Genshin Impact: Legend of the Emperor

Keqing looked at Ganyu with concern and asked, "Um, Ganyu, do you want to rest for a few days?"

Thinking of Ganyu's heroic act of rescuing her from the official documents, Keqing gritted her teeth and said, "At worst, you can take a leave and I'll help you finish the work for the next few days."

Ganyu's eyes lit up, and she rushed to Keqing, holding her hand tightly. With a lovely smile on her face, she said, "Aqing, you are so kind!"

"Wood. (づ￣3￣)づ╭?~"

The excited Ganyu kissed Keqing hard, then slipped out of the meeting room, leaving Keqing standing there in a daze with her face as red as a bubble teapot.

Keqing: "Ah Qing~~, hehe (silly smile)."

Unlike Ningguang, who she doesn't get along with, Keqing and Ganyu are good friends with a very good relationship. They have the same hobbies (working overtime), comradeship in fighting together (working overtime together), and common enemies (being asked to work overtime during holidays). Although Keqing has unilaterally regarded Ganyu as her best friend, as an aloof and cold half-immortal, the little coconut sheep Ganyu looks soft and gentle in the eyes of her colleagues, and it is actually very difficult to really get close to Ganyu.

This was the first time Keqing heard Ganyu call her Aqing so intimately!

After smiling foolishly for a long time, under Ningguang's helpless and contemptuous gaze, which was also filled with a hint of jealousy, Keqing finally came to her senses and said, "No, I was deceived by Ganyu."

Ningguang: “Slurp (drink tea), then you will know.”

Looking at Keqing's departing back, Ningguang fell into deep thought.

The power of shadow will subtly influence the mind of those who come into contact with it, and this must be guarded against, but one cannot directly say that one suspects that the immortal may be affected by the power of shadow, as this would be detrimental to Liyue's unity.

Ningguang walked out of the conference room, came to a corner and whispered into the darkness, "Go call Ye Lan."

After a while, Ye Lan pushed open the door of the conference room, chewed Jueyun pepper, put her long legs on the table, and asked casually: "Ningguang, what do you want from me?"

Ningguang looked at Ye Lan, who was standing on her horse with her sword drawn. She was obviously a great beauty but didn't pay attention to her manners. She smiled and said, "Ye Lan, this is the Qun Yu Pavilion. Can't you be a little respectful to me?"

Ye Lan rolled her eyes at Ning Guang and said, "There are only two of us here, who are you pretending for? Aren't you tired of pretending to be the mastermind of Tian Quan Xing all day long?"

Ningguang smiled slightly and said, "You are right, but I can never take off the shackles on my back."

As she spoke, Ningguang lit up her pipe and smoked it happily. This tobacco leaf is made of mint, Qingxin, Nichanghua and other precious flower and herbal spices. The taste is refreshing and can also relieve fatigue. Ningguang is the only one in the whole Liyue who has it.

Smelling the fragrance, Ningguang gradually relaxed and said lazily, "I really miss the free time when I was a kid running barefoot on the beach."

Ye Lan was speechless. She glanced at Ning Guang and threw the last bit of Jueyun pepper into her mouth. She said, "You can also go to the beach and run barefoot now. Who in Liyue dares to stop the noble Lord Tianquanxing?"

"Maybe."

"After Lord Tianquanxing finishes running barefoot on the beach, the sand on that beach will be able to be sold for a high price."

Facing Ye Lan's teasing, Ning Guang was not annoyed at all, but just smiled faintly and said: "What you said makes sense, but unfortunately I don't need that little Mora."

Facing this narcissistic Tianquanxing, Ye Lan was speechless and urged: "You didn't ask me to come here to chat, did you? Tell me what you want to say!"

"I heard that Chef Xiangling of Wanmintang has developed a new dish called: Big Red Lotus Spicy Slime. It sounds like it suits my taste."

Ningguang said slowly, "Please go to the Wangsheng Hall to inform them and ask Lu Changsheng to find a way to develop an instrument that can detect whether a person is affected by the power of shadow."

Ye Lan asked, "Do you suspect that someone from Yujingtai or Qianyan Army has been corrupted by the power of shadow?"

Ningguang smiled and said nothing.

Ye Lan speculated again: "Do you suspect that someone among the Seven Stars is an undercover agent of the Shadow!?"

Ningguang continued to smile without saying anything, but her eyebrows twitched slightly.

Ye Lan was shocked and said, "Do you suspect that the next step of the Shadow is to corrupt the Immortals and plant a bomb in Liyue!?"

