Transmigrated as the Short-Lived White Moonlight, I Ended Up Happily Ever After With the Female Lead - Chapter 31

Finally, with a bowl of bitter medicine down, Ji Yan’an frowned, forcefully enduring the bitterness that surged up from her throat. She stretched out her hand, asking for the jujube cake.

Song Yi immediately handed the jujube cake to Ji Yan’an’s mouth, quickly suppressing the bitter taste in Ji Yan’an’s mouth. It was a successful medicine-taking session at last.

“I think, from now on, having jujube cake with my medicine is pretty good!” Ji Yan’an hugged the remaining half piece and continued eating, her eyes curved into crescents as she smiled. Satisfaction was that simple.

Ji Yan’an was sitting on the edge of the bed, and Song Yi, who had been squatting, was about to stand up to put down the medicine bowl after Ji Yan’an finished the medicine. Because Ji Yan’an took a long time to take her medicine, Song Yi had been squatting for a while. When she stood up suddenly, her legs went numb. Losing her balance, she actually tumbled towards Ji Yan’an.

“Ah…” Ji Yan’an, who had no idea what was happening, was “pushed down” onto the bed. Song Yi was on top of her. Although not heavy, a faint fragrance wafted over, making it hard for Ji Yan’an to resist. Even more awkward was that one of Song Yi’s hands was resting on the bed, but her mouth had touched Ji Yan’an’s mouth. Though it was just a light brush, both of them felt as if they had caught fire.

Song Yi quickly stood up and retreated a good distance. Ji Yan’an also quickly got up and sat facing inwards, with her back to Song Yi. Neither dared to look at the other, both unsure why they felt so embarrassed.

“Please don’t mind. I…” Song Yi’s legs were actually still numb. She supported herself against the table to barely stand steady. Seeing that Ji Yan’an wouldn’t even look at her, Song Yi felt a little flustered.

“It’s okay, it’s okay. I was just worried that you, my beauty, might be unhappy in your heart. If you feel it’s nothing, then I feel it’s nothing too.” Ji Yan’an’s words now sounded exactly like incoherent excuses. In short, after saying this, her face became even redder, and the awkwardness in the air continued to spread.

“Let’s talk properly!” Ji Yan’an couldn’t bear the awkwardness any longer and was the first to break the ice.

For some reason, Song Yi’s heart tightened. She looked up at Ji Yan’an with some apprehension, waiting for her to continue.

“Have you always wondered why my personality has changed so drastically?” A seriousness unprecedented on Ji Yan’an’s small face appeared as she stared at Song Yi and asked.

Song Yi nodded without hesitation. She had thought about it more than once, but the conclusions were always different.

“After everyone experiences a struggle between life and death, they can probably have a sudden realization. When Ji Tong’an pushed me down that day, I thought to myself that I was definitely finished. All the maids and servants around were sent away by Ji Tong’an, and I had treated you so badly before… you certainly wouldn’t be willing to save me.” Ji Yan’an honestly recounted her feelings from when she read the novel, except that she had substituted herself with Song Yi at the time. She had thought then that if she were the female lead, she would absolutely not save her; she would kick Ji Tong’an down as well, and then run away.

Looking at it now, she had thought too simply.

Song Yi just stood by the table, listening quietly, listening to Ji Yan’an slowly open her heart to her.

“But you jumped down to save me in the bitter cold of winter. You allowed me to live a few more years in this world. This significance is different for me.” Indeed, after Ji Yan’an transmigrated, the moment she opened her eyes, she was already in the water. Before she could even figure out the situation, she was embraced by a pair of warm and strong hands. Although it was different from the original text, Ji Yan’an was still very grateful.

Song Yi felt a pang in her heart as she listened, especially seeing the once spirited Ji Yan’an getting beaten and having her carriage robbed by bandits these past few days because of her. Originally, Ji Yan’an only needed to sit comfortably in a bright, tall sleeping chamber, chatting and drinking tea happily with her maiden friends. Why would she travel all over the place for Song Yi?

