Genshin: Ningguang or Little Pitiful, Invested By Me

Fang Xun's eyebrows subconsciously rose upon hearing this, a hint of surprise in his expression.

This voice sounds a bit familiar. I feel like I've had many conversations with them in the game.

He looked up.

The innkeeper was an elegant woman wearing a pale purple dress, her ponytail falling over her shoulder.

She appeared mature and graceful, Her eyes were captivating, her gaze shifting alluringly.

Ying'er!

Fang Xun recognized her instantly. It was Ying'er!

Chapter 8: The Auspicious Beast Qilin Guards Peace and Prosperity

As everyone knows, Ying'er is known as the "Car King of Liyue."

When Ying'er drives, it's said her tires could run over your face.

However, Fang Xun felt something was odd.

When playing the game, Ying'er seemed very young, like a maiden.

The current timeline is twenty years before the game, so Ying'er should be nothing more than a little girl at most.

What was going on??

"Ying'er? This guest, it seems you know my daughter?"

At this moment, the innkeeper spoke.

Daughter?

Fang Xun quickly understood upon hearing this.

The woman before him, who looked so much like Ying'er, was Ying'er's mother.

These mother and daughter look like they were carved from the same mold.

If the innkeeper hadn't spoken, Fang Xun would have mistaken her for Ying'er herself.

Sensing the proprietress's suspicious gaze, Fang Xun could only nod and fabricate a story to avoid revealing himself: "Yes, Ying'er and I know each other, and we've become friends."

The proprietress put on a look of sudden realization. "So you're the 'big brother' Ying'er often tells me about."

"So it was you who taught my Ying'er those things,"

"Like how to gently peel open a flower bud, or not to grip the pestle too tightly..."

Fang Xun: "???"

"It wasn't me, I didn't, that's impossible!"

Fang Xun felt like crying.

Those were things the Ying'er from the game had taught him.

Ying'er was the master; how could Fang Xun dare to show off his meager skills?

Fang Xun refused to take the blame.

The innkeeper in front of him covered her mouth and chuckled, looking like she'd pulled off a successful prank.

"Alright, I was just teasing you. Everything I just said was made up, don't be so tense."

"Young people should live more relaxed lives; being constantly tense is bad for your health."

"When it's time to relax, you should relax, understand? Little brother."

Fang Xun: "???"

So Ying'er's driving skills are inherited from her father!

"Alright, you're here to stay at the inn, right?"

"As Ying'er's friend, I'll give you a discount. Five thousand Mora for one night."

Five thousand Mora wasn't expensive for a stay in Liyue.

After all, a single Mora meat cost six hundred Mora.

Furthermore, the inn's decor looked quite good.

Who could refuse an inn with good decor and a proprietress who was an experienced driver?

However, there was a slight hitch during registration.

"Little brother, judging by your attire, you must be a traveler from afar, right?"

"Recently, a group of Treasure Hoarders has appeared in Liyue, so security is very strict. We need to register your information."

"Where are you from? Do you have any identification?"

Hearing the proprietress's question, Fang Xun was at a loss for how to answer.

He was a transmigrator; where would he get anything to prove his identity?

But if he couldn't answer, he'd seem even more suspicious.

Just as Fang Xun was about to fabricate a lie, a soft voice came from behind him, "No need for further checks. We've already received word that the Treasure Hoarders have fled Liyue."

"Starting today, the tedious registration process is canceled. Everything will be simplified."

Fang Xun turned his head and saw that he recognized the person who spoke.

Blue hair adorned with two playful pigtails, giving her a cute and spirited look.

Her exquisite face exuded gentleness and grace.

Her eyes were as clear as water, as if nothing in the world could tarnish their purity.

The most eye-catching feature, however, was her pair of long, shapely legs, perfectly encased in black stockings, flawless in every way.

Liyue's First Secretary!

Ganyu!

Fang Xun was a little surprised.

He hadn't expected to meet his wife Ganyu so soon!

Who wouldn't love coconut milk and a petite, adorable goat-like girl?

At this, the proprietress nodded and said with a smile, "So it's Lord Ganyu who has arrived."

"I understand. Thank you for delivering the message."

"However, speaking of which, you shouldn't have to come all the way here yourself to deliver the message, Lord Ganyu. The Millelith could have just sent someone."

"After all, Lord Ganyu is usually so busy. Liyue's stability these years is thanks to Lord Ganyu."

It was clear the proprietress was very respectful towards Ganyu, as Ganyu had always been protecting the nation of Liyue.

It wasn't just the proprietress; in fact, most Liyue residents were enthusiastic and polite when they saw Ganyu.

This was because Ganyu, the First Secretary, was incredibly dedicated and responsible.

Thanks to her, Liyue could be so prosperous and thriving.

"No, there's no need to be so polite." Hearing the proprietress's praise, Ganyu's pretty face flushed slightly with fluster.

She wasn't accustomed to such social interactions. She preferred being busy with work to conversing with people.

"I, I need to investigate some clues, and I happened to be passing by, so I came to say something."

"The Millelith work hard every day. I'm just doing what I can."

As she spoke, Ganyu couldn't help but glance at Fang Xun.

She was a little curious about this out-of-towner with peculiar attire.

However, Ganyu noticed that Fang Xun was also looking at her.

Ganyu didn't meet Fang Xun's gaze. She felt flustered and, unsure of what to do, lowered her head.

"Um, um, I'll be going now. I still have a lot of things to handle."

Ganyu, her face red, finished speaking and hurried away with her long legs.

"Lord Ganyu is always so busy," the proprietress couldn't help but sigh.

She paused, then looked at Fang Xun and said, "Little brother, since Lord Ganyu said those tedious regulations have been abolished, you can go upstairs and rest now."

Chapter 9: Isn't Having Ningguang as a Little Pitiful Secretary Much Better?

The next morning, golden sunlight streamed in through the window, and a cool breeze rustled the curtains.

If it were before his transmigration, Fang Xun would still be sound asleep in bed at this hour.

But today, he was unlike his usual self and woke up exceptionally early.

This was because Fang Xun and Little Ningguang had made plans last night to explore Liyue together today.

Therefore, Fang Xun had to reach their meeting spot before the agreed-upon time.

Their rendezvous point was by the river where they had eaten grilled fish last night.

Although Fang Xun wasn't very familiar with Liyue, his memory was quite good.

So, without much effort, he smoothly arrived at the designated spot.

As soon as Fang Xun reached the riverbank, he saw Little Ningguang's figure.

The little girl was sitting quietly by the wooden bridge.