Transmigrated as the Short-Lived White Moonlight, I Ended Up Happily Ever After With the Female Lead - Chapter 4
“What!” It was only then that Ji Yan’an felt a warm sensation under her nose. When she touched it with her hand, it was indeed blood!
“I, I, I… I must have been traumatized by falling into the water!” Ji Yan’an couldn’t find a handkerchief and was about to frantically wipe the blood with her sleeve, but Song Yi pulled a handkerchief from her own sleeve and stepped forward, dabbing the blood away from Ji Yan’an bit by bit. The two were very close, but the only thing that hadn’t changed was Song Yi’s expression.
Song Yi was wiping her blood, and Ji Yan’an was observing her flawless face.
No wonder she could be called a beauty on par with the original owner. This Song Yi, without any rouge or powder, and even in a worn-out dress, was a thousand times more beautiful than the women in the Ji Manor.
“If you dressed up, what kind of devastatingly beautiful appearance would you have…” Ji Yan’an said this unintentionally. Song Yi’s finger trembled, but she quickly recovered her composure and continued to wipe Ji Yan’an’s blood.
“I am not beautiful,” Song Yi said flatly. “And I won’t come to live with you.”
“Why?” Ji Yan’an cried out anxiously, but then met Song Yi’s eyes—phoenix eyes, cold and devoid of any emotion.
Finally, the nosebleed stopped, and Ji Yan’an had no reason to stay any longer. So, in the heavy snow, she, a young lady, was driven out and stood dejectedly in the snow.
“Miss!” Jinxi rushed over, crying loudly, putting a cloak on her and holding an umbrella for her, taking meticulous care of her, but in the process, making Ji Yan’an seem as fragile as a porcelain doll.
“Miss! You just woke up after falling into the water. Why are you out in the snowy night? If the Master asks, how am I supposed to explain!” Jinxi wiped her tears, looking genuinely worried about Ji Yan’an.
Ji Yan’an felt a bit annoyed. She took the umbrella herself and told Jinxi and the others to go back, leaving only Le Yan with her.
At this moment, the mistress and maid stood in front of Song Yi’s courtyard door. The heavy snow showed no sign of stopping, falling continuously and blurring the scene in front of Ji Yan’an.
“I completely forgot. Song Yi is a person who is aloof and rebellious all her life, and she would never look kindly upon others’ charity or gifts. My approach was wrong.” Ji Yan’an looked down at the tip of her shoe. Warm tears rolled down, soaking her delicate shoes.
The simple-minded Le Yan next to her did not notice that Ji Yan’an was crying. She simply thought Song Yi’s attitude was too sharp, so little Le Yan comforted her, “Miss… Miss Song’s personality is just like that. Please don’t stand here in the wind because of her.”
Ji Yan’an lightly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and silently scolded herself for being so quick to cry. She had only met Song Yi a few times, yet she was constantly affected by her emotions. Even though the other party was only a seventeen-year-old girl, her own mental age was supposed to be higher. Why did she become speechless when facing her?
These questions swirled in Ji Yan’an’s mind. She ignored Le Yan’s comfort and persuasion, but raised her head to stare at the door. Behind the door was Song Yi alone, without even a maid.
After a long time, when Ji Yan’an was completely chilled, she stumbled back to her own chamber.
It snowed heavily all night. When Ji Yan’an woke up the next day, she only felt dizzy and congested. The imperial physician whom Madam Ji had invited the day before had not yet left the manor. Upon hearing that Ji Yan’an was unwell, he immediately rushed over to check her pulse.
“Madam, there is no need to worry too much. Miss Ji merely caught a cold from falling into the water yesterday. This subject will now prescribe a few doses of medicine. Miss only needs to take them and rest well.” The imperial physician’s beard was already gray, suggesting he was deeply experienced. While feeling dizzy and congested, Ji Yan’an didn’t forget to speculate about Madam Ji’s status. To be able to invite an imperial physician of this caliber, Madam Ji must be extraordinary.
Madam Ji was not mentioned much in the text, so Ji Yan’an could only guess.
