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There weren't many glaze lilies left in Liyue. According to the history books, there used to be entire fields of them, cared for by a god who's name had been lost. Guizhong Xiangu wished that she could go back to those times, but then, she considered, who would be left to care for the glaze lilies of her age?
Today, she sat on the ground, her Vision-Powered Wheeled Chair resting nearby, and sung a gentle melody to the fragile flowers growing outside Qingce Village. Somehow, she knew that the flowers enjoyed the music, and it was almost as if she could feel them gaining strength the more times she visited.
She heard footsteps approach, but waited continued on until the melody came to its natural end. There was no need to interrupt her performance.
When she was finished, she turned her head to look at the golden-haired traveler with a soft smile. "Do you enjoy gardening, too?"
















