Genshin Impact: The traitor doesn't even let his senior sister go

Then, he hesitated for a moment and asked curiously, "Emperor, I heard that you and Lord Guizhong had a..."

Before he could finish, Zhongli interrupted him immediately, "No, we are just friends."

Song Yinjian smiled mysteriously upon hearing this, "Emperor, you don't need to explain, I understand~"

Zhongli said expressionlessly, "Boss Song, your cultivation has improved a lot recently. Are you planning to spar with me?"

Song Yinjian didn't dare to compete with him. He waved his hands to refuse and said that he would never mention the relationship between him and Gui Zhong again.

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The next morning.

In the soft light of morning, Ganyu walked briskly and gracefully towards the direction of the immortal rituals.

Soon, she walked into the courtyard of the immortal rituals.

As soon as I entered, what caught my eye was a table of delicious breakfast, and Song Yinjian was standing beside it, looking at me with a smile on his face.

"Senior sister, long time no see."

"Ah."

Then, she and Song Yinjian enjoyed breakfast together in this warm atmosphere.

After breakfast, the two of them walked out of the immortal rituals and headed for Yujingtai.

Song Yinjian looked at Gan Yu's beautiful face, and an idea came to his mind. He stepped forward and held her soft and boneless hand.

In an instant, Gan Yu's body froze. She had never expected Song Yinjian to suddenly do such a thing, and she was a little at a loss for a moment.

Her cheeks quickly turned a light blush, like the clouds in the sky, beautiful and charming.

She opened her lips slightly, and said with a trembling voice, "Junior brother, why did you suddenly hold my hand?"

Song Yinjian said confidently, "You are my dear senior sister. What's wrong with holding hands? Senior sister, are you disgusted with me?"

Upon hearing this, Gan Yu quickly explained, "Junior Brother, I don't dislike you. It's just that this... isn't appropriate!"

Song Yinjian said firmly, "Master once said that brothers and sisters should love and care for each other. Holding hands can bring us closer together."

Ganyu thought about it and couldn't find any reason to refute, so she let him hold her hand.

A moment later, the two arrived in front of Yujing Terrace.

Song Yinjian took the initiative to let go of his hand. If his master saw this, he might be "cleaned up".

This kind of thing has to be done step by step.

Soon, Song Yinjian walked into the Seven Star Conference Room of Yuehai Pavilion with steady steps.

At this moment, except for Kaiyang who had an empty seat, the other seven stars had all arrived. Everyone turned their eyes to him and then stood up from their seats.

Song Yinjian's expression straightened, and he strode forward with his head held high. There seemed to be a dragon flowing in his eyes, and his whole body exuded the noble aura of an emperor.

At this moment, all seven stars had a feeling that Song Yinjian in front of them was the Rock King Emperor himself.

Song Yinjian showed a gentle smile on his face, and that smile was like a spring breeze, instantly easing the slightly tense atmosphere. "Everyone, please take a seat. Let's start the meeting!"

After he finished speaking, his aura disappeared, and the emperor-like majesty he had just displayed instantly faded away, and he turned back into the friendly and casual immortal disciple he usually was.

Xianyun's expression was a little complicated. She knew very well where that feeling came from.

The Emperor handed the Immortal Ancestor's Transfiguration to Song Yinjian, which actually determined his identity as the next Emperor of Liyue.

In a sense, although he is his disciple, his status is higher than his.

The gap between the two no longer seemed unbridgeable.

After the meeting began, Song Yinjian spoke directly and loudly: "With the rapid development of Liyue, the current backward infrastructure has become an obstacle to Liyue's development.

So, I plan to carry out large-scale infrastructure construction."

After the words were spoken, everyone present looked a little confused.

Seeing this, Song Yinjian quickly explained to everyone the meaning and significance of infrastructure.

Keqing asked excitedly, "Advisor Song, what are you going to do?"

As the person in charge of construction, she naturally pays great attention to infrastructure.

Song Yinjian stated clearly: "Regarding infrastructure, I have made a three-step plan.

First, build a new railway within Liyue and expand the existing road at the same time..."

Everyone present listened to his endless narration very seriously, with complete concentration, just like students who were listening attentively to a lecture.

Xianyun looked at his high-spirited traitor, who seemed to be emitting a dazzling light at this moment.

Chapter 145 Young Grass Eats Old Cow

The Seven Star Conference lasted from morning till late at night before it came to an end.

Most of the time, Song Yinjian was talking incessantly, while the others were taking notes in their notebooks with pens.

His advanced concepts and novel ideas impressed everyone present.

After the meeting, Song Yinjian quickly stood up, followed Xianyun's departing footsteps, and walked side by side with her.

In the dead of night in autumn, the biting cold wind was like an icy blade, blowing through the streets, making a whistling sound.

There were almost no people on the deserted streets, only a few lonely fallen leaves rolling on the ground in the wind.

After walking for a while, Xianyun suddenly broke the silence and said, "Yinjian, if you were not my disciple, you would definitely be able to achieve such an achievement."

Song Yinjian was stunned for a moment, then said without hesitation: "No, if Master hadn't saved me and accepted me as his disciple, I would never have achieved such success."

"However, I am only here to help you embark on the path of cultivation. I can't be of much help in other aspects." Xianyun said frankly.

Song Yinjian suddenly stopped and his expression became serious.

He looked directly into her eyes firmly, not hiding the fervent love in his heart, "Master, for me, without you and Senior Sister, everything I have done would be meaningless."

Xianyun didn't dare to look him in the eye again, and quickly turned his head away, sneering, "You're just a traitor with a smooth tongue!"

Although the words were filled with a hint of blame, they were no longer as harsh as before. Instead, they revealed a hint of shyness and coquettishness.

