Seeker of Teyvat

"Oh, by the way, Master, Lord Wang Daoyi brought you a letter from Inazuma. It's from Yaedo." Ah Xu slapped his head and remembered this. He had been worried about whether Xingqiu would come back, and he almost forgot about it. "The letter is in your study. You can see it when you go back."

"A letter from Yajendo?" The bitterness on Xingqiu's face disappeared, revealing a hint of anticipation. "Could it be that my "Swordsman Record" won a prize?"

Xingqiu suddenly felt that going home was not something that was unacceptable.

Although there are naggings from the elders, there is also good news from Inazuma.

After comforting himself in this way, Xingqiu felt much better: "Okay, I'll go back and read the letter... and rewrite the report!"

After saying that, he also left the gate of Feiyun Chamber of Commerce.

Watching Xingqiu leave, Ah Xu shook his head and said, "I hope the young master is really going back to write a report."

Ah Xu knew Xingqiu too well. If it weren't for the temptation of the letter, Xingqiu would have run away again and would never have returned home.

the other side

After Wang Daoyi left Feiyun Chamber of Commerce,

Walking on the street of Feiyunpo, all the way to Chihuyan,

There are some things that should be told to Xiangling. Although Xiangling must have guessed a lot, or Grandma Ping has also told Xiangling a lot of things, Wang Daoyi still wants to tell Xiangling in person.

All the way to the Manmin Hall,

The business here is still so good. Previously, I and Kuki Shinobu developed a lot of new dishes that are a mixture of Inazuma characteristics and Liyue style.

Many curious diners came to taste the food, which helped Wanmin Tang’s business to reach a new level.

When Wang Dao arrived, the restaurant was already packed with customers, and many people lined up at the food stand next door.

Diners who had been waiting in line for a long time started eating at the snack stalls, which boosted the business of the surrounding snack stalls.

Perhaps this is the drainage effect.

"Oh, Daoyi is here, come and help." When Master Mao saw Wang Daoyi, he naturally called Wang Daoyi for help. In Master Mao's eyes, Wang Daoyi was already a member of Wanmin Hall and a family.

Although this family member disappears every now and then.

"Okay, here we come."

Wang Daoyi did not refuse and went straight to help.

No matter what, Wanmin Hall was the second place he encountered after coming to Liyue. Here he received help from Master Mao, had his own home, met Xiangling, and through Xiangling's introduction, he met Xingqiu and Chongyun, as well as many other friends.

Oh, where was the first meeting place, you ask?

It was an antique shop where he met Zhongli and encountered the biggest turning point in his destiny.

Chapter 343 Xiangling, I am going to ascend to the throne of God

That night,

After a busy day, Wanmin Hall finally became quiet.

Everyone rested, chatted, and ate around the dining table.

"What has Daoyi been busy with recently?" Master Mao asked,

In recent days, he has seen Wang Daoyi less and less. Sometimes, this person disappears for several months.

If Xiangling hadn't kept saying, "Brother Daoyi has his own things to do!" '

Master Mao thought Wang Daoyi had run away.

Hearing Master Mao's inquiry, Wang Daoyi stuffed a piece of Guoba into Guoba's mouth, raised his head and said, "Recently, I have been running around with Inazuma in Xumi, and I went to Mondstad two days ago to meet him. Old friend."

"...You...you should spend more time with Xiangling. You two little ones haven't been together for a long time this year!" Master Mao said with the tone of an experienced person, "Although it is often said that distance makes beauty, that's bullshit. You two little ones should spend more time together so that you can understand each other, don't you understand?"

I heard Master Mao talking about the young couple,

Xiangling's little face turned red, and there was faint steam coming out of her head. She was shy.

Wang Daoyi, however, was shameless and nodded seriously to Master Mao: "Well, I know, in the next few days, I will basically not go out. I will stay at home with Xiang Ling."

In fact, Wang Daoyi, who controls the movement of earth veins,

Even if it is a distant place like the desert and Daozhu, he can go back and forth at will.

He can definitely stay with Xiang Ling at home every day.

