I write novels in Liyue

She smiled, pondered for a moment, then picked up a copy of "The Legend of Sword and Fairy" from beside her, lay back on the recliner, gently turned a page, and began to read.

……

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P.S.: Sorry, I'm sleep-deprived and experiencing some writer's block.

Chapter Eighty-Seven: Yun Jin Reads Books

At this moment, at Heyu Teahouse.

Yun Jin sat by the window, where dusk was falling and the setting sun cast its rays upon the sea, turning the waters of Liyue Harbor a vibrant orange-red.

"Phew, stir-fried shrimp again for dinner tonight. When can we have something different... I really want some dry-pot cured pork... or boiled black-backed sea bass would be nice too..."

Yun Jin sighed softly, looking somewhat melancholy.

She turned her gaze from the window to the paper and pen on the table.

On the unfolded paper, the handwriting was neat and beautiful; it was a play she had written in recent days.

However, I encountered a bottleneck and was stuck for the entire afternoon. Even after eating, I still didn't seem to have any ideas when I came back to write.

"Alright, I'll stop writing for now and read a book. Maybe I'll get some inspiration."

Yun Jin shook her head and turned her gaze to the book placed to the side.

It was the game "Chinese Paladin" that Hu Tao gave her.

She had never met Fang Qiu before, but according to Hu Tao, the girl was very beautiful, and even girls would be captivated by her.

I wonder what progress Fang Qiu's book has made.

What are the differences between this book and the previous ones?

"call."

She exhaled softly and opened the book "The Legend of Sword and Fairy".

After watching for a moment, Yun Jin couldn't help but smile slightly.

"Indeed, she has made rapid progress. Although her writing style is different from other books, it is more accessible and easier to understand. Moreover, it is still charming. No wonder it became a hit. Miss Fang Qiu has finally made it. Also, she has put a lot of thought into the names. Both the male and female protagonists are named after herbs. Jing Tian and Xue Jian, I remember that these two herbs have the effect of clearing heat and detoxifying."

Yun Jin muttered to herself as she continued reading.

Just as Yun Jin was engrossed in reading, a sea breeze swept by outside the window, causing the candlelight on the table to flicker.

"It's getting a bit cold. We have another show in a few days, so we can't catch a cold."

Yun Jin frowned slightly, got up and closed the window, then walked to the wardrobe, hugged a blanket, and sat back down at her desk to continue reading.

……

In front of the Hall of Rebirth.

"Not bad, really not bad."

By the light of the lanterns in front of the Hall of Rebirth, Hu Tao held "The Legend of Sword and Fairy" and read it with great interest. She sat on the stone railing, swinging her legs in the air, and every now and then the corners of her mouth would turn up slightly, forming a smile as she commented on the book.

The small cart in front of her had long been emptied and stood alone to the side.

Just as she was engrossed in watching, a tall figure walked out of the Hall of Rebirth.

It was Zhongli.

"Has Mr. Zhongli finished reading?"

Walnut jumped off the stone railing, waved, and asked.

"Well, it's over."

Zhongli nodded.

How are you feeling?

Hu Tao asked with a grin.

"Even if it's just the first volume, it's already a masterpiece. It's just a pity that the story wasn't finished, so it ultimately lacked something."

Zhong Li shook his head and said, "Personally, I'm still looking forward to how things will develop."

"A fine work, it sounds like it's getting good reviews. However, if you can't read it all at once, you'll definitely miss out on something."

Hu Tao sighed softly.

After saying that, he smiled and asked, "By the way, Mr. Zhongli, where are you going?"

"Go out for a walk."

Zhongli said.

"Then you go ahead with your work, I'll continue watching."

Hu Tao smiled and waved her hand, saying...

"Ah."

Zhong Li responded and started walking towards Feiyun Slope.

After Zhongli left, Hu Tao picked up the book and continued reading.

A gust of wind blew by, and the walnut-brown hair fluttered in the wind.