After saying that, she quickened her pace and walked forward, as if trying to escape from the atmosphere that made her a little panicked.

Seeing this, Song Yinjian hurriedly followed.

After walking for a while, the sweet aroma of roasted sweet potatoes drifted over from the quiet street. When I passed by a vendor selling roasted sweet potatoes, the tempting smell of the roasted sweet potatoes became even stronger.

Song Yinjian paused for a moment, then said quickly, "Master, wait a moment, I'll go buy two sweet potatoes."

Without waiting for Xianyun to speak, he quickly walked towards the vendor.

Soon, he came back with two hot sweet potatoes, carefully peeled off the wrinkled skin, and handed them to Xianyun.

Xianyun hesitated for a moment, but still reached out to take the sweet potato and took a light bite.

The warm, sweet and soft taste instantly spreads in the mouth, dispelling the coldness of the night.

The two of them ate as they walked, the aroma of sweet potatoes lingering around them, adding a bit of warmth to the quiet night road.

As I walked, I unknowingly arrived at the courtyard where Xianyun lived, and I had just finished eating the sweet potatoes.

"Master, see you tomorrow!" Song Yinjian smiled and waved to Xianyun, saying goodbye and leaving.

Xianyun stood at the door, watching his cheerful figure leave, and couldn't help but smile slightly. In the few days after his wife left, Song Yinjian came here every day.

Although the two of them talked about almost all work and had nothing to do with romance.

But in these seemingly ordinary exchanges, the distance between them is getting closer and closer, and the snow mountain called "generation" that originally stood between them is gradually melting.

After discussing work matters, Song Yinjian did not continue to go to Xianyun, but was busy with the ceremony of sending off the immortals by the five Yakshas.

He knew very well that the most important thing for him at the moment was to quickly improve his own cultivation, otherwise, he, a young grass, would not be able to chew the old cow.

Soon, the news that the immortal family was holding a ceremony to send off the five Yakshas spread throughout Liyue.

Everyone in the streets and alleys was talking about this matter, and all the people in Liyue were looking forward to it excitedly, as if they were looking forward to a grand festival.

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Mondstadt.

The autumn wind is like a gentle messenger, carrying a faint fruity fragrance, blowing through every corner of the city, and finally coming to the windmill, blowing the blades to slowly rotate.

A blonde woman in a plain white dress walked slowly and gracefully under the windmill.

Her skirt swayed gently with her steps, like a flower blooming in the wind.

She stood there, slightly raised her head, and looked up at the windmill, her eyes full of reminiscence.

I used to stand here often, soothing the knight's worries with my sweet singing.

Whenever the song sounded, the knight's tense nerves relaxed and he smiled easily.

Later, during that disaster, the knight sacrificed himself for Mondstadt, and she, in extreme pain, turned into the Burning Witch who resented everything.

Looking back, if I were myself now, I probably wouldn’t make that choice.

Maybe it was because the knight loved the land of Mondstadt more than himself, or maybe it was that guy.

Thinking of him, she couldn't help but spit inwardly, and a look of anger appeared on her face.

On the surface, he is a modest gentleman, a kind and benevolent disciple of the immortal family, but in fact he is a philandering pervert. Every time he is with me, his eyes mostly fall on my snow-white softness.

The woman chuckled, then turned around and found the bard Wendy looking at her in surprise.

His eyes widened, as if he had seen something incredible, and he blurted out, "Rosalin, you haven't burned out yet?"

Rosalyn's face turned cold when she heard this. "Green hamster, do you want to be slapped again?"

Wendy corrected seriously, "It's a mouse, not a hamster. Uh... I'm not a mouse either."

Rosalyn didn't want to pay attention to him, she turned around again and was about to leave.

At this moment, Wendy's voice came from behind, carried by the wind, "Rosaline, let the wind take away all the past! Move forward and don't look back."

Rosalyn paused, her heart seemed to be struck by something, and she trembled slightly. Then she took a deep breath and continued to walk forward without stopping or looking back.

Let the wind take away the past!

I should start a new life.

Wendy stood there with a thoughtful look on his face. He couldn't understand why Rosaline's predetermined fate would change.

However, he was a free-spirited person, and he held the life attitude of "don't think about things that you can't figure out", so he quickly put the doubts behind him and walked towards the Dawn Tavern with a cheerful pace.

While drinking, I heard from fellow drinkers that Liyue is about to hold a grand ceremony to send off the immortals, and many benefits will be given out on the spot.

Wendy was immediately attracted by this. He loved free things and lively events, so he would not miss such a grand event.

Besides, he hasn't seen the old man for a long time.

Chapter 146 The Immortals and Five Yakshas Send the Immortals to the Ceremony

At dawn, the sky was still a little dim.

But at this time, the streets of Liyue Harbor were already crowded with people and extremely bustling.

Among the crowded crowd, Lei Dianying's graceful figure is very conspicuous.

She had a stern face, deep and bright eyes, exuding majesty and noble temperament. The people around her subconsciously kept a certain distance from her.

Her expression was a little complicated at this moment.

Before coming to Liyue, she had thought that Inazuma was only slightly inferior to Liyue.

However, after staying in Liyue for some time, she realized a reality: no matter which aspect, there was a huge gap between the two.

However, before the Kanreya catastrophe, the gap between the two was not so big.

The words Song Yinjian had said emerged in his mind again, and he gradually understood.

She quickened her pace, and soon she saw the ceremonial team ahead.

Xiao was seen walking alone to the front of the team, his stern face filled with sadness and nostalgia.

In his hand he held a photo of Fushe, Fanan, Mi Nu and Ying Da.

Everyone in the photo is smiling or looking carefree. The beauty of the past is captured in this photo, but now he is the only one left to carry these memories.