Didn't you go to Teyvat to earn money to support me?

Shen Liang didn't quite understand this advanced concept; he had never even eaten a cream puff.

With no one around, Shen Liang jumped off the bed, stretched out his arms, and let Mistelin put the straitjacket on him. Then he opened the coffin lid and took a routine look at the "corpse" inside.

The stunningly beautiful white-haired woman lay silently in the cold, deep-sea dragon lizard silk coffin. The coffin continued to emit freezing air, but Mistelin's body seemed oblivious to the minus fifty-degree cold, her complexion remaining rosy. Shen Liang even touched it, and the temperature felt warmer than inside the coffin.

"Speaking of which, do you think I'm prettier now, or is my physical body prettier?" Mistelin leaned against the coffin with her arms crossed, watching the boy wiping the corpse, and suddenly asked a question about death.

"The physical body." Shen Liang replied without hesitation.

Chapter Thirty-Nine: So far, only the protagonist is happy.

Mistelin withdrew her gesture of sharing half the apple with him and took a rather unpleasant bite herself.

"You actually prefer a cold, lifeless corpse to me, alive and well, standing right in front of you?"

"I don't know why, but I always feel that Sister Yu Tu looks several times more beautiful when she's sleeping peacefully than when she's talking a lot." Shen Liang lifted the woman's slender and shapely right leg from inside the coffin. Although she was sleeping in the coffin, she was dressed meticulously. Her exquisitely made white stockings were trimmed with gold, and her holy nun's gown was embroidered with the emblem of the Shaniat family. Her pure white veil covered half of her face, but her incomparably beautiful face could still be seen through the veil.

Mistelin had to admit that even though the appearances were exactly the same... the holiness, benevolence, and exquisite beauty displayed by the woman in the coffin seemed beyond her reach.

Shen Liang removed Mistelin's stockings and gently pinched and kneaded her toes one by one. Then he massaged her small, fair ankles, his warm hands covering her cool skin.

This is to relax muscles and improve blood circulation.

The body in the coffin wasn't truly dead, so Shen Liang needed to give her a full-body massage every so often to prevent her from stiffening. He had actually honed his massage skills on this very body, although this esteemed guest, who had received the most massages from the Inazuma Little Demon Goddess herself, wouldn't respond to the boy's massage techniques.

"Speaking of which, when I pressed here, did you feel anything?" Shen Liang's knuckles dug deep into Mistelin's calf, squeezing hard. "A normal person would cramp up."

“I don’t feel anything.” Mistelin glanced at “herself” inside the coffin and shrugged. “I’ve long since lost contact with my physical body.”

"What a pity, I was going to tickle the soles of your feet."

"You ask me this every year, do you just want to tickle my feet?" Mistelin kicked him, the slender heels of her boots making his chest ache.

"If you start to feel something, doesn't that mean you're about to wake up?"

The white-haired young woman's eyes darted around, then she glanced at "herself" in the coffin again. "Baby, what's the main reason you want me to wake up?"

"Do I need a reason to wake up, Sister Yu Tu? If she wakes up, we can play together. If she doesn't wake up, well, that also proves that you are indeed my hysteria, and that my mental illness can also be proven."

"You just want to hang out together, nothing more?"

"What are other ideas?"

“For example… do you want to develop a closer relationship with me?” Mistelin remembered Shen Liang’s common sense flaw and added, “I mean, do you want to turn me into someone like your Aunt Zhaigong or Aunt Chiyo?”

"more specific."

"We can kiss and hug every day, sleep in the same bed, say good morning to each other in the morning, go out hand in hand and stroll around, and have several daughters who will call you Dad in the future?"

"Then haven't we basically achieved that?"

Mistelin scratched her white hair, thought about it in confusion, and realized it was indeed true. She could indeed be with Shen Liang every moment, sleeping in the same bed at night, kissing and hugging without a care in the world, since no one else could see.

“What if, after I am resurrected, my physical body… can’t do these things with you?” Mistelin whispered. “For example, as a ghost, I can do these things without any pressure, but as a human, I’m not so willing… You certainly wouldn’t accept that. Thinking about it carefully, I don’t really want to be resurrected. After I am resurrected, we probably can’t continue to be this… intimate.”

