I write novels in Liyue

It's important to understand that every authority is not simply a matter of higher-level decisions being executed by lower-level officials.

The power struggles, intrigues, and open and covert battles within the massive political organization of the Liyue Sept are no less intense than those of any dynasty in the previous world's history.

Especially during the period after the passing of the Geo Archon and the initial rise of the Liyue Seven, although Liyue Harbor appeared prosperous on the surface, who knows what undercurrents were brewing beneath the surface...

If a naive and clueless woman like her gets involved, she'll likely end up like the president in "House of Cards," manipulated by the protagonist and suffering a miserable end.

It would be good if it ended badly, but if you ended up in jail, that would be terrible.

not to mention.

In Teyvat, a world with gods and supernatural powers, power is no match for pure strength.

What good is having more power? In the face of absolute power, it is all so pale and powerless, as fragile as paper.

He is now writing a book and the power of the Divine Eye is growing stronger, and he also has the help of the True Lord of Liuyun Borrowing Wind in his cultivation.

Instead of exercising more, I should learn some techniques and the use of the Divine Eye from the True Lord Liuyun.

Moreover...

Writing novels at home is much more comfortable than being busy to death all day long, isn't it?

Look at the distant Yuheng star, Keqing.

We agreed to go shopping for summer clothes together, but I've been busy with dam construction and haven't been able to find the time.

Gan Yu, the chief secretary of the Seven Stars.

I'm so busy every day that I can't even sleep. It's all about working overtime, and Shen He is working overtime with me too.

As for myself, I can sleep until I naturally wake up every day, and I can rest whenever I want. I can write whenever I want.

The books he wrote also earned him a large mansion and initial shares in Ningguang Investment's entertainment empire.

Who would choose to live the miserable life of a civil servant if they could simply give up such a life?

She wasn't interested in even the head of the civil service.

"Very well, everyone has their own ambitions, and I will not force you. Go then."

"It is said by the True Lord Liuyun Borrowing the Wind."

"Thank you, True Lord."

Fang Qiu smiled faintly, turned around and went back to the hall.

After taking a shower.

Fang Qiu sat on the bouncy bomb, picked up a quill pen, dipped it in ink, and wrote five characters on the clean white rice paper: "The Heartbeat of an Angel".

Bai Qing came yesterday afternoon and brought sales data for "The Moon Shines Brightly".

Sales were as good as she had guessed, combined with what she had observed during her two days of travel.

It can be concluded that "The Moon is Beautiful" has received very good reviews.

However, when I went to check out Mrs. Jiang's tavern, I happened to see several people drowning their sorrows in alcohol.

One of them was sitting by the window, completely drunk.

He was still muttering to himself.

“Jiu’er…it’s all my fault…If only I had realized my own feelings like Fang Qiushu did back then…would our ending have been different…I miss you so much…”

As he spoke, the man took a big gulp of wine.

As for the modern elements in "The Moon Shines Brightly," they did not cause much reading difficulty because the explanations were detailed enough.

and so.

The problem is not big.

Therefore, she made up her mind to write "The Heartbeat of an Angel".

However, as she prepared to write the sentence on the title page, she looked at the five characters of the book's title on the rice paper and fell into deep thought...

The people of Teyvat...

Do you know what an angel is?

Even if I ask Abedo to draw the angel's appearance, the readers won't think the angel is a birdman, right?

How about changing it to "The Heartbeat of the Divine Messenger"?

Ok……

Something's off; it doesn't really capture the purity and beauty of angels.

It actually sounds a bit like "A Gentleman's Heartbeat"...

The art style seems to have suddenly changed...

Moreover, it's become very strange...

Ok……

Let's think about naming it later.

You can write the main text first, and fill in the rest later if you think of anything else.

She closed her eyes slightly, pondered in silence for a moment, and then picked up her pen. And so, the story gradually unfolded under Fang Qiu's pen.

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P.S.: I'm having writer's block. I need to sort things out and improve the quality.

Volume 1: Chapter 453 (Please subscribe!)

Half a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

morning.

After the sun rises over the Far East, the lingering coolness of the night in Liyue Harbor quickly vanishes.

"what!"

Fang Qiuda, his head covered, shifted uncomfortably in the blankets, then sat up abruptly in his sleep, muttering to himself as if dying.

She sat up, still somewhat shaken.

With each deep breath, her snow-white breasts, barely covered by a thin cotton short-sleeved shirt, heaved violently.

She glanced around and realized she was lying in her bedroom, a bead of sweat trickling down her slender, fair neck and into her breasts.

"Oh, it was just a nightmare..."

Fang Qiu breathed a sigh of relief, shifted her body, and leaned against the bedside table.

I was terrified...

She dreamed that she sought out the True Lord Liuyun Jiefeng to learn the art of exorcising ghosts, and then the True Lord Liuyun Jiefeng took her to Wuwang Slope to test her courage.

Then they gave her a talisman and told her to sleep on Wuwang Slope for one night...

After saying that, Lord Liuyun Jiefeng disappeared.

Then she encountered a ghost and was startled awake...

It seems that learning exorcism needs to be considered carefully...

otherwise.

What if the True Lord of Cloud-Borrowing Wind really does send her to Wuwang Slope...?

After making up her mind, Fang Qiu got out of bed. The sun was shining brightly outside the window. Although it was still early morning, there was an indescribable heat in the air.

"It's so hot..."

Fang Qiu squinted at the courtyard bathed in sunlight outside the window, and couldn't help but wipe the sweat from his forehead.

Just say you suddenly started having nightmares...

It turns out it was just too hot.

This seems to be something a sleep expert from a past life said: when the sleep environment is uncomfortable, people are more likely to have nightmares.

That's my situation.

Looks like it's time to buy some cooling mats or something...

She didn't want to wake up tomorrow morning feeling like this again, drenched in sweat and sticky all over.

Fang Qiu stretched, grabbed some clean clothes and underwear, and went to the bathroom.

She quickly stripped off her sweat-soaked short-sleeved shirt and shorts that barely covered her hips and thighs, similar to yoga shorts, and her bra, then went to the shower and took a warm shower.

After showering, Fang Qiu did not choose to take a bath, but instead went back to the changing room to change her clothes.

The book release date is approaching.

Today is the final deadline for publishing the book, so she doesn't have time to leisurely take a relaxing bath.

"Angel's Heartbeat" was officially completed last night.

The book title remains the same as the original title.

As for why the name wasn't changed...

It wasn't because she was stubborn, but the next day, she remembered that the traveler had told her about a tavern in Mondstadt called Angel's Gift...

According to Paimon, the house called Angel's Gift was the property of a man named Diluc.

According to Paimon, Diluc is very likely the richest person in Mondstadt.

The richest man in the country...

Isn't that the same as someone like Elon Musk?

The amount in my bank account is so large, with a single 1 followed by more than ten zeros, it's like I want to die on Mars.

So terrifying.

After taking a shower, Fang Qiu changed her clothes, took the manuscript that she had already put in a paper bag the night before, and set off.