Transmigrated as the Short-Lived White Moonlight, I Ended Up Happily Ever After With the Female Lead - Chapter 32.2

Song Yi secretly thought the same, but the Ji Manor wouldn’t allow it, and Ji Yan’an couldn’t simply discard her identity as the Eldest Miss.

“We need to go see Grandmother this afternoon. We can’t linger in this small town for too long.” Ji Yan’an said with a serious expression. Since Song Yi had escaped, the Ji Manor was surely in an uproar. To prevent the awkward situation of being caught and dragged back, Ji Yan’an had to choose to leave quickly.

And also, to quickly subdue that little schemer, Ji Tongan.

Ji Yan’an grew angry just thinking about the wound on Song Yi’s left shoulder; the heartache was even more intense. As long as Ji Tongan was not dealt with, she could not forget this enmity.

As she thought, Ji Yan’an’s faces darkened. Song Yi didn’t understand why she was angry, but merely nodded. Her subordinates had indeed already arranged a boat for the afternoon, a point on which Ji Yan’an and Song Yi were in agreement.

“Oh, right. Are those guards the town magistrate’s… people? Should we go thank them?” Ji Yan’an didn’t know what to call the local official, hoping that calling him the ‘town magistrate’ wouldn’t arouse Song Yi’s suspicion.

But what Ji Yan’an didn’t know was that Song Yi was even more uneasy than she was. There were no patrolling people in the town; they were all her own people—a group of elites her father had arranged for her before his death. It wasn’t until she entered the Ji Manor that she realized these people had been protecting her in secret. Since then, she had arranged for these guards to search for evidence to prove her father’s innocence.

“No need, I’ve already been there.” Song Yi said this without batting an eye, which made the uneasy Ji Yan’an believe her completely. She began humming a little tune, preparing to change into the dress the guards had brought. She had already taken off her outer garments when Ji Yan’an suddenly realized Song Yi was still standing there.

“You, you, you… get out!” Ji Yan’an quickly picked up the quilt again to cover herself, looking at Song Yi as if she were anything but a gentleman.

Song Yi chuckled. Her blue robe fluttered as she withdrew her hand and left, which made Ji Yan’an silently pick up a long blue dress… “I don’t care! I want to wear the same color as the beautiful Miss Song!”

Ji Yan’an muttered to herself as she changed into the light blue long dress with a white cloak draped over it. It was both warm and pretty. But Ji Yan’an was a little confused: I don’t remember seeing this dress in my wardrobe at the Ji Manor. If Song Yi bought it from a clothing store, how did she know my size?

The more Ji Yan’an thought about it, the stranger it seemed, but her face flushed slightly. Our little ‘Princess of Association’ was starting up again. Scenes from idol dramas where the male lead secretly paid attention to the female lead’s size kept playing in Ji Yan’an’s mind, forcing her to re-evaluate this seemingly cold and aloof female protagonist.

“Wait, that’s not right. Why am I casting the beautiful Miss Song as the male lead and myself as the female lead?” Ji Yan’an suddenly cleared her head, feeling the “gay” vibe getting stronger. She quickly shook her head, trying to throw these dangerous thoughts out of her mind.

But it didn’t seem very successful. After changing, Ji Yan’an ran to open the door and let Song Yi in.

Song Yi had already commanded quite a few guards to complete their respective tasks, leaving only a few. Seeing Ji Yan’an invite her in, she put aside her other matters for now… Ji Yan’an’s matters were more important.

“Look… isn’t it pretty!” Ji Yan’an twirled in place. The light blue dress fanned out in layers of ripples, with the white lining faintly visible. The white fur on the cloak was as beautiful as snow.

Ji Yan’an’s hair was simply styled by herself into a small bun, adorned with the celadon jade earrings she was already wearing. Her slender, well-defined waist was cinched with a light blue half-moon wave silk sash, and the jingle of her jade pendants rang out. The demeanor of the Ji Manor Eldest Miss was evident at this moment. Even Song Yi, who was used to seeing heavily made-up women, was stunned by the sight of this girl’s beauty and attire.

“Beautiful.” For the first time, Song Yi thought her eye for clothes was unparalleled. This blue dress she chose for Ji Yan’an was selected according to her own preference. She had also brought some other dresses in pink and purple, but they seemed a bit too common. She had thought Ji Yan’an, with her Eldest Miss temperament, would naturally prefer the most luxurious clothes, but it turned out that the dress she chose aligned perfectly with Song Yi’s taste.

Ji Yan’an chuckled, walked to Song Yi’s side, took her hand, and said proudly: “We’re wearing the same color! Don’t we look like a pair!”