"why?"

“Because… after the revival, I’ll probably be shy. I’ll… feel like I can’t be too intimate with a little boy like you. Anyway, I’m a very awkward person, so don’t worry about it!” Mistelin whispered. “You can think of me as a completely different person after the revival. If that’s the case, would you still want to revive me?”

"What nonsense! Why are you always thinking about all this random things, Sister Yu Tu?" Shen Liang pouted. "How could I possibly become a different person?"

"What if it absolutely has to change?"

"Well, I don't like you holding me while I sleep anyway. I'd be happy if you stayed away from me." Shen Liang struggled to lift Mistelin's body out of the coffin, unbuttoned the top of her nun's dress, and then used his hands to channel the healing power into her slender waist, applying acupressure little by little to transmit the healing power into her until her lower abdomen gradually filled with warmth and her cool, smooth skin became warm. Only then did he stop and continue to warm her back.

Mistelin looked intently at the boy's warm yet cold corpse, finally shaking her head and suppressing the urge to ask further questions.

“However, if I had a physical body, there would indeed be one advantage,” Mistelin suddenly said.

"Ok?"

“Miss Fox Palace has read that book, ‘The Book of Yin and Yang Harmony,’ to me many times, and I have witnessed how it was performed each time. But I have no physical body, and a mere ghost cannot possibly calm your boiling holy blood.” Mistelin’s face was slightly flushed. “So, although I understand, it’s meaningless.”

Shen Liang then finished all the steps of massaging and wiping the body, wiped his sweat, closed the coffin lid, and looked expectantly at Mistelin, "Then it's okay if it's not used to calm the holy blood. Can Sister Yu Tu usually do this for me?"

Mistelin nearly spat out her tea, then glared at him fiercely and resolutely: "How could that be! Don't even think about it!"

"Ah, why? Aunt Zhaigong likes it a lot too. Even if we don't have to do anything serious, why not do something that makes everyone happy?" Shen Liang jumped back onto the bed, hugged Mistelin's thigh encased in her boots and shook it, blinking her bright red eyes, "I want Sister Yu Tu!"

"Only you would be happy, okay! Apart from those Inazuma youkai who unconditionally tolerate you, who would like someone who has no dignity... Tch! Honey, you're so spoiled!"

"Hmm? Just me? Then what's the way for everyone to be happy?" Shen Liang, being a sensible child, asked curiously right away.

“That method…” Mistelin was about to retort, “That method has obviously been blocked by your mother,” but she hesitated for a moment, feeling that letting Shen Liang know too much now… was too dangerous.

He was already utterly lacking in common sense; the epitome of a natural scumbag. And this was before he even understood how to truly embark on his scumbag journey. None of his many concubines had taught him how to truly pluck the forbidden fruit, probably not only out of fear of the lightning's true wrath, but also out of concern that once he tasted the forbidden fruit, he would be completely out of control. Mistelin felt she couldn't be the one to push him along; it was best to let him maintain at least a modicum of purity, one day at a time.

Sometimes Mistelin was really confused about how this child could connect "purity" and "sea king" so seamlessly. Was this the fate of the Shaniat family? Even if a bastard son of a pure white family came out, he still gave people a pure and innocent feeling.

Just then, the pink-haired little god suddenly pushed open the door, "Dear brother, we've arrived at Liyue Harbor, let's get ready to disembark."

Then she smiled and bowed slightly towards the empty room, "Sister Yu Tu, please get off the ship quickly."

Chapter Forty: First Encounter with Rosalyn Cruzsica Loehafat

For Shen Liang, this was the first time he had set foot on such a distant and unfamiliar land.

Although he had never been to Liyue, having lived in the castle tower for so long, chatting and joking with the maids, the Oozei, and the familiar youkai, he had gleaned from the longing in their voices what a prosperous country Liyue must be. Essentially, Inazuma and Liyue share many cultural similarities; their literary works are even mutually understandable.

However, when Raiden Shin taught him about his master's laziness, he said that Inazuma admired wabi-sabi and pursued a beauty as serene as snow. Liyue, on the other hand, is a country where thousands of ships sail and merchants gather. It is all-encompassing and naturally admires abundance and vastness. Everything in the land of Liyue is as magnificent and dazzling as gold.

