Transmigrated as the Short-Lived White Moonlight, I Ended Up Happily Ever After With the Female Lead - Chapter 16

Song Yi suddenly froze. Her smile… was beautiful? She couldn’t help but touch her own face. She had never felt that she was beautiful, yet Ji Yan’an kept emphasizing it.

“You sit still. I’ll go make the porridge.” Song Yi didn’t know how to respond to Ji Yan’an, so she rushed out of the room in a panic, leaving Ji Yan’an alone to swoon.

The wind outside started whistling again, but Ji Yan’an stayed inside the warm, bright sleeping quarters, lost in thought.

“Such a beautiful woman… it would be such a pity if she married later…” Ji Yan’an unconsciously uttered this sentence and then laughed at herself.

If she doesn’t marry, should she be left to gather dust? Someone thought sourly.

It was too boring to stay in the empty room, so Ji Yan’an wrapped herself in a cloak and walked out. She only intended to look at the scenery of the Ji Manor, but she unexpectedly heard a commotion outside the courtyard.

“Is that? Ji Tong’an’s voice?” Ji Yan’an carefully walked over, intending to eavesdrop on what they were saying first.

“Bitch! Can’t you look where you’re going?!” Ji Tong’an’s sharp voice reached her, giving Ji Yan’an a headache.

After she finally stopped talking, Ji Yan’an began to speculate. Ji Tong’an had always played the role of the obedient girl in the Ji Manor, so how could she be swearing? It could only be when she was in front of Song Yi that she dared to be so arrogant.

“Song Yi…” As soon as she thought of her, Ji Yan’an’s heart immediately clenched. No one could bully her!

Ever since Song Yi took such a serious injury to protect her, Ji Yan’an had made up her mind that she would never let her be bullied again.

Ji Yan’an didn’t care if Song Yi blackened or if she was the female protagonist anymore. Just based on the fact that Song Yi protected her, Ji Yan’an was determined to help Song Yi, even if it meant her death.

“You were the one who bumped into me.”

As expected, Ji Yan’an’s guess was correct. As soon as Song Yi’s pleasant, clear voice sounded, Ji Yan’an couldn’t remain calm. This was definitely Ji Tong’an looking for trouble!

“Why would I bump into you when I have nothing better to do? This entire set of clothes and shoes is brand new. You kneel down and clean them for me right now, otherwise… I’ll go tell Father.” Ji Tong’an looked at Song Yi with a smug expression.

Reporting to their father was a trick Ji Tong’an was adept at. She used to report Ji Yan’an, but now that Ji Yan’an and Song Yi were on the same side, she could only go to Ji Yongning.

Silence lingered on Song Yi’s side. Ji Yan’an’s heart sank, and she cursed under her breath as she pushed open the courtyard door, radiating murderous intent: “I’d like to see who dares to make Song Yi kneel!”

Ji Yan’an was truly furious. As she stepped out, she saw Song Yi already kneeling, head lowered, about to use a handkerchief to wipe Ji Tong’an’s shoes. She couldn’t see Song Yi’s expression.

And on the ground, still steaming, was the porridge she had made for Ji Yan’an.

For a moment, all sorts of emotions surged up, with anger being the most intense.

Ji Yan’an, eyes red, grabbed Ji Tong’an’s neck, gritting her teeth: “Make Song Yi kneel for you? Do you even deserve it?”

Ji Tong’an never expected Ji Yan’an to be so terrifying now. The grip on her neck tightened, and she was already struggling to breathe.

“Elder Sister… I… I was wrong…” Ji Tong’an painfully squeezed out these few words, her face already crimson.

But Ji Yan’an still showed no sign of letting go. Song Yi quickly stood up and grabbed her arm: “What are you doing? Let go!”

Her voice was cold yet urgent, and only then did Ji Yan’an snap back to her senses. She lowered her aching hand but continued to glare at Ji Tong’an.

As soon as Ji Tong’an was released, she gasped for air, tears welling up in her eyes, looking every bit like someone who had been bullied.

“Elder Sister, why… why are you helping her and even trying to choke Tong’an…” Ji Tong’an did not dare to get angry now, only daring to ask with a soft tone.

Ji Yan’an’s tone was calm, and she looked at her, saying word by word: “Because I know exactly what kind of person you are. The same goes for Song Yi.”

These words confused Ji Tong’an. Ji Yan’an didn’t want to explain further to her and pulled Song Yi toward the courtyard.

“My courtyard doesn’t welcome you. Don’t come here again.” After dropping this sentence to Ji Tong’an, she slammed the door shut.

Ji Tong’an was frightened by her reaction and dared not say anything more, scurrying back to her own courtyard looking disheveled.

After Song Yi followed Ji Yan’an into the room, she kept frowning, her expression serious.

Ji Yan’an was in no better state, resting her chin in her hand, looking sullen and ignoring Song Yi.

After a long while, Song Yi finally spoke: “Why did you suddenly get angry? Ji Tong’an has made me do these many times before…”

Hearing this made Ji Yan’an flare up, and she turned her back to Song Yi: “She makes you do it, and you just do it? I told you, from now on, I won’t let you be bullied. Why are you afraid of Ji Tong’an! You have injuries on your body and legs, and you were kneeling on the cold floor?”

This barrage of words stunned Song Yi. Ji Yan’an also realized she had spoken too much. As soon as she shut up, an awkward silence settled between the two again.

“Goo-goo-goo-goo…”

Suddenly, a rumbling sound came from Ji Yan’an’s stomach, finally breaking the silence. Ji Yan’an awkwardly covered her stomach, but Song Yi still heard it. The other person let out a small laugh and said: “You come to the kitchen with me. I’ll make porridge for you again.”

The mention of porridge made Ji Yan’an look forward to it, but remembering the hot porridge that had spilled on the ground, she felt like crying. Song Yi had endured her injuries to make porridge for her, only for Ji Tong’an to knock it over. All her effort had been wasted.

“I definitely have to go with you, otherwise, what if that hateful Ji Tong’an causes you trouble again!” Ji Yan’an had now placed Ji Tong’an on her list of key targets to guard against.

Song Yi gave a wry smile and pointed to the already darkening sky: “What I mean is, if you don’t come with me, I probably won’t even be able to enter the kitchen.”

The Ji Manor had strict rules; when the cooks were preparing dinner, no one was absolutely allowed into the kitchen. Of course, with Ji Yan’an, the beloved eldest daughter, no rule was insurmountable.

To put it another way, the original owner’s existence as the beloved eldest daughter was meant to break the rules.

“No matter why, from now on, wherever you go, I go.” Ji Yan’an charged out of the room, feeling brave and mighty, determined to walk toward the kitchen.

But… Ji Yan’an couldn’t remember where the kitchen was described in the original novel. Now, which way should she go?

Song Yi followed behind and, seeing Ji Yan’an stop at the courtyard gate, was a little confused: “Why aren’t you moving?”

Ji Yan’an immediately changed her expression, looking at the spilled porridge on the ground that hadn’t been cleaned up and started to sigh emotionally: “Look at all this porridge wasted. My heart aches so much…”

Before Ji Yan’an could finish her sigh, Le Yan led a large group of maidservants to clean up, not forgetting to look at Ji Yan’an: “Miss, are you hungry? Would you like this servant to take you to the kitchen to see if the wet nurses have made any snacks?”

These words made Ji Yan’an remember that the original owner, while alive, was not the type to eat mortal food, so… the original owner actually didn’t know where the kitchen was either!