bit astringent.

Hu Tao had already fled the scene after finishing. After Qianxue calmed down her heartbeat, she sat up and straightened her clothes. Looking at her own divine eyes, Qianxue felt a little dazed.

She herself didn't know where her God's Eye came from. Her fingers gently rubbed the surface of the God's Eye, and a chill spread from her fingertips.

The Eye of God emitted a light blue light, and cold air filled the room. Qianxue's mind moved, and an ice cone condensed in the air, which was much larger than before.

Qianxue's eyes lit up, and she stretched out her hand to hold the ice pick. The coldness spread all over her body from the palm of her hand. Qianxue couldn't help but shudder. It was really freezing.

She has always kept Zhongli's words in mind. Using her mental power to activate the Eye of God is something she has to do almost every day. Although it can be activated for a short time, fortunately it is not in vain.

After a moment of mental trance, the light of the Eye of God flickered, and soon the elemental power that filled the room dissipated. Qianxue shook her head, feeling a little complacent.

After a short rest, Qianxue sat cross-legged in front of the bed, looking at the night sky of Teyvat, and gradually fell into a trance. The night sky, like a bright mirror, was always an existence that was difficult for people to touch.

The false sky was a foreshadowing laid by Qianxue while playing the game. Before the foreshadowing could unfold, Qianxue traveled to Teyvat.

The sky seems to never change.

Always the same, no matter how many times Qianxue looked at the stars, what reflected in her eyes was still the same scenery.

The starry sky was uniform, and Qianxue was a little tired of looking at it. However, before Qianxue could look away, countless meteors flashed across the sky, and Qianxue's eyes widened slightly.

The meteor clusters falling from the sky made Qianxue's thoughts gradually drift away. The visible blue flashes across her sky were very similar to the way she looked when she drew cards in her previous life.

Qianxue knew in her heart that the dying stars that had not yet returned were about to begin. The meteor cluster that affected Liyue and Mondstadt was someone's destiny. She remembered what Mona said at the time.

The "Fate Star" on the "Zone of Fate" is a star that really exists deep in the sky, and is not something that only exists in concepts.

The Seat of Fate, everyone in Teyvat has their own Seat of Fate, and each person has a different representative image. What Qianxue cares about is what her own Seat of Fate is, or that she does not have a Seat of Fate.