As people say, it's the difference between being aloof and being bustling.

The large ship docked at Liyue Harbor. Shen Liang stood on the deck, looking at the entire Liyue Harbor built against the mountain—he finally understood why Liyue's capital was not called Liyue City, but Liyue Harbor.

The entire city is a super-large port. The entire eastern part of the city is a deep-water harbor along the coast, filled with ships of all shapes and sizes. In the distance, other large ships are slowly approaching. This is the largest commercial port of the seven kingdoms. The sound of ship horns is deafening. Water officials on the dock shout slogans to direct different ships into the port. Countless merchants have already set up temporary stalls on the dock to vie for the first customers. The shops that customers have to walk through to leave the dock after disembarking stretch for a full three hundred meters.

Shen Liang looked at the ships filling the harbor, his eyes filled with shock and excitement.

“There must be over a hundred ships docked here.” Yae no Miko lightly jumped onto his shoulder, her fox-like fur wrapping around Shen Liang’s neck like a pink fur scarf. She rarely showed surprise in her words. “There are more large ships here than twenty meters long than all of our Inazuma ships combined. This number is truly terrifying.”

Inazuma is a maritime nation, an island nation, yet its ships and ports are far smaller than those of the mainland nation of Liyue. Although I already knew this fact, seeing it in person still makes me somewhat sad.

Shen Liang was still watching when Ying Da and Fanan pushed him from behind and made him jump off the dock.

"Stop looking, stop looking. There are so many ships these days, partly because it's the start of the school year. Both old and new students from Jigong are coming. Every year, Jigong enrolls tens of thousands of students, both immortals and mortals are included, and we don't discriminate against overseas students. We teach without discrimination." Yingda put his arm around Shen Liang's shoulder, then gently rubbed the little fox, grinning as he said, "Liang'er is one of those overseas students."

Misled by the rumors, she still believed Shen Liang was a girl, even though the general and the divine child were calling him "brother" so enthusiastically. This made Shen Liang worry about what would happen if he was assigned to the girls' dormitory.

At this time, Fa Nan also contacted Qianyan Army, who was in charge of receiving them. Because of the unforeseen events that had occurred on the way, a special route had been planned for Shen Liang's arrival at the port. Shen Liang and his party were led for a while and then saw that the square outside the port was bustling with people. Most of them were young and were holding banners.

The banner, written in Liyue script, bore dozens of slogans such as "Law Academy," "Business Academy," "Etiquette and Music Academy," "Mathematics Academy," "Physics Academy," and "Agriculture Academy," and was looking towards Shen Liang's large group.

“This is the welcoming team. I need to go and register first. Don’t let my appearance fool you. In Jigong, no matter if you’re a general or a prince outside, everyone is treated as a student, and everyone is equal.” Fa Nan pointed to the welcoming team. “Find your team and go register first.”

After saying that, she walked towards the welcoming team of "Gewu Academy", and Yingda patted him on the shoulder and walked towards the banner of "Sergeant Academy".

Shen Liang was taken aback. Seeing all the familiar people leaving, he suddenly became confused... It seemed that he was just here to study, and no one had told him what major he had chosen.

Theoretically, shouldn't we come to Liyue Harbor first and then register? Now... which school should we choose? Oh wait, we have to start choosing schools now?

Shen Liang surveyed the entire welcoming procession across the square, caught in a dilemma. His eyesight was exceptional, allowing him to see the appearance of everyone in the square. As he looked, Shen Liang's thoughts began to wander in strange directions. "That college's uniforms include white knee-high socks," he thought. "This college seems to have more pretty girls," he mused. "That business school's admissions officer has such a great, supple figure," and so on.

At this moment, he thought of his two younger sisters and looked at the general who had been silently holding his hand: "Why don't you choose a major too?"

"I am a guard, so I must stay with my brother. Whatever my brother learns, I will learn too," the general said calmly. "Studying is not important. If I am assigned to a school that is too far away, it will be inconvenient."

“But the people of Liyue definitely won’t let us live together…” Shen Liang laughed. “I don’t have the money to buy a small building for us to live in separately, and I heard that the students of Jigong all live on campus.”

