The Northland Bank was built on the Liyue Pavilion.

Dadalia pushed the door open and walked in. What he saw was a hall with gorgeous interiors and colorful glazes. In the generous front desk, the masked waiter Ekaterina came out to greet him.

Ordinary people do not have this qualification. Even if they are customers with sky-high deposits, if they have sky-high deposits and are also fools and executives, then even a woman like Catherine who is not swayed by money will treat her as a subordinate.

Pay tribute to it.

What's more, Ekaterina is the prince's subordinate.

"Your Excellency, Madam, is waiting for you, Master." It can be seen from the title that Yekaterina respects him more. Apart from personal feelings, the Master himself is also the official executive officer in charge of Liyue.

In Liyue, the authority is higher than that of the lady in charge of Mondstadt.

He followed Ekaterina's lead to a door with an iron nameplate on it, and stepped into a room with a fireplace. The lady suddenly sank into the leather sofa. Dadalia opened the door.

And she didn't even raise her head.

She has a crown on her head, and her graceful body is wrapped in a white dress. Even when facing her colleagues, Dadalia, she still looks arrogant, and she doesn't know whether she is really powerful or just a sweetheart.

But Dadalia doesn't care about this. If the lady is willing to chop him twice, it may be more useful than any other figure or clothing.

"What's going on? You're so anxious," Dadalia picked up the wine glass on the table and took a sip, shouting happily in her throat.

"There was no need to tell you originally," the lady frowned, but continued, "The Queen and the God of Rock originally planned to sign a contract, and the God of Rock pledged his heart as a bargaining chip."

"...Isn't this good?" The young master realized something, but his face didn't show anything strange.

He had already made plans to seize the heart of God, starting from the news that Morax's time was running out.

However, at this moment, he suddenly woke up. The message that Morax was about to die, although it was the Queen's oral message, was conveyed through a lady.

"Originally, it was supposed to be pretty good, and I don't need to tell you the stupid details, but... the God of Rock regretted it. He abandoned the contract he was about to sign on the grounds that he had found a better option."

"What?" The young master ignored her ugly face, "Such a rock god would violate the contract he made?"

"Of course not if it is an established agreement, but the token delivered by Her Majesty the Queen has not yet arrived at Yangang, and the contract has not been established. His withdrawal of the capital injection does not constitute a breach of contract."

"It's not like you'd admit it," Dadalia said.

"..." The lady didn't reply.

How could she admit it, but when the wave-like pressure hit her, she just felt like a light boat, in danger of capsizing at any time.

She suddenly woke up, she was facing the seven rulers of the world, the oldest of the seven original gods who ruled the world, the more than 6,000-year-old Rock King Emperor.

"It turns out you were deflated," the young master laughed. The lady immediately looked at him angrily. He waved his hand and said, "I'm sorry, I couldn't hold it back for a while."

"So," he regained his composure, "what do we do?"

"...Phew," the lady's chest rose and fell, and she breathed a sigh of relief, "continue your plan, not only continue, but also intensify it!"

She gritted her teeth, as if she wanted to take revenge on the man with a lofty and arrogant look.

"Okay, okay," the young master nodded repeatedly, quite implying that you are happy.

...

In front of Bubu Lu, Kamisato Ayaka held a plate of almond tofu and handed it to the mother and daughter who were lying on the stairs.

"Here comes the almond tofu. Sister Ling Hua will abide by the agreement. Doudou must also abide by the agreement and take the medicine well. Otherwise, not only Dr. Baizhu, but also Prince Yan will not like children who talk nonsense."

The young woman Chen Xiang said seductively.

This lady looks as young as ever, but she is already married and has a daughter.

In fact, it’s not surprising when you think about the background of the times. Men were married when they were older and women were younger when they were younger. In this era, many people listened to their parents’ orders early and got married according to the standards of being well-matched.

Agarwood must also be such a woman. Although there are eyes of gods and unreasonable beings like demons, they actually have no impact on the lives of ordinary people.

They still live a life span of less than a hundred years, living the life cycle of growing up, getting married, having children, and slowly getting older. The next generation still goes back and forth, and life continues in the blood.

In the final analysis, reproduction is actually the instinct of life, but the social nature of human beings prevents them from being as random as wild beasts, thus giving birth to deep love.

Since ancient times, the beautiful concept of love has run through the entire context. Seeing the gentle gaze between Chenxiang and Doudou, and being able to come to Bubulu for medical treatment, it should be a beautiful marriage.

"Doudou, please thank Sister Linghua," Chenxiang broke off Hongdou and put on a mask of pain. The girl struggled, but she still looked at the expectant look in the eyes of Shenli Ayaka and said it.

"Thanks..."

"Doudou, please take good medicine..." Kamisato Ayaka narrowed her eyes and waved goodbye to mother and daughter.

"Mom, can I see Brother Bai Zhu again this time?"

"Not necessarily. Brother Bai Zhu is very busy. Maybe he is collecting herbs in the mountains."

"Ah?..." Hongdou suddenly showed his mask of pain again, his young face carrying too much suffering that was inappropriate for his age.

Bai Shu is the owner of Bu Bu Lu, a well-known doctor in Liyue Port. He has green hair and a handsome face. He has a slender white snake wrapped around his neck all year round. He can speak human words. It is said that he has the eyes of the grass god. I don’t know whether it is true or not.

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Crossing Feiyun Slope, walking across the vermilion long curved arch bridge, and arriving at Chihuyan, in the huge square, the Wan Shi House is still the most conspicuous, because the white-haired young shop owner raised the corners of his mouth and spoke with his bright eyes.

His pupils can capture all the people coming and going on the streets, as well as the rising and falling of birds and flowers.

When you enjoy the scenery, you also become the scenery in the eyes of others. The handsome young man with high spirits obviously does not have such self-awareness.

He showed a bright smile, narrowed his eyes and waved to Kamisato Ayaka, which made the girl feel inexplicably sour and slightly sweet in her heart.

"Miss Ying'er, walk slowly." He waved goodbye, as if he didn't understand the other party's constant hints and narrow expression.

"I really don't know if you really don't understand the style, or if you are just pretending to be stupid," the young woman said, shaking her head. Then she heard footsteps approaching, and when she turned around, she saw Kamisato Ayaka running straight towards her.

Looking at that flawless face like jade, Ying'er could only sigh and said, "Okay, okay, no wonder she remains calm."

The number one driver in Liyue had no choice but to retreat.

"However, if you want to buy porcelain, you must remember to visit Chunxiang Kiln."

"Definitely." Shangyue Zhaoyue agreed, but her eyes could not be separated from the beautiful figure running under the girl's eyes.
Chapter completed!