Bai Zheng tried her best to recall before replying, "It's true."
"You are cold, hungry and penniless. An old man would pity you so he divided half of your mantou.
However, as soon as you took a bite of that steamed bun, you saw a boy who looked even more pitiful than you, staring at you – the half of the steamed bun in your hand. "
Bai Zheng lowered her head, and with a "puchi" sound, he laughed: "I remember now. That guy had been staring at the steamed bun in my hand the entire time, and gave me a lot of pressure. In the end, I had no choice but to give the steamed bun to him."
"He is Chu Feng." The Princess Yunxi spoke word by word.
"What?" Bai Zheng was startled, "He is Chu Feng?"