"Hiss, you guys are just so dirty when it comes to strategizing!"

“If a lone immortal is really corrupted by the shadow, Liyue will be in danger.”

"I will go to the Hall of Rebirth immediately to inform the Emperor."

Ning Guang: "..."

Watching Ye Lan's departure, Ningguang stroked her forehead. She felt that she didn't have a fever. Why did she have hallucinations?

Are the people around me so fond of imagination? I just suspected that the immortal would be affected when studying the power of shadow, so how could I be considered to have a brilliant plan to bring peace to the world and predict the next plan of shadow?

……

Taking out the ID that Captain Qin showed to Ying and Paimon, the two successfully passed the inspection of the Qianyan Army. Crossing the long wooden arch bridge, the familiar architectural style that came towards them, with a hint of bustle in the prosperity, gave people a feeling of returning home.

Going home, going home.

Ying stared with curious eyes at the vendors hawking their wares around her, looking very cute.

Paimon was wandering around like a floating spirit, flying to the snack stand, and then flying back with a whoosh. She used her own small treasury to buy a lot of delicious snacks. Fortunately, she remembered to share them with Ying.

Ying looked at the snack bag that Paimeng was holding, which was taller than her, and helplessly held her forehead: "There are so many, can you finish them?"

Paimeng pulled out a skewer of kebab from the bag and stuffed it into Ying's hand, grinning and saying, "Ying, don't underestimate my appetite. These are just snacks before meals. We'll have a big meal when we find Xiangling later."

Ying put the fragrant, sizzling skewer in her hand into her mouth. The fat and lean pork belly was sprinkled with cumin and chili powder. The aroma collided on the tip of the tongue after one bite, which made people's appetite surge and their eyes shine.

Ying couldn't help but sigh: "It's really worthy of Liyue. Even a roadside barbecue stall has such delicious craftsmanship."

"Paimon, give me some more."

Ever since Paimeng obtained the small pistol from Lu Ming, he has been able to help Ying defeat some enemies in battle. Ying will naturally not be stingy with rewarding Paimeng for his efforts in helping him, so Paimeng's small treasury has expanded rapidly.

The two of them ate snacks bought from a roadside stall while admiring the scenery of Liyue.

Ying: "Paimon, didn't you say you were going to look for Xiangling and the others? Do you know the location of Wanmin Hall?"

Paimon covered the star-shaped hair ornament on his head and thought: "Hmm..."

"Since we are in Liyue, let's go ask the locals."

"The Wanmin Hall is so famous in Liyue, someone must know its location."

Asking for directions...

Liyue passerby: "You don't look like locals, do you? This year's Summoning Immortals Ceremony is still two months away. If you want to visit Liyue's Summoning Immortals Ceremony, you will have to wait a long time."

"What? I wanted to ask how to get to Wanmin Hall. Excuse me."

"Just walk straight along this street, turn a corner, and cross a bridge, and you will see the Church of All Peoples."

After thanking the enthusiastic passerby, Ying curiously asked Paimon what the ritual of summoning the immortals that had just been mentioned was.

Paimon: "The Summoning Ceremony is, um... the time when the god of Liyue, Morax, descends upon Liyue once a year to provide guidance to the people of Liyue. If you want to see the majesty of this rock god, the Summoning Ceremony is a great opportunity not to be missed."

“It is said that a large number of foreign tourists come to Liyue every year just to see the style of the Geo King.”

"After all, for most ordinary people, gods are difficult to contact."

Ying nodded, expressing understanding.

Ying: "I understand this. For example, Mond has not appeared in front of the people of Mond for hundreds of years. Who could have guessed that the drunkard bard in the tavern would be the dignified God of Wind."

"Will the Rock God of Liyue transform into a mortal like Venti and live among the people?"

Paimon scratched his head and said in distress, "This is beyond the knowledge of the tour guide. But since Wendy said that he and Yan Shen are very good friends, they should have similar hobbies."

“Perhaps a Liyue person who passed by us is the incarnation of the Geo King.”

While chatting, the two were looking for the location of Wanmin Hall. With the help of enthusiastic passers-by, they soon found Wanmin Hall and Xiangling.

Paimeng looked at the Wanmin Hall filled with guests and couldn't help but sigh, "Ying, Xiangling's business is booming!"

It was now nearly dinner time, and Wanmin Hall was filled with guests. Xiangling was walking through the crowd with rice crusts in her hands, holding plates in her left and right hands, and even two plates on her head, serving delicious food to the hungry guests.

Guoba was twisting and turning as he moved through the crowd, delivering the food while dodging the outstretched hands of the young ladies.

