I write novels in Liyue

He was so angry that he almost had the woman kicked out.

Although Fang Qiu is indeed very, very beautiful, even among the many beauties in Liyue, she is a top-tier beauty.

However, 2,830 statues is really outrageous.

"I mean, two thousand eighty-one, I want all three."

Fang Qiu smiled helplessly and said.

"what?"

The boss was taken aback, then without saying a word, he decisively made the deal.

Looking at Fang Qiu who was giving Mo La, Ke Qing was filled with regret, but there was nothing she could do.

"I never expected that you, Fang Qiu, would admire the Emperor so much that you even bought a statue of him."

Gan Yu looked at Fang Qiu, her eyes shining.

"After all, he is the god of Liyue. Although he has left and the era of walking with the gods has ended, his spirit lives on, and we are the ones who inherit his will."

Fang Qiu smiled and accepted the wooden carvings from the shopkeeper. Then, looking at Ke Qing, who seemed a little disappointed, he handed one of the statues to her, winked, and said, "Here, this is for you."

"Huh?"

Ke Qing took it instinctively, then realized what she was doing and said, "How can you do this?"

As she spoke, she hurriedly tried to return the statue to Fang Qiu, but Fang Qiu handed another statue to Gan Yu and said, "This is yours, Gan Yu. There are exactly three. Let's each have one as a souvenir for today."

Ke Qing and Gan Yu couldn't refuse, so they had no choice but to accept.

Holding the statue, the three of them strolled around the city for a while before saying goodbye and going home.

Ke Qing wanted to go home and rest for the night, while Gan Yu said that she had just paid enough attention and wanted to go back to Yuehaiting to continue working overtime.

So they went their separate ways.

The moonlight was serene and still, and the summer night breeze blew gently. Ke Qing, holding the statue of the Emperor, walked along the road, a sweet smile unconsciously appearing on her face.

Fang Qiu... must have discovered the sculpture of the Emperor that she wanted, which is why she led them all the way back to that sculpture shop, right?

The reason for buying three statues at once was probably to make himself feel at ease accepting them.

Thinking of this, the girl felt her heart beat a little faster. Recalling Fang Qiu's smiling face as he handed her the statue, she felt an indescribable feeling.

However, at the same time, she was also very curious.

She disguised herself so well, how did she figure out that she wanted the Emperor's statue...?

At this moment, Gan Yu was also carrying the statue of the Emperor on her way back to Yujingtai.

The moonlight shone on her fair face, making her appear exceptionally serene.

"I never expected that Fang Qiu would actually buy the Emperor's statue and even gave one to me and one to Ke Qing. I feel like I understand her a little better now."

Gan Yu looked at the statue in her hand, smiled softly, then glanced at the sky, her eyes dimming, and murmured, "The Emperor..."

Meanwhile, Fang Qiu was carrying the statue and walking home.

She was considering whether to give the statue to the True Lord of Cloud-Borrowing Wind...

If it were given to Lord Liuyun Jiefeng, he would surely love it.

Maybe then they won't care about not having evening practice...

Just as she was thinking this, a tall, handsome young man in a black and gold robe walked towards her.

It's him!

The seven stars of Liyue as described by travelers.

Fang Qiu's pupils contracted, and she immediately stopped.

At the same time she saw Zhongli, Zhongli also saw her. When Zhongli saw the Emperor statue that Fang Qiu was holding, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

In a short time.

The two looked at each other in silence.

"I'm really looking forward to your new book. Keep it up!"

Although the young man in front of him was one of the Seven Stars of Liyue, he was still a fan of his books. Just as Fang Qiu was wondering whether he should greet him, Zhong Li broke the silence and smiled faintly.

"Thank you."

Fang Qiu nodded.

Zhongli then nodded and turned to leave.

Watching Zhongli's retreating figure, Fang Qiu couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

As expected of the Seven Stars of Liyue...

Although she had just finished shopping with Liyue Qixing and Qixing's chief secretary, she still needed to go to Liyue Qixing tomorrow to discuss the new book.

But this young man was the most imposing one he had ever seen.

He has an air of supreme authority, as if his word is law.

It also gives one a sense of security, like Zhuge Liang, that everything is under control.

Perhaps only the Rock King Emperor, whose statue in his hand is now buried and whose body has decomposed, can truly surpass him.

