I live a slow life in Genshin Impact

"Oh?"

Feng Luo's face was full of disbelief: "Then why are you here?"

"Well..." Tartaglia shrugged: "Let's talk about this somewhere else."

After a while.

In a teahouse on a busy street, Feng Luo, Shen He, and Tadalia were drinking tea by the window.

"Huh~ Liyue's tea is always so refreshing."

Tartaglia closed his eyes and savored the taste: "It is worthy of being produced by Qiaoyingzhuang."

“This location is not easy to decide.”

Feng Luo looked out the window at the astonishing flow of people on the street.

"Of course it's not easy to decide, but it's not too difficult for the Fatui. After all, our executive officer, Mr. Rich, is from Liyue." Tartaglia chuckled, "It's more than enough to decide a place."

"Oh?" Feng Luo showed an interested look: "[Rich man]? It sounds like he is very wealthy."

"Of course."

Tartaglia did not shy away from saying, "He built the financial system of Winter Solstice. Although I don't like that guy very much, I have to admit that he is really good at collecting Mora."

"Is that so?" Feng Luo seemed to be thinking: "So, your visit this time is also related to his mission?"

"no no."

Tartaglia waved her hands repeatedly:

"I just came here for personal purposes."

"The Northern Bank opened by that guy can provide funds for the Fatui's operations in various places. This is Liyue, so naturally there is the most funds. And it just happens to be the Lantern Festival, so... hehe."

So you just come here and spend your budget recklessly?

Feng Luo looked at him with empty eyes.

"Don't look at me like that. I'm also a human being, so I naturally want to join in the fun."

Tartaglia shrugged, then came closer and said, "I heard that you went to Inazuma before and reached the depths of the Layered Abyss?"

"You even know this?"

"These are not secrets. The Fatui have eyes and ears everywhere."

"Ah, now that you mention it, I remember that you are more than just spies. When you were in Inazuma, you caused us a lot of trouble."

"That's not my fault. Besides, the lady has already died to atone for her sins. It's not a good idea to pursue it any further, right?"

"To use a common Liyue proverb: Everyone is dead."

"...Now that you put it that way, it seems to make some sense."

The corner of Feng Luo's mouth twitched slightly. Apart from anything else, Tartaglia knew a lot about the customs and culture of Liyue. It was obvious that he really liked it here.

"Right~"

Tartaglia chuckled and said, "Come on, have some tea."

"I would really like to drink tea quietly, but... don't you really have any feelings?"

Feng Luo looked to the side.

Opposite this quiet teahouse, there is an equally quiet teahouse.

The window of the teahouse opposite opened, revealing a beautiful figure inside.

Night orchid.

She dressed as usual today.

With her tight black outfit and beautiful short hair, she looks like an ordinary quiet Liyue girl, but if you look closely, you will notice that she carries a charming and dangerous aura that makes people want to get closer.

However, Ye Lan, just like her name, has a faint orchid fragrance that only comes at night.

When people wanted to look for her, they could not find any trace of her.

However, when you think she has gone far away, you always catch a glimpse of her presence unintentionally.

This is how Feng Luo feels now.

In particular, Ye Lan also noticed his gaze, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, she raised the green teacup in her hand, and offered tea to him from a distance.

Judging from the lip movements, it sounds like he is saying "Happy Holidays".

"Is that someone you know?"

Although Tartaglia also noticed Ye Lan opposite him, there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"She doesn't seem to be an ordinary person."

"Of course not. Haven't you ever dealt with each other?"

"This... is she an official of Liyue?" Tartaglia looked thoughtful, trying to find some impressions from his memories to match it.

However, it was never found.

"No, uh, never mind. It's not important."

Feng Luo shook his head and focused his attention on Shen He next to him.

After arriving at the teahouse, Shen He sat there quietly. Amid the aroma of tea, her temperament was still otherworldly and pure, like a fairy descending to the mortal world.

"Shenhe, is the tea to your taste?"

Feng Luo saw that she had not been drinking tea and was just sitting there, so he asked.

“I’ve never seen anything like this.”

Shen He stared at the tea leaves floating up and down in the cup in a trance: "Master and his good friend had drunk something similar before, but it was completely different."

"Would you like a taste?"

Dadalia strongly recommended: "The tea leaves here are from Qiaoying Village, which is the best batch of tea leaves, and the water is also spring water from the mountains."

"..."

Shen He didn't say anything, but just glanced at Feng Luo silently.

"It doesn't hurt to watch it often."

"it is good."

After Feng Luodu said this, Shen He finally picked up the small teacup in front of him and took a sip.

"Well……"

A bitter taste immediately filled his mouth, accompanied by the fresh and elegant tea fragrance, and Shen He closed his eyes.

At this moment, she seemed to be in the hazy early morning light.

There was still thick fog in the mountains, and dewdrops were dripping from the tips of the tea leaves. With bare hands, the tenderest tea leaves were gently picked, and in the iron pot heated by a high fire, a little bit of the rich tea fragrance was fried out.

"How's it going? Does it feel good?"

Feng Luo's voice was like a gentle silk thread, slowly pulling Shen He's thoughts back from that distant place to the present.

"Well, it's delicious."

Shen He nodded, and Datalia opposite him immediately smiled. When he was about to introduce them again, there was a brief knock on the door.

"Who?"

Tartaglia frowned. He didn't like being disturbed at this time.

"Master, I must report something to you."

There was a muffled voice coming from outside.

"Ugh--"

Tartaglia sighed helplessly: "Well, it seems that only you can enjoy it slowly. I did come here with some small work this time. So, let's taste tea together next time we have the chance."

He stood up casually, said goodbye to the two of them, and then pushed the door open and went out.

"..."

"..."

Feng Luo rubbed his brows: "He should have paid for the tea, right?"

Although he could afford the tea bill with his own assets, he still felt a little sad to have to pay for it out of nowhere.

"Of course, he is the executive officer of the Fatui after all, so he won't be so ungraceful."

With a slightly charming voice, Ye Lan appeared at the door.

"Can I come in for a drink?"

Her eyes looked at Feng Luo like a kitten that suddenly appeared under the eaves.