She Loved What He Just Said

Gu Xijiu started to doubt herself. "It does not sound right. Nuwa Empress knew how to make human figurines out of clay. She was the very ancestor of all mankind. I know nothing of that sort. In fact, Fan Qianshi is the one who knows how to make humans. The clones that he made are just examples."

Di Fuyi gently rubbed her temples and said, "Silly, that was only a metaphor. I was only describing the relationship between Fan Qianshi and I. I am not Fuxi, and he is not Pangu. As for Nuwa Empress, there is no sign of any connection between you and her. She only exists in folk tales."

Gu Xijiu fell back onto the bed. "That is disappointing. I thought I could be more powerful and noble."

Di Fuyi lay down by her side and pulled her into his arms. "Just be yourself. There is only one of you. No one can ever replace you. Why should you care about having a different identity?"