Song Yi subconsciously nodded, then immediately shook her head after realizing what she’d done, which made Ji Yan’an laugh heartily. It was the first time Song Yi had shown such an adorable reaction, and Ji Yan’an was grateful to be the first to witness it.

Song Yi stayed with Ji Yan’an for the entire morning. It wasn’t until lunchtime that Ji Yan’an finally let her go. Ji Yan’an hadn’t done much work, hadn’t even walked much, but her constant chattering had made her hungry and thirsty. The inn’s noodles were superb, so she ordered a bowl of meat soup noodles, which she devoured with great relish.

Song Yi was still as graceful as ever, as if etiquette and decorum were ingrained in her very bones. Ji Yan’an found it pleasing to watch and couldn’t help but want another bowl. Song Yi quickly stopped her: “Don’t eat too much. Did you forget about the indigestion you had last time?”

Ji Yan’an was surprised. Song Yi was acting like her own mother now. She’s supposed to be a lonely, cold, and aloof female lead, Ji Yan’an thought, biting her chopsticks and pondering why she had changed. Unable to figure it out, she simply put down her chopsticks and listened to Song Yi. Indigestion was indeed very uncomfortable.

“I always thought only children got indigestion…” Ji Yan’an lowered her head, puzzled. She hadn’t eaten that much… had she?

Song Yi didn’t reply. She helped Ji Yan’an tidy her clothes and said, “We can go now.”

“Huh… huh?” Ji Yan’an was surprised by the sudden departure. No wonder Song Yi had quickly finished her meal and started tidying up; she had planned to leave right after eating.

But didn’t Song Yi plan to let me help?

“You didn’t let me help you pack. What if we left something behind?” Ji Yan’an sat dumbfounded by the table, watching Song Yi carry large and small bundles, all containing the jewelry and clothes Song Yi had prepared for her…

Song Yi turned her head with a relaxed expression: “Well, as long as you don’t leave your mind behind, there’s basically nothing else you need to pack.”

Ji Yan’an was stunned. This legendary female lead is not only aloof and defiant but also comes with a built-in sarcasm function!

Ji Yan’an pouted and followed Song Yi out the door. After checking out with the owner, a carriage stopped at the entrance. Ji Yan’an shuddered slightly, recalling the events of the previous night.

Song Yi saw that she was scared. She put the items into the carriage, then came back, took Ji Yan’an’s hand, and led her onto the carriage.

The carriage was rented temporarily, only for the two of them to ride to the river, so there was no charcoal stove inside. Ji Yan’an rubbed her small hands and got in first. Seeing Song Yi enter, she quickly scooted over to her side.

“Don’t be afraid. I said I won’t let you run into danger again.” Song Yi offered comfort. The command she had just given was for her men to scout the road ahead, ensuring no mishaps. In fact, the guards had already done so.

Ji Yan’an nodded, trusting Song Yi unconditionally. She gently lifted the curtain and saw Le Yan and Pang Zhi walking together.

“Pang Zhi, do you happen to know… anything about me falling into the water?” Ji Yan’an thought for a moment and posed the question that had been weighing on her heart for a long time. Ji Huai said Ji Yongning had started an investigation, but since no other servants or maids were present that day, any investigation would be futile. It would be better to start with Pang Zhi.

“Miss, Pang Zhi truly doesn’t know about that…” Pang Zhi’s eyes darted around. Whether she was afraid of Ji Yan’an or genuinely didn’t know, no words could be pried from her mouth. Ji Yan’an was about to ask again when Song Yi squeezed her hand.

“What’s wrong?” Ji Yan’an lowered the curtain and turned to face Song Yi, not understanding what she was doing.

Song Yi shook her head: “Don’t ask anymore. It was already a struggle for her to tell you about the poisoning. She can’t possibly reveal other matters all at once. There is no such thing as a completely flawless plan. If you want to investigate, it’s better to wait until you have enough evidence to thoroughly take down the person, and then bring it all out.”

What Song Yi said made a lot of sense. Ji Yan’an had to admit that this was much better than being reckless and wasting the opportunity. This crucial move must be saved for last.

Ji Yan’an nodded and didn’t ask further, simply holding the hand warmer.

The carriage moved quickly, speeding through the streets like a gust of wind. This driver didn’t prioritize stability like the Ji Manor’s driver; he prioritized speed. As a result, riding in the carriage felt like riding a rollercoaster for Ji Yan’an. After winding around for a bit, the driver finally brought them to the boat before sunset. Le Yan and Pang Zhi, who couldn’t keep up, had been pulled onto horses by the driver. Their faces were now ashen, no different from Ji Yan’an’s.

When Ji Yan’an alighted from the carriage, she was still clutching Song Yi’s sleeve. It wasn’t until her feet were firmly planted on the ground that she felt she was back in the mortal world, not on a cloud.