Chapter 1284: Chapter 777: Frequently "Harassed" by An Ji (Part 2)

She felt that the night was so silent that she could hear the sound of heartbeats.

Not just her own intense heartbeat.

It was as if... there was An Ji’s too.

She didn’t know if it was an illusion.

She just couldn’t quite believe that An Ji would have accelerated heartbeat like hers.

For a long, long time...

An Youyou finally fell asleep amid the intense heartbeat.

As she fell asleep, her breathing became steady, and her heartbeat wasn’t as fast.

An Ji could sense Ali’s even breaths.

So...

She fell asleep like that.

Indeed, she was not very guarded.

An Ji twisted his body, intending to create some space between him and Ali, but accidentally touched her body...

An Ji shuddered.

The body’s instinct made him feel as if he suddenly couldn’t control his body, quickly reacting, unable to suppress it.

An Ji couldn’t help but take a deep breath.

In eighteen years, sudden reactions weren’t unheard of, but he had never had such a reaction to any person.

Was it instinct or temptation...

An Ji’s face turned pale.

How could he have a physical reaction to Ali? He was a man, still a eunuch!

It must be the changes in a grown man’s body.

It was just a coincidence that he was on Ali’s bed.

Everything was just a coincidence.

An Ji slightly shifted his body, putting a bit of distance between him and Ali, then took a deep breath, slowly adjusted his emotions, and silently swallowed his inner desire.

Gradually, the moonlight grew deeper.

An Ji’s body calmed down.

His eyes suddenly tightened.

In the past few days, the rumor about his impending doom had spread, and sure enough, the Emperor sent someone to the General Mansion to secretly investigate his situation. When the assassin entered the General Mansion, he received a secret report. As the assassin started to search for his whereabouts, An Ji deliberately came to Ali’s room and slept in his bed, feeling for some reason that squeezing together with tiny Ali wasn’t easy to be detected as two people.

It was clearly successful.

The assassin failed to gather news on him today, and upon returning, would certainly report to the Emperor that he wasn’t at the General Mansion.

And at this critical moment, he could not leave the General Mansion, as leaving would indicate he was either sick or had passed away.

Upon receiving this news, the Emperor would not be able to resist and would immediately dispatch troops to capture General Yuan, prompting an internal war in Cang Kingdom to erupt immediately!

This was the result he wanted.

He didn’t want to delay anymore and involve innocent civilians.

An Ji plotted the plan, and then his heart suddenly moved.

A leg suddenly, unexpectedly, draped over his body.

An Ji turned his gaze, looking at Ali, who had been sleeping so quietly earlier, suddenly turn over, with his thigh now draped over his waist.

Slender thigh, not much weight.

But lying on him like this still made him feel somewhat uncomfortable.

An Ji used his hand to push away.

As soon as he touched Ali’s leg, Ali uncomfortably squirmed a bit, directly squirming to...

An Ji’s heart tightened.

He quickly turned over, his back facing Ali.

Tonight, leaving was not an option.

If the assassin was still in the General Mansion, going out would immediately expose him.

He could only manage with Ali’s bed for the night.

The bed was not small, but not too big either.

Because Ali was petite, it was completely enough for the two of them to sleep together.

Of course, with the precondition being that Ali slept quietly.

Who could have guessed?

He was not sleeping quietly.

After An Ji turned his back.

Ali didn’t retract his thigh from his waist but instead reached over with his slender arm from behind him, naturally resting it on his chest, still able to feel his unusual heartbeat.

Once his limbs were set, Ali moved his body a bit.

Clearly could feel her entire chest pressed against his back.

The man’s chest felt nothing much, flat and smooth, yet inexplicably seemed a bit soft.

An Ji pondered, thinking that someone like Ali, who was weak as though unable to hold a chicken and untrained in martial arts, naturally wouldn’t have a body as hard as his.

While An Ji was still sighing over Ali’s fragile physique which was really like a woman’s, at that moment he felt Ali’s lips pressing against his nape.

Warm breaths hit his skin, instantly covering his whole body with goosebumps.

The feeling was like a sudden jolting sensation, then numbness spread all over.

An Ji began to find it unbearable.

He never thought there would be a day he would be tormented by a eunuch to the point of living death.