Chapter 6: 006 You'll Get Used to the Speechlessness

"Where is Ruoshui?" While gnawing on a steamed bun, Su Zhirui continued to ask questions without shame. To be honest, she still didn't even know which dynasty she was in.

"In the north." Yi Huang answered with his usual composure.

"How come I've never heard of it?" Su Zhirui froze. Which dynasty had a name like that?

"The north." Yi Huang turned around, glanced at her with a half-smile, and emphasized the two words again.

"Where is the north...? Damn it, it's not like I don't know what 'north' means." Halfway through her question, Su Zhirui realized she was being teased again.

Here we go again.

It was a completely pointless question, because no matter where it was, she had never heard of it, nor was there any need to know. Forget it, it was more practical to just focus on eating the bun. Still, she felt a little uncomfortable, perhaps because she was always the one initiating the conversation.

"Where is your home?" Feeling a bit petulant, Su Zhirui struggled to keep up behind him.

"You don't need to know right now." Stopping in his tracks, Yi Huang turned back to look at her. His expression hadn't changed, but he looked earnest.

"You wouldn't lie to me, would you?" Her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly. As if she had realized something, she immediately pivoted to another question.

"I wouldn't."

"Where is your home?"

"..." He wouldn't even let her trick him for a second.

"Then, shall I carry the bundle for you?" Feeling a bit guilty that he was carrying the bundle all by himself, Su Zhirui hurried up to grab his arm. "I'll carry the bundle, and you carry me." As soon as she finished speaking, Su Zhirui lunged onto Yi Huang's back. The man let out a muffled grunt, his brows knitting together tightly. Seeing his expression, she finally remembered the wounds on his back.

"I'm sorry, I forgot." She touched his back apologetically. Even through his clothes, she could clearly feel the uneven claw marks. Had she really used that much force last night? Uh, but it had been really painful at the time; not clawing his face was already doing his ancestors a huge favor.

"Get on." Yi Huang crouched down, his tone brooking no argument.

"But, you..." She certainly wanted to jump onto that broad, comfortable back immediately, but thinking of the tragic sight she had seen that morning, she held back. After all, these wounds were caused by her own claws.

"As long as you don't fidget." It was the second time he had spoken, and it seemed to be the limit of his patience. After a pause, Su Zhirui climbed onto his back very gently.

"Why don't you like to talk?" Not daring to move around, yet unable to bear the silence, Su Zhirui could only find some boring questions to break the awkwardness between them.

"No reason." Hearing this, Su Zhirui started to get a headache. In the future, she must not ask questions; she could only make statements or ask rhetorical ones.

"Alright then, I'll tell you why I like to talk."

"Not important."

Three more words thrown her way. This time, she was genuinely a bit angry. Fine, she surrendered; she pulled out a bun and continued to gnaw on it.

"Then what is important?" In the end, she couldn't help but ask again.

"When you're going to have children." Yi Huang answered bluntly.

"Then you should marry a sow."

"Don't fidget." Seeing her get agitated, he immediately issued a warning. The back she had clawed last night was probably bleeding again.

"I don't want to either." Su Zhirui rolled her eyes violently.

"Then don't wipe your boogers on me." Yi Huang said righteously.

"I didn't see anything, I didn't hear anything, so I don't know anything." Su Zhirui replied with a straight face, without blushing or skipping a beat.

"..."

Su Zhirui chuckled inwardly. Every time it reached this point, Yi Huang would always use silence to end the conversation.

It didn't matter; she would get used to his speechlessness soon enough.