People are made of iron, and food is steel—miss one meal and hunger strikes hard.
After being busy all morning, Yang Yunxi was now so hungry that her stomach was practically stuck to her back.
She looked at the food set aside—there was rice and flour. Seeing the flour, instant noodles suddenly came to mind.
If she could have a steaming bowl of instant noodles right now, with an egg cracked into it and a sausage on the side, that would be perfect.
The moment the thought crossed her mind, a cup of instant noodles appeared in her hands.
After everything that had happened earlier, she wasn’t surprised at all.
She figured that as long as something existed in her parents’ supermarket, it would appear as soon as she thought of it.
Pickled cabbage beef noodles.
The familiar aroma made her mouth water uncontrollably.
She picked up a fork and took a big bite. Sour and spicy—so good.
After finishing the noodles in no time, she glanced again at the sleeping man.
She didn’t know when he would wake up, but Yang Yunxi still found a suitable spot near the cave entrance and set up a simple stove.
She planned to cook some pork liver and lean meat porridge for him. With his condition, something nourishing like meat porridge would be best.
But after washing the rice and preparing to start a fire, she realized she had no firewood.
Only then did she remember that her parents’ supermarket didn’t sell firewood.
And there was nowhere around where they could gather any.
Looking up at the towering tree above them, Yang Yunxi suddenly thought of charcoal. If there were no firewood, charcoal would work!
As soon as the thought appeared, a pile of charcoal materialized beside her.
“Oh, thank heavens!” Yang Yunxi muttered to herself as she lit the fire. “Good thing my parents opened that supermarket. Otherwise, I’d really be crying right now!”
She remembered visiting her parents half a year ago. People in the neighborhood had to take buses far away just to buy groceries. She had suggested opening a convenience supermarket in the community so everyone could shop nearby.
She never expected that idea would save her life now.
Without that supermarket, she would probably starve to death on this mountainside.
As the charcoal fire burned brighter, the rice grains began to dance in the pot. When the rice started to swell, Yang Yunxi added the marinated pork liver and lean meat, stirred well, and covered the pot.
In his sleep, Nangong An was awakened by the rich aroma of meat.
He opened his eyes and hazily saw a woman in strange clothing sitting beside a stove.
He remembered returning to the capital to visit family when he had unexpectedly accepted a mission—to suppress bandits in this area. He had fallen into an ambush and tumbled off a cliff.
He looked around. Above him stood a towering tree, and aside from that, there was nothing else.
So who was this woman?
Had he encountered an immortal?
He struggled to sit up, only to realize he was also wearing strange clothes.
His own clothes were hanging on tree branches, fluttering in the breeze.
Looking at his clothes, then at what he was wearing now, he suddenly realized the woman had changed his clothes for him.
Didn’t that mean she had seen everything?
“Hiss—”
Yang Yunxi heard the sound and immediately turned around.
Seeing that the man was already sitting up, she quickly walked over, helped him sit properly, and said:
“You’re awake. Does your head still hurt? I cooked some porridge for you. Sit here—I’ll bring it over.”
Nangong An stared at the woman before him, who looked like a celestial being, and froze.
By the time he snapped out of it, a bowl of fragrant lean meat porridge had already been placed in front of him.
Yang Yunxi scooped up a spoonful, blew on it to cool it down, and brought it to his mouth. “Try it. See if it tastes good and flavorful enough.”
Nangong An was already so hungry that his stomach was growling. Without thinking, he opened his mouth and swallowed the porridge.
The soft rice grains and tender meat spread through his mouth.
Delicious—far better than anything the cooks in the military camp made.
After a few bites, he simply took the bowl and started eating big mouthfuls.
In less than fifteen minutes, he had finished the entire pot of porridge Yang Yunxi had cooked.
After washing the pots and bowls, she returned to his side.
Before she could speak, the man asked, “Who are you? Why are you here?”
Yunxi thought that traveling alone during a famine was inconvenient, and having a man with her wouldn’t be a bad thing.
Unable to resist, she decided to tease him.
“Husband, how can you even forget your own wife? Aren’t you heartless?”
She had no idea that this single sentence would cause her to be firmly tied to Nangong An in the future—unable to shake him off, no matter what.
Nangong An himself didn’t know who he was. He couldn’t remember ever getting married either.
He tried hard to recall, but in the end, nothing came to mind.
Yang Yunxi didn’t force him. She knew that a blow to the head could easily cause memory loss.
Perhaps one day, when the blood clot in his brain slowly dissipated, he would remember everything.
“If you can’t remember, don’t force it,” she said. “Your head was injured, and recovery takes time. Forcing yourself to think will only make your headaches worse.”
She then took out his jade pendant and handed it to him. “By the way, this was hanging from your waistband when I changed your clothes. Now that you’re awake, I’ll return it to you.”
Nangong An took the jade pendant and examined it. His name was engraved on it.
Yunxi thought of his injuries and added, “Your wound has already scabbed over, but don’t exert yourself too much, or it might reopen. You also have a bump on the back of your head—your memory loss is probably from hitting your head. Rest well for the next few days and tell me if you feel uncomfortable. Understand?”
Nangong An obediently nodded. “Okay.”
And so, the two of them stayed at the cave entrance for more than ten days.
During that time, under Yang Yunxi’s care, Nangong An’s injuries completely healed.
Watching the woman conjure all kinds of food every day, he genuinely began to suspect that she was an immortal descended to the mortal world.
But then he remembered someone once telling him that far in the south, there was a tribe whose heirs all possessed a personal spatial ability.
Could this woman be the tribe’s new successor?
No matter what, he was deeply grateful to her. He would repay her properly in the future. Since she said she was his wife, then from now on, he would cherish her and love her for the rest of his life.
Time quietly passed.
One day after lunch, Yang Yunxi looked at the towering tree and wondered—were they going to be trapped here forever?
She wanted to go out and see what ancient times were really like and taste all kinds of delicious food!
“Do you think we’ll be stuck here forever?” she asked.
Nangong An looked at her and said, “You want to leave, but things outside are very chaotic right now. It’s dangerous to go out.”
Although they were halfway up the mountain, they could still hear noises and miserable cries from outside.
Hearing this, Yang Yunxi recalled what she had seen before falling off the cliff. Going out really was dangerous—but she didn’t want to stay here any longer.
“How about we go down to the bottom of the cliff and see if there’s a way out?” she suggested.
Seeing that she had already made up her mind, Nangong An couldn’t bear to refuse and agreed. “Alright. But you wait here first—I’ll go check the path.”