Chapter Fifty-Two: Are You a Fairy?

Hearing Mo Yi’s words, Yan He Ru immediately looked at Shen He Zhi.

Were all these breakfast dishes made by him this morning? Why would he do such a thing…

“Mo Yi, when did I ever teach you to be so talkative?” Shen He Zhi scolded, though his tone betrayed not a hint of reproach.

Nonetheless, Mo Yi withdrew.

Yan He Ru and Shen He Zhi sat facing each other. Shen He Zhi would, from time to time, serve her dishes, leaving Yan He Ru feeling both astonished and flattered.

“Your Highness, is there something you wish to say?” Yan He Ru asked.

Her words made him pause mid-action, his chopsticks hovering above the dish. He then set them down and lifted his gaze to her.

“Is it that my sudden kindness unsettles you?” Shen He Zhi smiled.

Yan He Ru blinked in embarrassment. Shen He Zhi had not been like this before he left.

“You’re not Miss Yan Six, are you?” Shen He Zhi’s words came out abruptly.

Yan He Ru, still immersed in the awkward atmosphere, changed expression at once upon hearing this.

“What does Your Highness mean by that? How could I not be Miss Yan Six?” she replied.

Shen He Zhi said, “When I went to Huainan this time, I discovered some interesting things. All of them are closely related to you. Who are you, truly?”

As he spoke the latter part, his expression shifted dramatically—from gentle and pleasant to the looming threat of a storm.

Yan He Ru, seeing how certain he was, no longer wished to conceal the truth.

She had read countless novels where those who crossed worlds went to great lengths to hide their identities, never understanding why.

She had often thought that, should such a thing happen to her, she would reveal her identity at the right moment, rather than stubbornly refusing to admit the truth as the characters in those stories did.

“I am quite curious about what interesting things Your Highness encountered,” Yan He Ru said. She had resolved to reveal her true identity, but not so simply. At the very least, she should learn how Ninth Prince had discovered the truth.

“An elder—he was my benefactor in childhood. He told me.”

Shen He Zhi’s answer displeased Yan He Ru. “An elder? Has this elder ever met me?”

“No, he has not.”

That curt reply nearly made Yan He Ru spit blood. “He has not? The words of someone who’s never even seen me have convinced the Ninth Prince so thoroughly?”

“Your Highness, since it comes from someone who has never met me, how can you be so sure he speaks the truth?” Yan He Ru protested.

Shen He Zhi picked up his chopsticks, took a couple of bites, then wiped his mouth with a handkerchief.

“Because he is an immortal. What he says is always true. These matters have little to do with you. All I wish to know now is your true identity.

I have always wondered: Miss Yan Six’s status in the Yan family was never high, so how did she come to possess such medical skill? Moreover, her abilities surpass those of all renowned physicians in the capital.

At first, I thought you were simply hiding your talents. But after this recent trip, I realized the matter was not so straightforward.”

Shen He Zhi spoke with unwavering certainty. Yan He Ru, though intrigued by this so-called immortal, saw his confidence and decided not to hide any longer.

Still…

Although she no longer intended to keep up the charade, this explanation…

Yan He Ru looked up, gazing quietly at Shen He Zhi. “I didn’t expect the immortal to reveal so much to you. Very well, I can tell you.”

Her words instantly drew Shen He Zhi’s attention. He narrowed his eyes, filled with anticipation.

Yan He Ru smiled slyly and continued, “Actually, I am a fairy from the heavens, sent here to save you. Since there’s no need to hide my identity any longer, I’ll tell you the truth: your cold poison will be cured within a month.”

Shen He Zhi was utterly stunned by her words.

A fairy?

Yan He Ru thought he didn’t believe her and was about to reveal the real truth, when he suddenly rose, exclaiming, “You!”

Startled by his reaction, Yan He Ru stammered, “Um… I… what’s wrong?”

“So you’re a fairy! No wonder you can cure the cold poison! Even the principal disciple of the Shengjing Medical Hall’s master could do nothing for me, but you can! That explains everything!” Shen He Zhi burst out in hearty laughter.

This situation was entirely beyond her expectations.

Was Shen He Zhi a fool? He believed such an obvious fabrication?

With lingering doubts, Yan He Ru ventured, “Do you truly believe what I said? Not the slightest suspicion?”

Shen He Zhi smiled and shook his head. “Is there anything to doubt? The immortal already told me: the princess I marry is no ordinary woman. She is not from here, nor is she Miss Yan Six. He said Miss Yan Six’s body was claimed by you due to her death.”

Yan He Ru was left speechless, her curiosity about the immortal deepening.

Although the immortal’s words were ambiguous—only stating she was not from ‘here’—the concept of ‘here’ was broad.

‘Here’ could mean this world, or simply this nation.

Yan He Ru suddenly wondered if the immortal, like herself, had also come here from elsewhere.

No… If he had crossed worlds as she had, how could he know about her?

Yan He Ru began to suspect whether her arrival was a mere accident—or something orchestrated.

“So you came to my side to assist me, is that right?”

Shen He Zhi’s question brought her mind back. Yan He Ru nodded awkwardly, then quickly shook her head.

“Actually, I didn’t come to assist you. It was all a coincidence… Everything happened by chance. I never intended to come to your side…

But since I am here now, I will certainly help you. You… you want me to… I… I can cure your cold poison within a month, and then I’ll leave.” Yan He Ru rambled, unsure of herself, finally steering the conversation back to the cold poison.

She knew that was what Shen He Zhi cared for most, so it was a safe topic.

“I believe you!”

“Even though you’ve discovered my extraordinary identity, this morning you… you made breakfast for me… what was that about…” Yan He Ru stammered.

She truly could not be blamed; after all, the scene that morning had been so unexpectedly intimate…