Chapter 5: Fine, There Are Only Steamed Buns

"If I tell you to marry, you marry, but if someone else tells you to marry, you’ll marry them too?" Having calmed down a little, Su Zhirui asked again. If she didn't get these questions cleared up, how could she possibly sleep?

"I wouldn't." Ignoring her anger, Yi Huang answered with his usual composure.

"Why wouldn't you?" Su Zhirui's expression finally improved slightly.

"There is no why."

"Why wouldn't you?" Suppressing her impatience, Su Zhirui asked once more. "Got it, there is no why." Seeing that he didn't answer, she answered for herself.

Yi Huang glanced at her silently, seemingly satisfied with her self-awareness.

"Damn you."

"..."

After dawdling for a long time, Yi Huang finally finished putting on his robes and started walking toward the door. Su Zhirui hurriedly dressed and got up to follow him out, but she moved too abruptly and nearly tumbled over the wooden railing into the pond, if not for him catching her by her slender waist from behind.

"What a massive lake." Braking to a halt, Su Zhirui couldn't help but exclaim. The sky had been too dark last night; she hadn't realized how beautiful the area in front of her house was. The crimson morning sun reflected off the water, shimmering and beautiful as a fairyland. White lotus flowers were visible everywhere, immersed in white mist, exuding a sacred aura. The swimming carp and frolicking mandarin ducks added even more vitality to this beautiful scene.

"I'm never leaving." Taking a deep breath, Su Zhirui couldn't help but sigh.

"You like it here?" The man behind her was lost in thought, his eyes hiding a complex emotion.

"I do, I love it."

"Then we're moving today." Out of the blue, the person in question nearly bit her own tongue off. What did he mean? She liked it, so he had to move? What kind of logic was that?

"Are you going against me?" Following behind him, Su Zhirui asked, her tone somewhat harsh.

"No." Yi Huang didn't stop his pace, walking straight past the corridor toward the kitchen.

"Reason?" Su Zhirui realized that if she asked questions, this man couldn't be bothered to pay her any mind. It would be better to keep her questions concise; perhaps then she would hear more than just two words.

"Living here is inconvenient."

Su Zhirui was overjoyed; it really was better to do the opposite.

The fact was, if she had to trek over mountains and through ridges just to reach the market, she would rather move. After all, a fairyland on earth couldn't fill her stomach.

After washing up and returning to the room, Su Zhirui was stunned once again. Breakfast was just a few Wangzai-style steamed buns? Looking at the large plate of white dough balls on the table, she couldn't help but roll her eyes. May I ask, does that damn man think she’s too dark? Although she didn't think she was particularly fair, eating only steamed buns—wasn't he afraid she’d get kidney stones? Wouldn't it also be exceptionally difficult to go to the bathroom? Or was she supposed to fetch water from the lake to drink her fill before eating?

"I want to eat noodles," Su Zhirui requested.

"Only buns," Yi Huang glanced at her and replied indifferently.

"If there are no noodles, rice porridge will do."

"Only buns."

"If there are no noodles or rice porridge, pickles will do." "Fine, only buns." Su Zhirui said, caught between laughter and tears as she answered for herself once again.

"If you aren't going to eat, pack them up; we'll eat on the road." Seeing that she hadn't moved for a long time, Yi Huang immediately took out a cloth wrap and packed the entire plate of buns into it.

"Where are we moving to?" Taking a bun from the bundle on his back, Su Zhirui took a bite.

"Ruoshui." Carrying three large bundles, the man walked in front and answered.