The little fox on her neck gently licked Shen Liang's earlobe, and she couldn't help but feel smug. The General certainly wouldn't be able to live with Shen Liang anymore, at least not share a room, but she was different. She was just a pet fox; who wouldn't allow Princess Inazuma to keep a pet?

Just as Shen Liang was searching for the welcoming party, he suddenly saw another ship docking, and a man and a woman disembarking and walking towards the welcoming square.

Shen Liang noticed that the girl was about sixteen or seventeen years old, with long, light golden hair that was slightly curled at the ends, fair skin, and wearing a form-fitting witch's graduation gown and a typical oversized witch's hat. The brim of the hat obscured her face, revealing only her delicate chin. The girl was talking to a handsome man next to her with a worried expression. Occasionally, she would be amused by the man, then shyly and proudly pull her hat away, her laughter clear and melodious.

At this point, the couple probably couldn't understand the Liyue script, since the common language wasn't widely used yet. The beautiful girl with light blonde hair and the handsome man, who looked like a knight, hesitated for a moment, seemingly lost in the bustling crowd.

Then the man saw Shen Liang beside him, who was holding her younger sister's hand and playing with a fox. Perhaps because Shen Liang looked like a well-behaved and pretty little girl, about 1.5 meters tall, and easy to approach, and also because she looked unique—specifically, "she looked like she belonged to someone of high status"—the man approached her and said gently, "Hello, I am Rustan, a knight from Mondstadt. Are you also an international student studying in Liyue?"

Shen Liang tilted her head and scrutinized Rustan for a long time, making Rustan hesitate. After all, he had rarely seen such a beautiful child. If she were wearing an exquisite little dress, holding a parasol, and speaking softly, Rustan would probably think Shen Liang was a princess from some famous family in Mondstadt, and might even habitually kneel down to communicate with her. But Shen Liang was wearing a fitted outfit and carrying a huge wooden box, lacking much of her delicate and charming appearance, and instead looked like a boy.

"Yes," Shen Liang replied after a long pause.

"Ah, junior sister, I'm also here to bring an exchange student to Liyue. I've finally met someone I can talk to." The man's tone was much more relaxed as he turned to look at the blonde girl in the witch's hat. "See, I knew this junior sister was an exchange student too! That aura... haha, she looks like a princess from some country."

"Please address him as 'Your Highness'," the general said calmly.

Rustan was taken aback to find that his casual remark had actually come true, and he hesitated before asking, "You are...?"

"Inazuma, the child of the Thunder Ruler, Prince Ryo," the general said.

Rustan concealed the surprise in his eyes, knelt on one knee, and bowed his head. "Russan, the young wolf knight and vice-commander of the Knights of Favonius of Mondstadt, greets Your Highness."

Shen Liang glanced at the general. He was now beginning to suspect that the general had deliberately omitted his gender during the introduction. It seemed that lately, more and more people, whether they knew him or not, were subtly assuming he was a girl...

Beside her, a beautiful girl with long, light blonde hair and a great figure, dressed in an academic gown and a witch's hat, also took off her hat and gave a slight bow. "Rosalyn, an international student at the Sumeru Academy, hello junior sister."

[Oh no, this is terrible! A beauty of this caliber!] Mistylin, sitting on the coffin, covered her face. [Based on my personality model for you, you're probably going to be a bad girl.]

[You're being strange, Sister Yu Tu. What are you talking about?] Shen Liang was puzzled. It seemed that Mistelin had built some kind of mathematical model of his personality. Every time he encountered a pretty girl, she would mourn for her.

But Shen Liang's eyes were indeed drawn to it.

The Mondstadt girl named Rosalind was surprisingly beautiful. Only after removing her large hat could one see her exquisite, flawless skin and exaggeratedly sexy beauty. Although she was still a teenager, her figure was excessively shapely; her witch's graduation gown couldn't conceal her stunning physique at all. From below her collarbone, deep, snowy mounds peeked out from the gown's strapless bodice. According to Shen Liang's estimation, her waist was still very slender. He rarely saw such a perfect figure even in Inazuma; after all, the mature beauties in Inazuma who could captivate his small frame were all mature, alluring women.