Chapter 1283: Chapter 777: Frequently "Harassed" by An Ji

"Mhm."

An Ji nodded.

He also believed that Ali truly didn’t know about Yuan YanYu’s admiration for him.

Thinking about it, Ali was indeed young, plus being a eunuch, it was understandable for him to be insensitive to such matters. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

He couldn’t help but glance at Ali again.

Looking at his handsome young face, petite body...

"I have something to do, so I’ll leave first." An Ji shifted his gaze and got up to leave.

As he left, he didn’t forget to remind, "Don’t wander around in the General Mansion."

An Youyou pouted, feeling displeased yet obediently walked towards her room.

The following days were peaceful.

Since Yuan YanYu found out she was a "eunuch," she never came looking for her again. Occasionally, Xiaohua mentioned that their young lady locked herself in the room and cried for three days and nights, utterly heartbroken.

An Youyou couldn’t comfort her, as such things are naturally best resolved by oneself.

Just like how she felt about An Ji.

Once you get over it, it’s just a fleeting cloud.

At night.

After An Youyou had dinner, she took a few strolls around the General Mansion to aid digestion, then returned to the bed to sleep.

Now that An Ji’s wound recovery was evident, she was contemplating when An Ji would lead the army to storm the palace.

Currently, with the severe internal strife in the Cang Kingdom, people everywhere were suffering; the longer the war, the more the people suffer.

An Youyou turned over, feeling a bit sleepless.

These days were too leisurely. An Ji had also been very busy these days; sometimes when she went to check his wound, she couldn’t find him and just wandered around the room and backyard alone, living the days of eat-sleep, sleep-eat, with completely reversed routines.

She didn’t know what time it was now.

Guessing it must be the dead of night.

An Youyou secretly vowed not to nap during the day, no matter how sleepy she was, as sleeping during the day was pure torment for the long, endless night.

An Youyou kept turning on the bed.

Suddenly.

There seemed to be a sound in the room.

An Youyou was startled.

So late, who would come to her room?

Could it be... an assassin?!

Should she scream?!

Or pretend to sleep?!

An Youyou suddenly closed her eyes, not daring to make a sound.

Her whole body was tense to the extreme, imagining who the person approaching her might be...

"..." An Youyou’s heartbeat quickened.

She only felt a figure directly got onto her bed.

An Youyou felt a chill.

Would she be stabbed to death directly?!

At the moment when she was at the brink of collapse, she suddenly sensed a familiar scent.

At the same time.

An Ji’s voice sounded in her ear, "Ali, don’t be afraid."

An Youyou suddenly opened her eyes.

In the middle of the night, what was An Ji doing on her bed?!

Could this guy be sleepwalking?!

She was so scared that her soul almost left her body.

"Don’t move." An Ji said in An Youyou’s ear.

The next moment, he directly squeezed into her quilt.

"Mmph!"

An Youyou’s heart raced.

Was An Ji being chased?!

But in the General Mansion, who would dare chase An Ji?!

If not being chased, then why did An Ji suddenly come to her bed...

An Youyou’s body was tense.

She just felt An Ji’s body tightly hugging hers, his head buried in her neck, clearly hiding.

Just then.

On the roof, there seemed to be a slight sound of footsteps.

So, there was someone on the roof.

Were they here to chase An Ji?!

An Youyou dared not make a sound.

Slowly, she vaguely saw a piece of tile being lifted by someone, seemingly inspecting the room.

An Youyou was so nervous that her palms were sweating.

She didn’t know how long it was.

On the roof, there was another slight sound, probably someone had left.

An Youyou took a deep breath, intending to tell An Ji that the person had left.

But as she was about to speak.

A big hand directly covered her mouth.

An Youyou’s eyes widened.

An Ji’s head, buried in her neck, didn’t lift even a bit as he shook his head.

Signaling her not to act recklessly.

An Youyou dared not speak anymore.

Although she didn’t know what happened, it was clear she had to cooperate with An Ji now.

The night quieted down.

Very quiet.

An Youyou dared not sleep either.

She figured An Ji wasn’t sleeping either.

And at that moment, all her sensory perceptions were fixated on An Ji’s scorching breath, the breath from his nose constantly between her neck. She even felt her entire neck was burning.

Thus they continued to be in a standoff.

An Youyou didn’t know how long they continued like this.