I wonder if Ningguang and Keqing can keep this young man in check in terms of power...

With Gan Yu here, there shouldn't be any problems...

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but turn around and glance at the young man.

He was walking slowly forward.

It's the direction of Yujingtai.

There must be something important going on at Yujingtai...

In an instant, Fang Qiu's mind conjured up a series of strategic decisions made from afar, demonstrating masterful planning and decisive victories.

However, on the other hand, the Rock King Emperor is a deity, so even if he has been dead for so long, his body shouldn't have decomposed yet...

As Fang Qiu thought this, she carried the statue and walked towards her home.

When Zhongli passed by the Wanwenji building, the old man who had set up a stall on the street corner suddenly changed his expression. He packed up his stall, furious and embarrassed, and said:

"Hey young man, it's you again! You have no sportsmanship! This isn't the way to fleece people... Don't be so arrogant! Don't bully the poor and old. Just you wait, I'll find a new card game and come back to set up my stall!"

With that, the old man packed up and left.

Zhong Li glanced indifferently at the old man who was packing up and running away, then turned and walked into the tavern downstairs from Wanwen Collection House.

By the window of the tavern, Master Chang Jiu was leaning against the window, completely drunk and unconscious once again.

The pages of the book "Angel's Heartbeat" beside me were gently rising and falling with the warm summer night breeze.

Volume 1: Chapter 469 (Fang Qiu's New Book, Fighting for All the Good Things in the World) (5000 words, please subscribe)

When Fang Qiu arrived home, the things she had bought had already been delivered and were piled up in the living room.

They were piled up into a small mountain.

Fortunately, with the help of True Lord Liuyun Jiefeng, they were able to quickly pack up a huge pile of things.

After tidying up and taking a shower, Fang Qiu, exhausted from the day, went back to her room, collapsed onto the bed, and fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, early in the morning.

When the morning breeze caresses the flowers blooming in the courtyard in early summer.

Without waiting for True Lord Liuyun to knock on the door, Fang Qiu got up very early on his own.

She certainly wasn't doing it to train herself to get up early.

Instead, he made an excuse, saying he needed to go see Ningguang to discuss matters related to the new book, and thus escaped the morning exercise strictly arranged by Liuyun Jiefeng Zhenjun.

Before leaving, Fang Qiu specifically asked Liu Yun Jie Feng Zhenjun to help him practice listening to the rain properly.

Liyue Harbor was bustling again in the early morning.

The cries of vendors echoed along the way.

Fang Qiu, holding a cup of milk tea with dumplings in his hand, walked towards Yujingtai. Along the way, he encountered several teenagers on their way to school. One of them, the oldest, was reciting the "Memorial to the Throne" in fits and starts.

"I was originally a commoner, tilling the fields in Nanyang, barely surviving in this chaotic world..."

When he got stuck, he would stop and start trying to recall the contents of the book.

Just as he was about to speak, a young boy next to him spoke up.

"Brother Zhuang, I saw you memorizing this as soon as you got home yesterday. But something you're memorizing seems really strange. Does '臣本不依' mean the poet originally refused to comply, but was forcibly taken away?"

"What nonsense are you spouting, kid? Where was I in my recitation? 'To survive in chaos...' um... in chaos... um... in chaos what was it again?"

"A true man is born between heaven and earth; how can he remain subservient to others for long?"

A boy of similar age spoke up from the side.

"Wait... no, don't interrupt. I can't recite the 'Memorial to the Throne,' but surely I can recite Lü Bu's poem? My brother was reciting it every day at home the other day, and my dad gave him a good beating, tsk tsk... wait, where did I get in my recitation... oh no, the teacher is checking everyone's recitation today, I'm doomed..."

Seeing the boy's pained expression as he recited the text, Fang Qiu couldn't help but shake his head.

Poor child.

Don't hate me.

If you must hate someone, hate the schoolteacher.

Fang Qiu drank the dumpling milk, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up.

She arrived at Yujingtai, and by then it was already morning.

After the announcement, her secretary quickly came down to pick her up.

It is a hundred kinds of knowledge.

Following Bai Shi, they went up to the Qunyu Pavilion and then met Ning Guang in the main hall of the Qunyu Pavilion.

Ningguang was standing in front of a white wall that resembled the bulletin board in front of the Hall of Rebirth.