Unfortunately, she gave up struggling after just a moment of thought. She was a patient now and was not suitable for brainstorming!
Madam Ji and the others saw the imperial physician off and then hurried back to check on Ji Yan’an. Immediately, Ji Yan’an’s chamber was filled with people again. Ji Yongning, as the Prime Minister, had gone to court, so the concubines and concubine-born daughters in the back courtyard all came to fawn over Ji Yan’an, making her even more headaches from the noise.
“Madam! Someone from the palace is here!” Jinxi’s voice was exceptionally loud among the crowd. As soon as the words fell, everyone fell silent, only looking at Madam Ji.
Ji Tong’an’s mother, Third Concubine, spoke softly at this moment: “Madam, look how big a fuss the incident yesterday caused. There was no need to invite an imperial physician. Now…”
The Third Concubine’s words were cut short by Madam Ji’s intimidating gaze, which frightened her into silence.
“What, our Yan’an’s life was almost lost after falling into the water, and you dare to be displeased that I used my own waist token to invite an imperial physician?” Madam Ji’s words were direct, making the Third Concubine’s old face flush red.
In fact, it wasn’t just Madam Ji; Ji Yan’an was also a little unhappy. Her own life was almost gone, and this Third Concubine still had the mind to think about this and that.
“Instead of having so much free time, Third Concubine, you should discipline your daughter Ji Tong’an more. Her mouth yesterday almost harmed the person who saved me.” Ji Yan’an’s eyes were cold. After all, she considered herself a person from the new era. Could she really be so easily bullied by people from ancient times?
The Third Concubine was about to argue, but Jinxi urged everyone to move. Madam Ji was the first to walk ahead, followed by several servants walking briskly. Just as they were about to leave Ji Yan’an’s courtyard, they were stopped by several women.
“Madam doesn’t need to greet us. We are here to visit Yan’an.” The woman leading the group was dressed no less grandly than Madam Ji, and her speech was full of arrogance and indulgence. After carefully questioning Jinxi, Ji Yan’an learned that this was the mother of the current Third Prince, the only Imperial Consort Dowager.
“The Third Prince… it’s actually the Third Prince…” Ji Yan’an mumbled, clenching her small fists. This Third Prince, Liang Jingcheng, was the male lead of the original book and the scoundrel who ultimately betrayed Song Yi!
Jinxi stood beside Ji Yan’an, not knowing why she was so angry. Just as she was about to ask, she saw Madam Ji leading the Imperial Consort Dowager toward them. Helplessly, Jinxi had no choice but to first tuck Ji Yan’an’s blanket in before hastily kneeling down at the door to greet them.
Ji Yan’an watched with cold eyes, secretly making up her mind that she would never bow or kneel to this old demoness.
The old demoness entered the room with a plastered smile, which startled Ji Yan’an. She clutched her small blanket and watched the old demoness affectionately sit by her bed, touching her hair and then her fair, small hands.
Ji Yan’an felt disgusted just looking at the old demoness’s face, let alone being touched all over by her, but even though she felt nauseous, she had to endure it.
In a moment of desperation, she pretended to be very weak to make the old demoness retreat. However, the old demoness refused to leave. She barely paid attention to Madam Ji and just liked to constantly touch Ji Yan’an.
Ji Yan’an screamed internally: Is the male lead’s whole family crazy??
Just as she finished screaming internally, the old demoness glanced at Madam Ji and said, “My son has also arrived. He is currently talking to your son in the main hall. On the way here, I heard that the Song Yi you adopted harmed Yan’an by making her fall into the water. I thought things must be settled, or I won’t be able to account for it to the Empress Dowager. Call for that Song Yi and have her come with us to the main hall.”
Ji Yan’an was almost dozing off, but hearing this sentence instantly cleared her mind. Song Yi!? That scoundrel wants to see Song Yi?
“No!” The usually weak Ji Yan’an now felt anger block her chest. Before Madam Ji could speak, she shouted with full vigor. And this sudden loud shout nearly made the old demoness, the Imperial Consort Dowager, fall onto the floor in shock.