Chapter 1473: I Like It, So I Will

Ever since Feng Fuce bought Xijiang Yue.

The dishes and pastries that Bai Zhi’er loved the most were almost exclusively for her, no longer sold to the public.

Over time, the number of guests at Xijiang Yue gradually decreased.

Bai Zhi’er believed that good food should be shared with everyone, so she persuaded Feng Fuce to offer those delicious dishes to the guests again.

So recently, Xijiang Yue has become extremely popular.

One of their signature pastries, Bean Cake, always required queuing, and even then, there wasn’t a guarantee of buying it.

Feng Fuce probably thought of this temporarily, considering Bai Zhi’er was out walking with her parents today, and sent someone to buy her favorite pastries for her.

Since he went there, Bai Zhi’er didn’t feel like returning to the pavilion for a while, so she nodded: "Okay, I got it."

She turned back, but instead of heading to the pavilion, she slipped into the woods, planning to wait for a while by the creek.

Bai Zhi’er was quietly squatting by the creek, using a branch to help a little crab cross the river.

Suddenly, a voice called out behind her—

"Little Junior Sister?"

She was so startled that she almost fell into the water.

"Ah?!" Bai Zhi’er turned around and saw Xie Yu’s pale face nearby.

She stood up and stepped back a few steps: "Don’t you find it odd to call me that?"

Xie Yu folded his arms, raised an eyebrow, and thought for a moment: "It is a bit, then should I call you Fairy?"

Bai Zhi’er was left speechless.

Xie Yu then gritted his teeth and said: "You really tricked me well. I even thought you were a fairy, had a temple specially built for you, offered daily worship, and tirelessly researched books to find out which immortal figure you might be, only to learn once when Master mentioned it and showed me your portrait, that the so-called fairy is actually the Princess of Chu Kingdom!"

Bai Zhi’er pinched her brow.

She was truly defeated by her master!

A few years ago, she ran around everywhere to accumulate merit.

Mo Yanchi said he would miss his little disciple, so he personally painted her and kept it with him.

He bragged to everyone about how obedient his little disciple was.

And so, this was how he bragged in front of Xie Yu.

Bai Zhi’er sighed: "I didn’t lie to you, I just concealed it."

"Concealment is already enough to make someone angry! I thought we were very close friends, you accompanied me through life and death crises, but your own identity was like a mystery. If it wasn’t for this discovery, I fear I’d never have a chance to see you again in this lifetime?"

As Xie Yu said this, he stepped forward a few steps.

Bai Zhi’er suddenly realized that the young man who was only a bit taller than her back then was now more than a head taller than her.

His face was no longer the youthful and tender one from before, but was tempered into something more steadfast, with eyes as bright as torches.

Bai Zhi’er silently stepped back, keeping a distance.

She cleared her throat slightly: "Why are you referring to yourself as ’Zhen’ again?"

Xie Yu snorted coldly: "I like it, I want to."

"Alright then, you enjoy yourself here, I’ll head back to the pavilion first." Bai Zhi’er hurriedly wanted to run.

Xie Yu was taken aback and then angrily shouted, "Stop!"

He quickly caught up: "Are you planning to leave just like that? Aren’t you going to give me an explanation?"

Bai Zhi’er felt wronged: "What do I need to explain? I saved your kingdom, suppressed the rebellion!"

Xie Yu frowned: "Then why didn’t you tell me your true identity when you left? Were you afraid I’d cling to you, afraid I’d write to you?"

Bai Zhi’er felt this was utterly absurd.

"I just didn’t feel the need to say it, it wasn’t necessary. I wasn’t just helping you, I was helping a friend."

"You just didn’t want me." Xie Yu’s sharp gaze turned somewhat lost and forlorn.