"Why didn’t you go back with Anqi?" An Youyou blurted out.
After asking, she felt she might have asked sothing unnecessary.
He didn’t return early, surely because of Gao Chaoyang.
The two haven’t seen each other for so long, it’s understandable they’d be reluctant to part.
"Waiting for you," An Ji replied suddenly.
An Youyou was slightly stunned.
Then she thought that An Ji was originally soone with a strong sense of responsibility.
Since she ca out with them, he naturally would ensure she returned safely.
"There’s really no need to wait for . I’m very familiar with this area of Xun City, there’s no danger," An Youyou said lightly.
She genuinely didn’t want to be alone with An Ji like this.
When she was under another identity, it was a bit better. Now that she’s back to her original identity, it feels awkward.
"Are you very familiar with Xun City?" An Ji asked.
"Very familiar." An Youyou nodded.
Every ti she returned to the Imperial Palace, she would sneak out to play, really exploring every corner.
Otherwise, she wouldn’t have seen the scene of the little overlord Xie Qianyun beating soone up.
"I’m not very familiar." An Ji murmured.
You’re not familiar because you stayed in the palace accompanying her brother, never leaving the house, so of course, you’re unfamiliar.
"It might be hard to co to Daxuan again in the future. If the Princess doesn’t mind, could you show around Xun City?"
"...Now?" An Youyou was taken aback.
It’s getting dark.
"I heard the taste at Jingshui Building on Xun’an Street is quite good, let’s give it a try."
"But my brother..."
"Don’t worry, I sent soone back to inform your brother that we’d be back later."
"Did my brother agree?" An Youyou couldn’t believe it.
Once her father and mother weren’t around, as long as she was alone with her brother, he managed her more strictly than chicks.
"He agreed." An Ji said confidently.
An Youyou was skeptical, but in the end, she still took An Ji to Jingshui Building.
The booth at Jingshui Building just happened to overlook the stage in the main hall, which was currently at its liveliest ti. The dancers were performing charming dances with their soft figures and beautiful bodies, truly a paradise for n.
An Ji really knew how to pick a place.
An Youyou watched with interest. When she turned to look at An Ji, she discovered his gaze wasn’t on the dancers at all. He was very proper, eating his al without a side glance.
An Youyou couldn’t help but smile, "Everyone appreciates beauty. It’s just eye candy."
"I don’t find it beautiful," An Ji said indifferently.
"How can you say it’s not beautiful without looking?"
"No need to look," An Ji was resolute.
An Youyou was speechless and didn’t want to argue with An Ji.
She said, "Nowadays, many of the dance moves of these dancers are because my mother once danced here, stunning everyone. Then the dancers learned to dance like her."
An Ji listened and slowly said, "Beauty depends on the person. A dance by the Empress Dowager naturally captivates all, unlike any other."
An Youyou couldn’t help but laugh.
n really do have such double standards.
"Want a drink?" An Youyou picked up the wine glass and poured herself a cup.
"Thank you," An Ji reached out.
An Youyou poured wine for An Ji.
The two toasted each other.
"Are you good at drinking?" An Youyou put down her glass and asked.
The last ti they drank at Phoenix City, An Ji hardly drank while she ended up totally drunk.
Drunk to the point of not rembering anything, she even blacked out.
Suddenly she felt like exacting a bit of revenge.
"Not particularly."
"How much can you drink?"
"Never tested."
"How about testing it tonight?" An Youyou looked eager.
"...Alright."
An Youyou didn’t expect that after a brief hesitation, An Ji agreed.
She never thought An Ji would be the type to let loose.
But since he was so straightforward, there was no need for her to hold back.
She directly asked for the wine glass to be replaced with a bowl.
Boldly she said, "Bottoms up."
An Youyou took the bowl and downed it in one go.
Seeing this, An Ji also kept her company in drinking.
The two drank quite a bit.
The waiter brought them three jars of wine.
An Youyou felt a little confused.
She held her head with her hand, looking at An Ji, observing his face red down to his neck, yet he seed less drunk than she was.
Intent on getting An Ji drunk, it seed she ended up far drunker herself.
She shook her head a bit.
Admittedly, she was sowhat using wine to drown her sorrows.
Suddenly she leapt, from the second floor downwards.
An Ji’s face blanched with a hint of alarm.
He reached out intending to grab An Youyou, only to see her light figure gently land on the stage.
An Ji’s throat moved slightly.
An Youyou, face flushed, wore a charming smile.
She landed at the center of the stage, gracefully joining the dancers.
An Youyou didn’t fully understand why her mother was inspired to dance all those years ago, but now she sowhat understood...
Perhaps it was repression.
Or maybe, she was truly intoxicated.
In any case.
She felt quite excited at the mont.
She suddenly thought, after drinking, one should jump and dance to release emotions and even sober up.
What joy!
She danced happily with the dancers.
When she was little, her mother secretly taught her to dance, certainly hiding it from her father.
Her father, that old stick-in-the-mud, said these dances were improper.
He despised them verbally, but she knew better; once the doors closed, her father had her mother dance all night, and the next day she clearly saw her mother holding her waist when going out. What puzzled her was, her father also seed to leave holding his waist...
"Ah!"
An Youyou exclaid.
She was dancing joyfully when suddenly her slender waist was grabbed, and she was carried out on soone’s shoulder amidst unhappy murmurs, leaving the tavern!
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