"That's good, that's good. There is always no harm in young people cultivating their feelings."

"In another year, you will be old enough to start a family early, and I will be able to have a grandchild early."

"You don't know, that old man Zhang at the dock, his daughter gave birth to a big fat boy. These days, every time I go to the dock to buy fish, he can talk to me for more than half an hour, really..."

"Hmph, when your doll comes, I'll go to the pier to show off too!"

After accepting the reality that Xiaobaicai was taken away, Master Mao seemed to develop in an unexpected direction.

As soon as the call ended, not only did Xiang Ling blush, but even Wang Daoyi was so shocked that he couldn't close his chin.

"Oh, Dad, stop talking, hurry up and eat!" Xiangling's face turned red, her eyes were like spring water, and the shame that seemed to be overflowing could no longer be concealed.

"Oh oh oh, hey hey, eat, eat." Awakened by Xiang Ling's shy scolding, Master Mao finally realized what he had said, hey hey, then lowered his head to eat without saying a word.

Seeing Master Mao lowering his head to eat,

Xiang Ling glanced at Wang Daoyi again, and when she saw the smile in her boyfriend's eyes, the girl couldn't help but feel ashamed again.

Giving the boy a hard look, the girl endured her shyness and lowered her head to pick up some vegetables for the pot, trying to divert her attention.

Being glared at by Xiang Ling's spring-filled eyes, Wang Daoyi's heart skipped a beat, and some long-lost heartbeats reappeared deep in his heart.

This feeling was just like the first time he fell in love with Xiangling. The initial throbbing was always unforgettable.

With a slight smile, Wang Daoyi did not continue the topic, but stretched out his chopsticks and added some food to Xiang Ling.

Xiang Ling, who was feeding Guo Ba, paused for a moment, then a little happiness appeared in her heart.

it is more than words.

After dinner,

Under the eyes-splitting gaze of my old father, Master Mao, who had been urging me just now,

Wang Daoyi hugged Guo Ba shamelessly and followed Xiang Ling to her boudoir.

Master Mao: Brat, I want to hold my grandson, but I don’t want you to enter my daughter’s room today!

Wang Daoyi: Hehehehe.

Speaking of which, this is the second time Wang Daoyi has entered his girlfriend's room.

The first time was when he was injured by the Ice Queen. When he was recovering here,

Xiangling's room is very simple.

One big bed and one small bed, belonging to Xiangling and Guoba respectively.

Then there are the most common configurations, a desk, a wardrobe, a bedside table, and a sink. Apart from these, there are no other decorations.

However, compared to before, there were many more books on the desk that originally only had a few recipes.

Perhaps influenced by Wang Daoyi, Xiang Ling also likes to read when she has free time.

However, most of what she read were exotic recipes or ingredient analysis documents that Wang Daoyi gave to Xiangling.

Putting the rice cake in his arms on the small bed that belonged to it, Wang Dao slumped down on Xiang Ling's big bed, like a disabled person.

Without Master Mao present, Xiangling is no longer so shy.

Wang Daoyi rolled his eyes gently, then picked up the toiletries, fetched some water, and then brushed Guo Ba's teeth and washed his face.

Seeing Guo Ba being held by Xiang Ling in front of the sink like a child, Wang Daoyi couldn't help but smile.

Maybe, the future will be like this,

However, at that time, what Xiang Ling was grabbing was not rice cakes.

Oh... maybe Guoba is an uncle now? Hahaha!

As his thoughts wandered, the smile on Wang Daoyi's face became more... wild.

After Xiangling washed Guoba, she went to change a basin of water, then walked to the bed and wanted to ask Wang Daoyi to wash up too.

Well, she has already acquiesced to Wang Dao spending the night here.

As a result, as soon as he walked to the bed, he saw Wang Dao smiling wildly, with his eyes closed, wondering what he was thinking.

Shaking his head slightly, there was a hint of helplessness in his eyes,

Xiangling reached out and patted Wang Daoyi's arm: "Brother Daoyi, get up and wash up."

