"I can poison you, what are you kidding about," Feng Qishi said, handing the noodles to Mu Anxiao.
Mu Anxiao smiled, "Thank you." As she said this, she reached out to take the not-too-hot bowl of noodles and froze.
Feng Qishi: "What's wrong?"
"There are no chopsticks, how can I eat?"
Feng Qishi's lips curled, and he immediately produced a pair of chopsticks and handed them to Mu Anxiao: "Use these."
On the way here, Mu Anxiao had wanted a bowl of hot noodles at every moment, anything hot would do.
But Feng Qishi had never satisfied her.
At this moment, Feng Qishi, in this desolate place, had brought a bowl of noodles, which gave Mu Anxiao a sense of unreality.
Then, she became suspicious of the Feng Qishi in front of her.
"Something's not right," she said, putting the bowl on the ground.
Feng Qishi looked down at the noodles, then at the suspicious Mu Anxiao, and said, "You're not eating."
Mu Anxiao asked, "Who are you?"
Feng Qishi: "...." He was bewildered.
Mu Anxiao asked again, "Who are you?"
Feng Qishi looked helpless, "Mu Shazi, what kind of madness is this?"
"You are..."
"I am me."
"You are not Shen Fengzi," Mu Anxiao said firmly, standing up and taking a step back. "You are Yaohun."
Feng Qishi tilted his head back, continued to look at Mu Anxiao helplessly, then picked up the bowl of noodles, stood up steadily, and said, "Never mind anything else, just tell me, are you going to eat or not?"
"You..."
"I am Feng Qishi."
"You are not."
"I am."
"You..."
"Mu Shazi, if you keep being suspicious, I'll eat this bowl of noodles," Feng Qishi said, picking up his chopsticks and lifting a strand of noodles from the bowl, asking, "Are you sure you won't eat?"
Mu Anxiao remained vigilant, "Alright, how can you prove you are Shen Fengzi?"
Feng Qishi took a sharp breath and said helplessly, "At Shen Xian's place, you often ate the noodles I made for you, have you forgotten?"
"...."
"Forgotten?"
"Such trivial matters are not worth mentioning."
Feng Qishi's face darkened, "My master taught me how to make these noodles, the taste will not change."
Hearing this, Mu Anxiao took a step forward, looked at Feng Qishi cautiously, then looked down at the clear broth and white noodles in the bowl, and said, "Shen Fengzi usually adds a poached egg for me, and there is none here." She stepped back again.
Feng Qishi: "There isn't even a shadow of a bird here, how can there be a hen?"
"...." Mu Anxiao blinked her eyes, finding Feng Qishi's words quite reasonable.
"...."
Mu Anxiao saw that Feng Qishi was as silent as herself, and looking around the surroundings, she said, "Last question, where did we first meet, I mean, your past life."
"You were a beggar, bullied by a bully, and after the bully left, I gave you silver and asked you to follow me. You asked why I chose you, and I said you were alone and had no one to rely on, right?"
"Do you really know?"
"Nonsense," Feng Qishi said, looking down at the noodles again. "If you don't eat soon, they'll get cold."
After all this, Mu Anxiao finally let down her guard towards the Feng Qishi in front of her. "Give it to me," she extended her hand.
The next second, Feng Qishi handed the bowl to Mu Anxiao, "Eat."
Mu Anxiao took the bowl and chopsticks and ate a few mouthfuls of noodles ravenously, asking, "Why is it so bland?"
"It's good enough to have something to eat, don't be so picky."
Mu Anxiao glanced at Feng Qishi, then ate while saying, "You're a hidden talent, you've been tricking me all the way."
"What did I trick you about?"
"Yesterday," Mu Anxiao said, squatting down and sitting cross-legged, "you said you didn't bring any food, so I had to eat wild fruits. At night, you suddenly had biscuits again, and now you have noodles. How many lies are in your mouth?"
"I can't possibly give you raw noodles, can I?"
"You brought noodles."
Feng Qishi: "....."
Then, Mu Anxiao looked down at the noodles and said, "Let's pretend I didn't ask that. Where did you get this water from?"
"You don't need to ask about these things."
"How can I not ask? The water here can't be drunk casually, if it's poisoned, it can kill people."
"I brought the water from the inn."
"Then where did you store it?"
"...." Feng Qishi's lips curled, and he suddenly lifted his outer robe.
Seeing this, Mu Anxiao lowered her head.
Feng Qishi looked at Mu Anxiao's actions and asked confusedly, "Why are you lowering your head?"
"I want to."
"Boring," Feng Qishi said, unfastening the cloth bag hanging from his waist, and then throwing it at Mu Anxiao's feet. "Everything is here, but there aren't enough ingredients. We must leave today."
Then, Mu Anxiao stared at the cloth bag in astonishment and asked, "Aren't you... heavy?" She looked up at Feng Qishi.
Feng Qishi: "You said you wanted to eat something hot, so I thought I'd prepare some for you. It doesn't matter if I'm tired, as long as you eat well, that's all that matters." After saying this, he was moved by himself.
Mu Anxiao, on the other hand, was completely the opposite, driven by curiosity, she finished the noodles in a few bites.
Then, she put down her bowl and chopsticks, reached out and opened the bag. Inside, there was only a leather water flask, a small bottle of seasoning, and the white noodles stuck to the cloth.
Seeing this, she looked disappointed, "With so little, you should have brought some vegetables."
"..." Feng Qishi was speechless for a few seconds at Mu Anxiao's ungrateful reply, saying, "It seems I can't be too nice to you. Look, now you've learned to find fault."
"I'm not finding fault, I'm just suggesting."
"I thought you would be moved."
"Moved," Mu Anxiao said perfunctorily.
Feng Qishi scoffed, bent down and picked up the bowl with not a drop of soup left, saying, "Just be content with what you have." He straightened up.
"I am content," Mu Anxiao nodded, and then asked, "What about you? What are you eating?"
"It doesn't matter if I skip a meal."
"You haven't eaten?"
"I just stole some noodles that the little chef had rolled from the kitchen. In total, it's only enough for you."
"Then what about you?" Mu Anxiao stood up, regretting that she had eaten the noodles.
Feng Qishi: "As long as I get enough sleep, I'm fine."
"You..."
"I'm really fine."
"Thank you."
"If you had said this thank you a moment ago, I might have accepted it. Now," Feng Qishi shook his head slightly, "it's useless."
Mu Anxiao: "...."
Then, Feng Qishi smiled, and as soon as he turned around, the woman in green walked in and said, "You're up."
Feng Qishi frowned, "Why are you here?"
At the same time, Mu Anxiao also looked at the woman in green, "You brought help."
The woman in green shook her head, "No."
"....." Mu Anxiao calmly observed the woman in green's completely different mental state from yesterday, then looked at her lazily drooping arms at her sides, and asked, "What trick are you trying to pull now?" She quietly reached out her hand towards Feng Qishi.