Transmigrated as the Short-Lived White Moonlight, I Ended Up Happily Ever After With the Female Lead - Chapter 66

Ji Yan’an was completely too embarrassed to look at Song Yi. Was this still the Song Yi she remembered? How did she become so vulgar!

Hearing her words, Ji Yan’an realized they had ‘cooked the rice,’ so she didn’t hold back anymore. She pulled the quilt away and immediately embraced Song Yi, biting her lower lip with a pitiful look on her face.

“Stinky Song Yi, I like you!” Ji Yan’an said this while completely sober, which touched Song Yi even more than the previous night. She lightly kissed Ji Yan’an’s neck, the faint aroma of wine still lingering at her nose.

Ji Yan’an’s body went weak from the kiss, and the arms wrapped around Song Yi gradually loosened. Song Yi, however, pulled Ji Yan’an closer, lightly nibbled her earlobe, and sprayed warm air onto Ji Yan’an’s ear: “Yan’an… last night wasn’t satisfying. Shall we try again today?”

Ji Yan’an was swept away in passion by the kisses and casually agreed, not really thinking. It wasn’t until she felt Song Yi beginning to slowly remove her undergarments that she gradually regained some sense. Her small hand gently pushed Song Yi: “Stop… Mmm, don’t do this… No!”

Song Yi spoke soothingly, but her hands were mischievously wandering. Soon after, she leaned close to Ji Yan’an’s ear and chuckled: “It’s already come to this… and you still say no?”

Ji Yan’an’s faces flushed crimson. The hands pushing Song Yi were also soft and weak, unable to exert any force, which instead seemed like a form of temptation to Song Yi.

Ji Yan’an’s long hair was spread over her shoulders, her undergarments were half-removed, and her fair, delicate shoulders were exposed, prompting Song Yi to lean in and gently bite them.

“It hurts…” Ji Yan’an let out a soft moan, which only made Song Yi kiss her more passionately. At this moment, the two of them were intimately entangled, and the silvery threads between their lips shone brightly in the morning sunlight…

“Song Yi, why aren’t you saying anything?” Today was New Year’s Eve (Lunar New Year’s Eve), and Ji Yan’an was lying in Song Yi’s arms. The two of them were sitting in the carriage on their way to the Ji residence. But the strange thing was that Song Yi hadn’t spoken since getting into the carriage. Ji Yan’an held back for a long time before finally asking her why.

Song Yi’s hand gently squeezed Ji Yan’an’s waist, and she curved her lips into a teasing smile: “What’s wrong? You don’t think your back hurts enough?”

Ji Yan’an gasped lightly when she was squeezed, and she rose from Song Yi’s embrace with a red face. She cupped Song Yi’s face and said very seriously, “Why exactly aren’t you speaking?”

Song Yi pecked Ji Yan’an’s red lips, pulled her back into her embrace, and sighed: “I’m afraid… that the Prime Minister and Madame will chase me out of the Ji residence with knives, spears, and clubs.”

Ji Yan’an was first stunned when she heard this, and then she burst into laughter in Song Yi’s arms, her hair ornaments becoming dishevelled. Song Yi’s face darkened, and she held Ji Yan’an tightly, genuinely a little scared.

Ji Yan’an stopped laughing, held Song Yi’s hand, stood up, and looked into Song Yi’s phoenix eyes: “Do you know why I dared to run to find you in the middle of the night? It was because Grandmother encouraged me… Do you think… Father and Mother would disagree?”

Song Yi felt slightly relieved upon hearing this. She pulled Ji Yan’an back into her embrace, unwilling to let her leave for even a moment.

When they arrived at the Ji residence, Song Yi sat quietly to the side in the main hall. Madame Ji and Ji Yongning the Prime Minister stared intently at Song Yi. Even when Ji Yan’an tried to say something to lighten the mood, Madame Ji glared at her.

At this point, Ji Yan’an had no choice but to sit beside Madame Ji, looking at Song Yi with a distressed expression.

Song Yi stood up and bowed to Madame Ji and Ji Yongning: “To my two elders, Song Yi offers her greetings. I ask that the two of you feel secure in handing Yan’an over to me. However you have spoiled and pampered her, I can do better than you. As you regard her as a treasure in the palm of your hand, so I shall regard her as the beloved of my heart. I will certainly not allow her to suffer the slightest wrong…”

After saying these simple words, Song Yi knelt down and kowtowed several times to Ji Yongning and Madame Ji. Seeing her kneeling in her blue robe, Ji Yan’an couldn’t help but feel a pang of heartache. Seeing that Madame Ji and the Prime Minister showed no sign of telling Song Yi to rise, Ji Yan’an quickly ran down and knelt beside Song Yi: “Your daughter truly likes Song Yi… I beg my parents to grant us permission.”

Ji Yongning’s eyebrows were furrowed, but looking at the daughter he had cherished for so many years, he couldn’t bring himself to tear them apart.

Just as he was struggling with his feelings, the Old Madame walked in. She smiled and helped the two who were kneeling on the ground to their feet: “Don’t listen to your father. Grandmother supports you two. I’d like to see who dares to stop this!”

As expected of the Old Madame, even in a matter like this, she left everyone speechless. Ji Yongning sighed deeply and walked up to Song Yi, waving his sleeve. He pointed at her and said, “Now that you’ve ‘stolen’ my daughter, you must treat her well. If I discover that a single word of yours is false, the Ji residence will use all its power to settle the score with you!”

Madame Ji agreed, and she also included a few words from the Empress Dowager.

Song Yi nodded solemnly in agreement. Seeing her expression, Ji Yan’an felt that her own standing in their future family would not be low.

On New Year’s Eve, the family gathered around a large table laden with various dishes. Fireworks exploded in the sky, brilliant and colourful, adding a lively atmosphere to the cold, snowy night.