Chapter 1289: Chapter 778: An Ji’s Ascension, Seeking Romance on a Stroll (Part 3)
The street vendors are shouting, and the people coming and going are crowded; all the buildings on the street have been restored, and the faces of the people are beaming with brilliant smiles.
This is a country.
A place where the people can live and work in peace and contentment.
An Youyou suddenly feels that An Ji still has a touch of greatness.
"Master, we’ve arrived."
The Imperial Guard disguised as a coachman got off the carriage first, respectfully lifted the curtain and invited them to step down.
An Youyou didn’t reach out to support the coachman.
She directly jumped off the carriage, quite excited.
"Be careful..." An Ji couldn’t help but call out to her after seeing her somewhat dangerous actions.
An Youyou turned back and smiled at An Ji.
An Ji’s heart felt inexplicably warm.
With the help of the guard, he got off the carriage and then quickly followed An Youyou, who was happily skipping ahead.
An Ji couldn’t help but smile.
Already 15, yet still like a child.
His eyes suddenly tightened.
The image of a little person flashed through his mind.
Once upon a time, there was a little girl who walked the streets just like this...
An Ji shook his head.
He didn’t quite understand why he suddenly began to frequently think about An Youyou these past few days.
He naturally felt grateful to her because, back then, if she hadn’t saved him, he wouldn’t have the chance to meet Empress Dowager Daxuan. Without seeing the Empress Dowager, he wouldn’t have his life today.
However, the time spent with An Youyou was not long. In comparison, perhaps he had deeper feelings for Luming, having lived together for nine years; their brotherly bond was self-evident.
Yet he hadn’t anticipated that after returning to Beiyuan, he thought more about An Youyou, even during the days spent with her, he felt they shared a deeper emotional connection.
An Ji couldn’t help but sigh, having ultimately failed to honor the deep brotherly bond with Luming.
"Watch out!"
Although An Ji was lost in thought, his attention remained on An Youyou.
At that moment, a vase suddenly fell from a second floor, almost hitting An Youyou on the head.
An Ji acted quickly, pulling An Youyou into his arms, fiercely protecting her head, causing her entire face to be buried in An Ji’s chest.
At the same time, the Imperial Guard beside An Ji swiftly kicked away the falling vase, ensuring it didn’t hurt anyone.
An Youyou felt a lingering fear.
By the time she realized, her entire face was already pressed against An Ji’s chest, listening to his excessively rapid yet strong heartbeat.
"Are you okay?" An Ji released An Youyou, asking nervously.
"I’m fine." An Youyou took a deep breath.
Her heartbeat was irregular and frantically racing.
"Be more careful." An Ji’s tone was somewhat stern.
"This is called a disaster from the sky; I don’t have eyes on my head." An Youyou displeased.
"Don’t walk so fast." An Ji advised.
But she wanted to look around.
Such a big Phoenix City, she feared she wouldn’t finish exploring it in one day, and tomorrow she would return to Daxuan.
"I’ll hold your hand as we walk." An Ji suddenly said.
An Youyou widened her eyes, looking at him.
"There are so many people here, if you get lost, you won’t know the way since everything is unfamiliar to you." An Ji explained.
As he spoke, he really took An Youyou’s hand.
Then with her, he walked leisurely along the street.
An Youyou’s heart was racing.
She was truly convinced by An Ji, this crafty old fellow!
She had tried hard to maintain distance from him, not wanting to develop too many feelings for him, yet he intentionally tempted her?!
An Youyou tightly bit her lip, trying hard to adjust her emotions.
Is it an illusion?!
Why does she feel that An Ji is just like her, with a racing heart and difficulty in breathing!
Moreover, both of their palms are distinctly sweaty.
Is it hers, or his?!
An Youyou didn’t delve into it, trying hard to focus on the curious things around her.
The two of them, holding hands, walked through the bustling Phoenix City.
An Ji was tall and straight, An Youyou petite; walking hand in hand like this didn’t appear strange, from the outside it seemed as if a brother was accompanying his younger brother for an outing.
"What’s over there?" An Youyou suddenly noticed a large crowd gathering ahead.
"Let’s go have a look." An Ji ordered softly, clearly addressing the Imperial Guard beside him.
"Yes."
The guard left and quickly returned, respectfully saying, "Master, up ahead is a temple, said to be quite spiritual, so many are going to offer incense and pray for blessings."