(Guoba: I am a little bear with a home, you can’t just touch me.)

Seeing this, Paimeng hesitated and said, "Ying, Xiangling looks a bit busy. Let's go find her later."

Ying put her hands on her hips and said, "Why leave? This is a good opportunity to help Xiangling."

Then Ying shouted in the direction of Xiangling: "Xiangling, Guoba, over here!"

Xiangling looked up and was surprised to find that her two friends had come to Liyue. Guoba also waved happily and greeted them.

After Xiangling handed the dishes to the guests, she ran over and asked in surprise, "Ying, and little Paimeng, why are you here?"

Paimon replied: "Ying and I came to Liyue to look for Yuan..., to find my brother! We didn't come to Liyue to look for the raw stone!"

Ying squinted at Paimeng and held her forehead helplessly: "You~"

Xiangling smiled awkwardly. She knew how crazy this friend she met in Mond was about rough stones.

At this moment, Master Mao's voice came from Wanmin Hall.

Chef Mao: "Xiangling, where have you been? The guests' dishes haven't been served yet!"

Xiangling chuckled, stuck out her tongue and said, "Ying, Xiao Paimeng, I'm a little busy here, you guys take a break first, and when the guests leave, I'll let you try my new dish: Big Red Lotus Spicy Fire Slime!"

Ying grabbed Xiangling's hand and said, "Paimeng and I don't have anything to do anyway, so why not help you? Don't look at Paimeng as small, he is very capable in serving tea and water."

Paimon also nodded proudly. With her small stature and ability to fly, she could move freely among the crowd. She was simply a natural waiter!

With the help of Ying and Paimeng, Xiangling and Master Mao felt much more relaxed and even had some time to rest.

To be a good chef, you must have a good body. The entire Wanmintang is made up of only two people, Chef Mao and Xiangling, plus the mascot Guoba, who take care of all the work in the restaurant. In addition, Wanmintang's business is booming, and if you don't have a good body, you would have collapsed from exhaustion long ago.

After two hours of hard work, we finally saw off the last guest.

Master Mao immediately hung a "Temporarily Closed" sign on the door of Wanmin Hall.

Xiangling asked, "Dad, aren't we closed this afternoon?"

Master Mao said with a smile: "Your two friends are here to play with you. We will close for a while this afternoon and take your friends to have some fun in Liyue."

Xiangling said excitedly, "That's great, Ying, Paimeng, you guys have been busy for so long and haven't eaten yet, I'll go cook a dish I just developed for you to try."

As she said that, Xiangling excitedly rushed into the kitchen holding the rice crust.

"Cooker, spit fire!"

At this time, Master Mao tiptoed to Ying and Paimeng and said, "Two travelers, please tell Xiangling that I'm going fishing. You don't need to save any food for me tonight."

After saying this, Master Mao slipped away so quickly that neither of them had time to react.

Ying stroked his chin, thought for a moment and said, "Paimon, I have a bad feeling."

……

Ying and Paimon sat at the dining table, feeling uneasy like ants on a hot pan.

Looking at the "creative" delicacies in front of her, Ying swallowed nervously.

Big Red Lotus Spicy Fire Slime, Ice Slime Mushroom, Salted Sweet Flower...

Just by smelling it, Ying felt her taste buds wailing.

Ying and Paimeng suddenly became humble.

Ying: "Paimon, don't you like slime dishes the most? You gave Xiangling a lot of suggestions on how to cook with slime? Don't you want to try it? Eat it, eat it quickly!"

Paimon covered his mouth and refused: "Ying, we are best friends, we should share the joys and sorrows together!"

“Hey, hey, the chicken soup is here!!!”

Xiangling brought a bowl of strangely colored chicken soup and placed it in the middle of a pile of strange dishes. She introduced it as follows: "Chicken soup stewed with Qiuqiu people's wooden sticks. Please enjoy!"

Oh, this dish is even more special. I’m afraid you’ll have to send it away after drinking it.

Xiangling looked at Ying and Paimeng expectantly, and urged them, "Hurry up and try it, my dear friends. This is a delicious dish that took a long time to make. You will definitely like it."

Ying and Paimon: "..."

Seeing Xiangling's expectant eyes, Ying and Paimeng couldn't bear to refuse. But then they looked at the bubbling colorful chicken soup again, would it really not make you hungry if they drank it?

Just when Ying and Paimeng were in despair, a voice from afar sounded like heavenly music:

"Xiang Ling is making a new dish again. It seems I came at the right time."