After being hit in the face by the system, I swapped bodies with Zhongli

Morax had become accustomed to Yuan Zhuoyue's deliberate affectation.

He raised his hand and gently wrapped the knuckles that Yuan Zhuoyue had splashed on his heart with his own, holding them in his hand.

He calmly replied, "I had no such intention."

"What do you mean? Are you saying I'm being unreasonable?" Yuan Zhuoyue became even more agitated, striking a pose like Xi Shi clutching her heart, as if possessed by a drama queen, and uttered a voice that could be described as impassioned: "We've known each other for so long, why has it come to this! This is truly a heartbreaking thing... Waaah..."

Morax felt rather helpless as he watched Yuan Zhuoyue start whimpering in his ear again.

Although he already knew Yuan Zhuoyue very well, he could also infer from the many clues she revealed that she might react and act in many ways.

I also know her personality; it's not without its ups and downs, nor is it a flat-faced person whose head you can see at a glance.

But Morax felt a bit helpless and troubled by her slightly unconventional and unruly side.

Communicating with Yuan Zhuoyue in this state is extremely difficult, and it is also very difficult for him to discern her true thoughts from her overly cheerful and excited emotions.

Even the mutual attacks when Yuan Zhuoyue lost control of her rationality were much more straightforward than they are now. Her behavioral logic and the goals she wanted to achieve were immediately apparent.

Morax couldn't tell whether Yuan Zhuoyue was using this mask to express her most sincere thoughts at this moment.

Or perhaps it's simply a way to adjust one's mood, choosing to be cheerful and chattering away at him with meaningless nonsense.

It's hard to tell the difference between reality and illusion, truth and falsehood.

Yuan Zhuoyue is sometimes very easy to understand. It seems that she never hides her thoughts, and they are clearly written on her face, so that you can see them clearly at a glance.

Sometimes it was obscure and difficult to understand. Even though Morax vaguely understood something, he always felt that the meaning he had grasped might be different from her truest thoughts.

If there were enough time, Morax could try to understand Yuan Zhuoyue's inner thoughts. Perhaps then he could discern the true meaning behind her words and grasp her intentions.

However, once the barrage of nonsense from Yuan Zhuoyue began, it would not stop easily. It came like a sudden storm and required an immediate response.

They didn't give Morax much time to think.

He was temporarily stuck, pondering how to respond to her overly whimsical, even irresistible, words in a way that would satisfy her.

This simple state of relaxed conversation will not escalate into a verbal dispute.

This noisy game will continue until Yuan Zhuoyue loses interest and gets bored, or until she feels thirsty and tired, at which point she will temporarily stop.

As for whether it will continue?

That all depends on what Yuan Zhuoyue is thinking.

However, since Yuan Zhuoyue was in high spirits, Morax, who was already quite used to it, naturally chose to go along with her.

Play with her until she's had a great time, then we can talk about other things.

Of course, Yuan Zhuoyue won't stop anytime soon.

She finally stopped chattering after drinking three or four pots of tea, as if to announce that everything had finally come to an end.

Morax felt a little uneasy after the sounds of birds chirping and insects chirping around him finally stopped.

Holding Yuan Zhuoyue's hand, Morax, who had been under attack from her constant whimpering and moaning, was still calming the chaotic power within her body.

Seeing that she had finally calmed down, Morax's expression remained unchanged from before.

With just a gentle squeeze, Yuan Zhuoyue's hand, which was held in his palm, pulled her wandering thoughts back to him.

He then said in a gentle voice, "We still have plenty of free time today. Is there anything else you'd like to visit?"

"I'm completely unfamiliar with this place. The only place I'm somewhat familiar with is Liyue Harbor. If you ask me where I want to go, I naturally can't think of any good places to go." Yuan Zhuoyue's expression seemed troubled, yet also puzzled.

However, seeing her eyes flicker with a glint of light, as if a brilliant idea had just popped into her head, he immediately suggested with great enthusiasm, "This is your country, you should know exactly where there are good places around. How about this? You go and find a place, after all, you should know me well and know my preferences."

Yuan Zhuoyue has always been a very opinionated person, but there is a clear premise: that she wants to do something and is willing to do it.

In most cases, when she is lucid and not going crazy, Yuan Zhuoyue has always been a person who takes things as they come.

If I feel that the other party's suggestion is not something I dislike, I will try to accept it and explore the part that interests me.

Based on the above, Morax offered his suggestion: "Why don't you take a walk around here? This place is beautiful and serene, quite different from the scenery around Liyue Harbor. Although you've been to Jade Valley before, it was a rushed trip. You only saw some famous sights and didn't linger in this secluded mountain area. Now that you're here, it would be good to go for a walk to digest your food."

Yuan Zhuoyue nodded in agreement: "Okay, okay."

Seeing that Yuan Zhuoyue had already agreed to his proposal, Morax took Yuan Zhuoyue's hand and walked out of the farmhouse nestled in the mountains.

Following the bluestone path paved underfoot, and the winding mountain road, we walked step by step towards the verdant mountain ridge.

Morax strolled leisurely, telling Yuan Zhuoyue, who was walking beside him, about the past of this mountain forest and recalling the way it looked in his memory.

His voice carried a hint of emotion: "...The stone slabs along this mountain path, and the pavilion overlooking the scenery, were renovated in recent years as more and more travelers came to stroll along. Merchants saw the business opportunity and decided to build them. In the past, the path up the mountain was very difficult for ordinary people to traverse."

Tourism is simply about going from a familiar place to an unfamiliar one, wandering around, and seeing the sights.

And only by tasting the local food traditions and buying some small souvenirs reflecting the local customs and traditions can one consider their trip complete.

Yuan Zhuoyue took in the lush and tranquil mountain scenery and nodded repeatedly as she listened to Morax's explanation.

But he seemed to be lost in thought.

Because she had been thinking about something that had been troubling her for a long time.

As time went by, this lingering doubt did not diminish.

Instead, it accumulated over time, like a thick fog, shrouding her eyes and making it increasingly difficult for her to see her own situation clearly.