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Chapter 1294 - 779: An Youyou’s Drunken Disgrace_4
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Chapter 1294: Chapter 779: An Youyou’s Drunken Disgrace_4

Is that just normal drunken mumbling?!

There was a coy little lilt to it, almost like a faint hint of a woman’s voice mixed in...

A eunuch’s voice really is much finer than a normal man’s.

Usually Ali’s voice is low and rough; maybe that’s just him deliberately putting it on.

An Ji didn’t think too much about it. He carefully laid Ali down on the bed, and was just about to undress him when...

"You all go out first." An Ji ordered.

He really didn’t want Ali’s body to be seen by anyone else.

It could also be considered preserving the dignity of Ali’s body.

The whole room of Palace Attendants hurriedly withdrew.

An Ji started undressing Ali again.

His hand touched Ali’s collar, and suddenly trembled.

A moment ago he’d still been calm, but now that there were only the two of them left in the room, he instead felt a bit... ill at ease.

An Ji took a deep breath and still moved to help him take off his clothes.

He had just taken off Ali’s outer robe and was about to tug open his white sleeping clothes when...

A pair of slender, soft hands suddenly grabbed his big hand.

An Ji’s body jolted.

He visibly flinched.

There was this feeling, like being caught red‑handed doing something bad.

"What are you doing?" An Youyou looked at An Ji in a daze.

"Your clothes got soaked with tea. I’m helping you change."

"No..." An Youyou was truly drunk at this moment.

Her head was heavy, her feet were light, and her brain couldn’t quite turn over.

But her body’s instinct still made her throw an arm over herself in protection.

"If you don’t change you’ll easily catch a chill." An Ji coaxed.

"No..." An Youyou shook her head.

"Be good." An Ji’s voice carried a pampering tone. "Once you change, I’ll let you sleep properly."

"You can’t take my clothes off..." An Youyou still refused.

"Don’t worry, I won’t despise your body for being incomplete."

"No..." An Youyou’s eyes didn’t show much focus, she just kept refusing.

"Good boy." An Ji’s voice seemed to grow even gentler, like he was coaxing a child.

An Youyou was a little bewitched.

The hands gripping An Ji’s seemed to loosen as well.

An Ji naturally felt the slack in Ali’s grip and figured he’d agreed to let him undress him.

An Ji removed Ali’s hand, then reached to pull open Ali’s sleepwear.

In that instant.

An Ji suddenly pitched forward hard.

A surge of brute force yanked at his collar and dragged his whole person down.

An Ji was caught off guard and fell straight onto Ali; the two of them, unprepared, their lips pressed together.

An Ji’s eyes flew wide.

The softness on his lips made his heartbeat start racing uncontrollably.

An Youyou’s eyes were open at this moment as well.

Staring at that pair of eyes at such close range, they were like a starry sea, brilliant and dazzling.

She seemed to smile.

With that smile.

The corners of her mouth curved up.

It looked as if she were the one taking the initiative to kiss him.

She reached out her slender hands and wrapped them around An Ji’s neck.

That movement clearly brought the two of them even closer.

The next second.

"Mm!"

An Ji’s whole body went taut.

All he could feel between their lips and tongues was...

An unfamiliar warmth.

...

When An Youyou woke up, she had no idea what time it was.

She opened her eyes and looked around.

She was back?!

When did she get back?!

How did she get back?!

She realized she’d suddenly blacked out.

She sat up.

Her body felt a bit weak, but it seemed the drunk feeling was gone.

"Divine Doctor, are you awake?" the palace maid asked cautiously.

"Mm."

The palace maid hurriedly walked behind the screen and hooked up the mosquito net that had been let down.

An Youyou kneaded her limp, soft body. "How long did I sleep?"

"Divine Doctor has slept for three two hours, from the hour of Wei to the hour of Xu."

"That long? No wonder I’m so hungry." An Youyou touched her flat stomach.

"Before he left, His Majesty specifically instructed us to prepare a meal for the Divine Doctor. He knew you’d be hungry when you woke. Once you’re up you can eat."

An Youyou nodded, then asked, "His Majesty sent me back?"

"Yes, and he stayed with the Divine Doctor for quite a while. His Majesty only left two hours ago." the palace maid replied.

"..." An Youyou kept picturing An Ji staring at her sleeping face and felt it was kind of creepy.

She abruptly lowered her head to look at her clothes.

Thankfully.

Everything was there, proper and in place.

With the palace maid’s attendance, An Youyou got out of bed and ate dinner.

After sleeping half the day, she wasn’t sleepy at all.

She stood at the palace hall’s doorway, gazing up at the clear full moon overhead, a faint melancholy stirring in her heart for no reason.

Tomorrow she was leaving.

She was going to leave this place.

She probably wouldn’t ever come back again.

She just stood there like that, quietly steeped in her light sorrow...

Until.

Under the night sky of the Imperial Palace, lights suddenly appeared. It was clearly a group of people carrying lanterns, walking in her direction.

Only when they came closer did she see clearly that it was actually An Ji.

So late at night, what was An Ji doing here instead of sleeping?

She just stared straight at him.

The few Palace Attendants beside her hurriedly dropped to their knees. "Greetings, Your Majesty."

Only then did An Youyou realize she was supposed to bow.

Her body had just started to crouch when, "Ali need not salute."

So An Youyou didn’t salute.

After all, she wasn’t from Beiyuan.

"It’s so late, why aren’t you asleep yet?" An Ji asked.

"I slept all afternoon. I can’t fall asleep. Your Majesty, what brings you to me so late?"

"We set out for Daxuan at first light tomorrow."

"Alright." An Youyou nodded, her expression perfectly calm.

Yet An Ji seemed to give her an extra look.

Being stared at by An Ji made An Youyou a little annoyed. "Your Majesty, is there something on my face?"

An Ji shifted his gaze away, then said unhurriedly, "Ali, do you still remember what you did after you got drunk?"

An Youyou’s nerves instantly went taut.

She had a strong feeling it wasn’t anything good, otherwise An Ji wouldn’t have come over himself this late at night to question her!

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