Hu Tao gently brushed aside her wind-blown hair and turned her gaze toward Fang Qiu's house.

"It seems a bit cold today. I wonder what Fang Qiu is doing, whether she's dressed warmly enough, whether she's writing or sleeping. If she's sleeping, is she covered up properly?"

"Hu Tao murmured."

She had originally planned to ask Fang Qiu to go book shopping with her today, but after thinking about it carefully, she decided against it.

The last time she went to Fang Qiu's house to ask her to go to the juice shop in Mondstadt, she found Fang Qiu looking exhausted when she opened the door. Although her clothes were relatively neat, her hair was a bit messy, obviously because she had been woken up while she was sleeping.

She had originally planned to abandon the plan, but Fang Qiu still spent time accompanying her out.

During the process, when she held Fang Qiu's hand, she noticed that there was a mark left by a quill pen on the tip of Fang Qiu's middle finger.

They said they were rushing to finish writing the sequel, and even Zhongli just said that if they couldn't finish reading it all at once, they would lose a lot of the thrill.

I guess Fang Qiu had taken that into consideration as well.

Although Fang Qiu's hard work is admirable, she still doesn't want him to push himself so hard.

"She's clearly not in good health, yet she's working so hard..."

Hu Tao pouted and sighed.

I really wanted to visit Fang Qiu with some food, but I was afraid of bothering her.

……

The wind blew into the room through the cracks in the windows.

"Well……"

In the dimly lit room, a lazy hum came from inside the blanket wrapped up like a dumpling.

What time is it?

A muffled voice sounded, but no one answered in the empty room.

Fang Qiu rubbed his eyes with one hand, got out of the covers, sat on the bed, and looked around in confusion.

Her undress, disheveled from sleeping, hung loosely, one side draped over her shoulder and the other slipped down to her slender, fair arm. If it weren't for her towering, snowy breasts, the undress would probably be halfway off.

Her slender waist and flat abdomen were on full display.

Large swaths of fair skin were exposed to the air.

She slumped on the bed, the curve of her waist hidden by the sheet, and her pair of long, slender, snow-white legs were also partially revealed under the blanket, with glimpses of her delicate, slightly pinkish-white skin.

"so cold."

After sitting for a while, Fang Qiu's body trembled slightly, and she quickly pulled up the quilt to wrap herself up.

Feeling the lingering warmth of the blanket, Fang Qiu's furrowed brows finally relaxed.

After snuggling with the blankets for a while, Fang Qiu finally recovered completely, and her confused, crimson eyes gradually cleared.

She got up and straightened her clothes, pulling the tank top back up from her shoulders, then slid her hand to the left side of her lower abdomen and pulled her underwear, which had slipped down to her thighs, back up to her waist.

Fang Qiu sighed softly.

This underwear is so inconvenient; it always gets all messed up when I go to sleep.

I heard that Mondstadt seems to have recently opened a clothing store in Liyue.

I'll go check it out next time.

If they sell pajamas, I'll buy a nice set so I won't have to worry about messing up my clothes next time I go to sleep.

"Well……"

After lighting the candles, Fang Qiu put on his coat, stretched, and let out a comfortable sound from his nose.

After washing up, Fang Qiu opened the window to let in some fresh air.

He then took a plate of snacks, sat on the bouncy bomb, looked at the manuscript illuminated by the candlelight, and then looked out at the sea, letting out a soft breath.

The time for battle has come again.

Chapter 88 Nine-Sara

Meanwhile, on the other side of the sea.

Inazuma, the pier on the outlying island.

A sea breeze blows, and with the wind, the waves gently lap against the pier, creating a splashing sound as they hit the wooden stakes driven into the seabed.

The ships of the Southern Cross fleet were moored at the dock.

Meanwhile, the pier on the outlying island was far from quiet.

Large numbers of dockworkers are loading cargo onto the ships of the Southern Cross fleet in batches.