Chapter 1292: Chapter 779: An Youyou’s Drunken Disgrace (Part 2)
After eating for a while, An Ji noticed An Youyou hadn’t even touched her chopsticks. He furrowed his brow, "Why aren’t you eating?"
He said, intentionally lowering his voice, "No worse than the Imperial Palace."
An Ji watched Ali’s lively demeanor and slowly picked up his chopsticks, eating meticulously, which was markedly different from An Youyou’s dining etiquette.
In fact, An Youyou knew the etiquette; even though she disliked it, as a Princess, there were certain manners she had to learn.
However, outside the palace, she didn’t want to constrain herself too much.
Yet for some, etiquette is ingrained in their bones, like An Ji.
Even sitting like this, he gave off a pleasant aura.
"Would you like to drink?" An Ji suddenly offered.
"Can we?" An Youyou’s eyes lit up.
She assumed An Ji wouldn’t drink outside, so she didn’t mention it.
"Yes."
With that, An Ji asked the Imperial Guard to bring a cask of fine wine.
As soon as the cask was opened, An Youyou caught a whiff of its fragrant aroma, which made her eager.
They each poured themselves a cup.
An Youyou raised her cup, drinking it all in one go.
An Ji’s eyes shifted slightly.
After drinking, An Youyou exhaled deeply, praising without restraint, "Good wine!"
An Ji smiled, teasing, "For someone who looks refined, I didn’t expect you to drink so boldly!"
An Youyou laughed nonchalantly.
She continued pouring herself wine, eating meat and drinking heartily.
She drank quite a bit.
"Ali," An Ji stopped her hand as she poured more wine, "getting drunk isn’t good for your health."
"I never get drunk," An Youyou said dismissively.
An Ji scrutinized her.
It seemed she was deliberately getting drunk.
But looking at her cheerful face, he felt perhaps it was just an illusion.
"Don’t worry, I won’t get drunk," An Youyou reaffirmed.
An Ji compromised.
The meal lasted quite a while.
The dishes grew cold, then hot, then cold again.
An Youyou suddenly felt dizzy.
As a child, she used to sneak wine with her mother, so her tolerance was impressive. Coupled with her self-healing ability, she rarely felt the effects of drunkenness—had she been too carefree today?
"Ali." An Ji’s gentle and magnetic voice called her again.
An Youyou propped her cheek on her arm, looking at An Ji, seeing him both blurry and very clearly.
"Don’t drink any more." It was evident Ali was showing signs of intoxication.
"Alright." An Youyou nodded obediently.
Her mother had said that drinking causes trouble.
As a woman outside, she certainly shouldn’t let herself get truly drunk, it’s risky.
Risky?
An Youyou inexplicably smiled.
Suddenly, she wanted to take a risk in front of An Ji.
"Why are you laughing?" An Ji asked her.
He felt that Ali was happier than most people.
She had a great personality.
To be so cheerful despite being a eunuch was indeed rare.
"Laughing at how handsome you are." An Youyou’s eyes sparkled, directly gazing at An Ji’s cheeks.
An Ji had drunk a bit too, his already fair face slightly flushed.
At this moment, with her words, his face turned even redder.
The blush made him look even better.
An Youyou’s smile became even more radiant.
She clearly acted on impulse.
She had once asked her mother if she liked the Emperor solely because he was handsome?
She remembered her mother said no, then added that being handsome made her love the Emperor even more.
She recalled her father’s face, hearing her mother’s words, handsome and brimming with pride and happiness.
She really envied her parents’ love, a mutual and wholehearted love.
"Ali."
An Youyou’s eyes shifted slightly.
She looked at An Ji.
She actually disliked An Ji calling her name repeatedly with his inherent magnetic voice.
It made her feel dazed.
"Can you stay?" An Ji suddenly asked her.
An Youyou’s eyes fluttered.
After drinking, she felt her reactions were a beat slower.
"Stay in Beiyuan, stay by my side, don’t return to Daxuan." An Ji spoke slowly, his expression earnest.
An Youyou’s heart raced.
She felt being near An Ji for long; her heart would eventually have problems.
"If you agree, I will personally request Emperor Daxuan Xiao Luming for you." An Ji said resolutely.
An Youyou pressed her rosy lips.
She felt, having drunk, her mind was a bit muddled.
Muddled, making her hesitant and conflicted...
"Stay, become my exclusive Imperial Physician. I will grant you a first-rank official salary and let you oversee Beiyuan’s Imperial Medical Bureau. Additionally, I promise to find you a suitable companion, ensuring you won’t feel lonely in Beiyuan." An Ji promised.