“I… thank you too, for being willing to do these things for me.” Song Yi was sincere, but she was naturally poor at comforting people and expressing gratitude. Even her expression was so scarce. A cold expression was her most common one, but recently, spending time with Ji Yan’an, her smiles had gradually increased.

Upon hearing this, Ji Yan’an’s eyes brightened even more. She no longer cared about the previous awkwardness. She ran to Song Yi barefoot, took Song Yi’s hand with her small hand, and said word for word, “Then let’s stay together always and always!”

Song Yi’s heartstrings were plucked upon hearing this. She looked at Ji Yan’an blankly for a long time before nodding. This sentence implied too much—to stay together always and always.

Song Yi couldn’t help but wonder further: how would they stay together? Could she still be with Ji Yan’an even if Ji Yan’an married later on?

However, Song Yi didn’t voice it out. Instead, she sat down next to Ji Yan’an on the bed. This friendship conference, primarily led by Ji Yan’an, concluded perfectly, with the result being Song Yi and Ji Yan’an holding hands affectionately.

When the subordinates outside brought Le Yan and Pang Zhi into the room, Ji Yan’an still hadn’t let go of Song Yi’s hand.

Song Yi also didn’t shake her hand off. She naturally addressed the men first: “Thank you, gentlemen, for escorting us.”

The men exchanged glances, immediately understanding the meaning. After a few polite words, they withdrew from the room. Le Yan and Pang Zhi then stood there properly.

“Miss!” Seeing that Ji Yan’an was fine, Le Yan’s red eyes were about to shed tears again. Ji Yan’an quickly stepped forward to wipe away Le Yan’s tears, smiling and comforting her.

Le Yan finally managed to stop crying and stood aside with Pang Zhi, waiting for Ji Yan’an’s interrogation.

Ji Yan’an looked at Song Yi, and Song Yi nodded. A silent understanding was displayed between the two at this moment. As soon as Song Yi nodded, Ji Yan’an began to ask, “Pang Zhi, if you and Ji Tong’an were in the carriage last night, and the bandits asked Ji Tong’an to just leave you behind, do you think Ji Tong’an would leave you?”

Pang Zhi was still wearing the same clothes from yesterday, which had been scorched almost beyond recognition. She still stood there timidly. When Ji Yan’an asked her, she pondered for a long time before biting her lip and replying, “Yes.”

Everyone knew Ji Tong’an’s temper very well. If sacrificing a servant could secure her own safety, she would be eager to do it. How could she protect her as Ji Yan’an had?

“Then let me ask you again, has Ji Tong’an ever hit you or her other maids?” Ji Yan’an’s questions directly pierced Pang Zhi’s heart.

She recalled that day when Jing’er, who had accompanied Ji Tong’an to the back mountain, returned with a scalded hand and a large red mark on her face. A detailed inquiry revealed that Ji Tong’an had struck her.

If Ji Yongning ever asked why she hit someone, Ji Tong’an would only use the excuse that they had defied their superior.

“Yes, she has.” Pang Zhi’s psychological defenses completely collapsed. She covered her face, squatted down, and cried loudly, ignoring the fact that there were two masters in front of her.

Ji Yan’an felt a pang and wanted to step forward to help Pang Zhi up, but Song Yi held her back. She signaled Le Yan to help her up, and then led Ji Yan’an out of the room.

Ji Yan’an was very confused as to why Song Yi dragged her out, her large eyes full of questions.

Song Yi looked at the room, and then at the “guards” standing nearby like wooden statues. Perhaps afraid of being overheard, Song Yi specifically leaned close to Ji Yan’an’s ear and whispered, “Let Pang Zhi and Le Yan talk inside. I believe she will be willing to testify for us soon.”

The breath on Ji Yan’an’s ear was ticklish. Ji Yan’an’s body involuntarily trembled. Subconsciously, she tried to escape from Song Yi, but accidentally stepped on her skirt. She tilted backward, eyes tightly shut, preparing for her head to hit the ground, but instead fell into a warm embrace.

“What’s wrong? Still shy?” The amusement in Song Yi’s voice was barely concealed.