Although she had only lived here for a short while, Shenhe was quite familiar with some of Ganyu's little habits.
For example, eating a Qingxin flower before bed.
Shenhe thought it was time to use one of the ultimate weapons from the thirty-six techniques that Lady Ying'er had mentioned.
She decided to drug Ganyu directly.
But Shenhe hesitated.
Because she wasn't sure if human medicines would work on Ganyu.
But Shenhe still went ahead with it.
However, when Ganyu saw the white powder covering her prepared evening Qingxin flower, she fell silent.
It was obvious at a glance that it was sleeping powder from the pharmacy.
Although such things had no effect on qilin, Ganyu still found it amusing.
It was clear who had done this.
Since the direct approach didn't work, you're trying the indirect approach, right?
Though this could hardly be called indirect - more like a half-hearted attempt at being sneaky.
So Ganyu quietly threw her Qingxin flower in the trash, then stood up, preparing to find Shenhe and properly educate this presumptuous junior disciple.
But as soon as she stepped out the door, she felt a sharp pain in the back of her head, her vision went black, and she collapsed to the ground.
Shenhe stood silently, holding an iron rod covered in talismans, watching Ganyu lying on the ground.
Even the floor tiles had cracked.
The force of the blow was evident.
At this time, Jiang Ning, who was preparing for bed, felt his bed shake slightly.
He sat up, wondering what was happening in Liyue Harbor lately? Why did it seem so unsettled?
But after waiting a while with no further tremors, he lay back down reassured.
Meanwhile, Shenhe had specifically researched the texts - drugs wouldn't work on qilin adepti.
But if magical attacks wouldn't work, Shenhe herself possessed immense physical strength, so she opted for the direct physical approach.
At home, Ganyu's guard was lower, and with Shenhe deliberately using adeptal arts to mask her presence, Ganyu fell for the trap.
Shenhe felt apologetic, but then she remembered how her senior disciple had allowed someone else's essence to mix with her junior brother's, which previously had only carried her own scent.
Shenhe's eyes grew determined.
If there was anyone to blame, it could only be you, senior sister.
But Shenhe still had some conscience - after carrying Ganyu to her room, she left.
She was even thoughtful enough to lock the room door... from the outside with three or four locks, and nailed the windows shut for good measure.
...
Jiang Ning felt he couldn't sleep comfortably, always feeling like someone was watching him.
And why was it becoming harder to breathe?
Also, why did it feel impossible to turn over?
In his half-asleep state, Jiang Ning opened his eyes, and was immediately startled awake.
No wonder he couldn't move - his senior sister, Shenhe, was lying beside him, holding him tightly.
And she was wearing only a thin inner garment.
Now he could not only feel his senior sister's softness but could directly experience Shenhe's milk-smooth skin.
Shenhe's jade-white skin, under the moonlight, appeared even more fair and translucent. Whether it was her clothes, her silk-like hair, or her skin.
Everything was pure white, just like Shenhe herself, as pure as blank paper.
Only now, that blank paper had been stained with some other colors.
[Yellow, perhaps?] the System couldn't help but comment.
Jiang Ning thought to himself, "Although what you're saying doesn't quite fit the current atmosphere, I surprisingly agree with you..."
[You're not losing out anyway, Host. Embrace her, embrace her thoroughly...] the System seemed extremely excited.
Jiang Ning fell silent for a moment, looking at the faint hearts in his senior sister's eyes, and noting that Senior Sister Ganyu still hadn't come by.
He knew he couldn't escape his fate tonight... he only hoped his premonition was wrong...
Finally, Jiang Ning took his last step...
He directly blocked out the System that was even more excited than himself.
The System panicked: [Host, what are you doing? Let me watch! I'm female, I won't take advantage of you! Host!]
But it was too late - Jiang Ning had already blocked her out.
The System could only go to sleep in tears.
With the annoying voice gone from his mind, Jiang Ning asked:
"Senior Sister, what are you..."
His voice was somewhat hoarse, surprising even himself.
Shenhe pressed her soft, elastic cherry lips together before slowly speaking:
"Junior Brother, do you know? My past... One day, I secretly returned to my childhood village without telling you and Master, only to find the village abandoned and my father already deceased."
"Looking at that lonely grave, I suddenly understood that my ties with blood relatives were completely severed, and there would never be closure for the past I cared about."
"Since that day, I had given up on all worldly matters. Even when Master asked me to return to the mortal realm, I was unwilling..."
Shenhe quietly expressed her true feelings. She, who was usually the most awkward, had become quite talkative.
Jiang Ning listened quietly.
"Until I met you. Being by your side, I felt a long-lost peace, and I've grown to feel increasingly secure beside you."
"I don't know what it means to like someone, nor do I understand what my father and mother's love was..."
"But I do know that I want to see you smile, want to fulfill all your needs, I want... to stay by your side forever."
Shenhe's somewhat clumsy confession made Jiang Ning's heart beat faster.
The senior and junior disciples gazed at each other silently. Although their gazes were calm, beneath the tranquil surface raged waves of emotion.
"Senior Sister, do what you want to do."
Jiang Ning suddenly smiled. To have such a beautiful and pure-as-paper immortal fall into the mortal realm, marked with his own signature.
Jiang Ning was overjoyed.
Body temperature gradually rose, and the atmosphere grew increasingly passionate.
Although on Yujing Terrace, below Mount Tianheng, the night air still carried a chill.
But inside the room, it was like eternal spring.
The Qingxin flower's petals and even its pistils were covered in night dew.
Under the blessing of both Cryo and Geo elements, it trembled like a flower in the cold wind.
Only this delicate Qingxin flower bloomed proudly in the storm, lasting until the tempest had spent its fury.
She still smiled last.
Even... the tiny flower began its counterattack against nature.
The night was still long.
Life continues, and so does the battle.
--- its me your beloved rivyura : this chapter was hard to translate for me iykyk, oohh my shenhe :( ---