Wang Daoyi, who was originally immersed in the fantasy of the future, suddenly woke up.

He looked at Xiangling in front of him,

With a look of affection in his eyes, he hugged Xiang Ling who was still holding a towel.

In Xiangling's unprepared eyes, Wang Daoyi pressed his lips against Xiangling's.

"No~"

Xiangling moved slightly, but soon relaxed, leaning on Wang Daoyi's arms, and couldn't help but wrap her hands around the young man's waist.

Guo Ba covered his eyes on one side and saw a towel falling on the edge of the bed through the gap between his fingers.

The two just hugged each other, feeling each other's heartbeat.

I don't know how long it took, until Wang Daoyi's hand moved up and forward along her back, Xiang Ling realized something, and unconsciously broke away with force.

Feeling Xiang Ling's slight exertion, Wang Daoyi did not force himself and slightly loosened his arms around her, but he still looked at her with a confused and reluctant look in his eyes.

Xiangling was a little embarrassed. Shyness and apology combined into an indescribable emotion. This emotion made Xiangling open her mouth slightly and couldn't help but say: "I'm sorry."

"Huh?" Wang Dao's confusion dissipated at first glance. Although he was still a little reluctant, he was also made to laugh by Xiang Ling's "I'm sorry", "Haha, since I feel sorry, shouldn't I apologize properly?"

Wang Daoyi smiled and then pretended to be angry.

Hearing Wang Daoyi's "angry" words, Xiangling felt anxious. She had struggled just now because Wang Daoyi's hands were not honest at all, so she struggled unnaturally. It was completely a subconscious defensive action of the girl, not because she hated her boyfriend.

Xiang Ling was anxious about being misunderstood by Wang Daoyi. Just as she was about to explain, she saw the sly smile on Wang Daoyi's face and immediately realized that she had been deceived by Wang Daoyi.

The girl's anxiety turned into grievance, and then a hint of sweetness.

"Humph, Brother Daoyi, you are bad!"

Xiangling pushed Wang Daoyi hard on the chest, took a step back, picked up the towel on the edge of the bed, and threw it at Wang Daoyi: "Hurry up, get up and wash up, otherwise, I won't let you sleep in the room!"

After saying that, the girl turned around with a red face and walked towards the bathroom. She had been busy all day and simply washing up was definitely not enough.

After seeing the door closed, Wang Daoyi put away his smile and looked at the empty room with a faint look of loss on his face: "Ah~"

He picked up the towel beside him and walked to the sink to start washing.

Although I know that you can't get anything done in a hurry, I still feel a little disappointed deep down.

……

When Xiangling came back from her bath, she saw a handsome young man half lying on the bed reading a book. The young man was leaning slightly to one side, with his long hair spread out and hanging to one side.

Under the light, Xiangling suddenly seemed to see a... god.

The next moment, the god shattered and turned into the familiar Wang Daoyi, who waved at her.

Wang Daoyi noticed Xiangling's return, put away his special weapon, and the divinity that permeated him dissipated. He raised his head and waved at Xiangling:

"Hmm? You're back. Come here quickly. I have something to tell you."

Xiangling was wearing ordinary home clothes, and her long hair was hanging down like Wang Daoyi's, not tied up. She walked slowly to Wang Daoyi's side, sat on the edge of the bed, tilted her body slightly, and slowly leaned on Wang Daoyi.

With a hint of laziness, Xiangling put her arms around Wang Daoyi's waist and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Did Grandma Ping tell you my identity?"

Wang Daoyi did not answer directly, but asked a question in return.

Xiangling leaned on Wang Daoyi's chest, playing with the boy's hair, and shook her head slightly: "The master chef said that you are a man of great achievements, and asked me to be considerate of you. He didn't tell me anything else."

"Is that so? Then let me tell you my story. Well, let me start from the beginning. I was quite lucky. I met the Emperor when I just returned to Liyue."

“Emperor?” Xiangling’s eyes widened. For the people of Liyue, it was something to be envied if someone said they had met the Emperor.