Crossing the Palace Fighting Fox Harem

Chapter 345 Brother and Sister

"By the way, Your Majesty, this is an extraordinary period. You should change the way you speak a little bit. Don't call yourself "I" anymore. Otherwise, everyone will know you are the emperor as soon as they hear you, and that will cause a big commotion."

Ji Anni's worries made sense, Long Mohan nodded and said, "Okay, I understand."

"Why don't we call each other brother and sister? You are my brother and I am your sister. This way, no one will be suspicious." Ji Anni made the suggestion according to the routine of ordinary TV dramas.

"Brother and sister?" Long Mohan frowned, as if he was not satisfied with Ji Annie's suggestion, but he did not refute and nodded obediently.

This world is really ironic. The person who was obviously his wife suddenly became his sister. The sudden change made Long Mohan a little uncomfortable. At least looking at Zhao Ji's beautiful face, he couldn't calmly treat her as his sister.

"Your Majesty, why do you have such a stern face every day? It seems as if all the bad luck in the world falls on you alone." Ji Anni stuck half of her head out from Long Mohan's shoulder and carefully observed the other's expression, which was tighter than a rubber band.

"Isn't it? I...I, my wife is possessed by a demon, my child can't eat, and my throne is in danger. It's bad enough, and now I'm in trouble in the woods and lost." Long Mohan carried Ji Anni back to the cabin that Lai De found. Apart from this cabin, there was no familiar scenery in the woods. It was a completely unfamiliar world.

"I've told you I'm not a monster, why can't you remember?" Ji Anni protested loudly as soon as Long Mohan put her down. She's not a monster, Zhao Ji is the monster.

Long Mohan didn't bother with her, he swept the dust off the ground with his sleeve, sat down next to Ji Anni, and asked, "Your real name is Ji Anni, right?"

Long Mohan said he would remember this name, and he would definitely remember it.

Ji Anni nodded and said, "If Your Majesty doesn't mind, feel free to call me Anni. It sounds good to me. But... it will be hard to explain if others ask..."

Having said that, Ji Anni touched her chin and thought seriously.

Currently, only Yun Zhen and Long Mohan know that she is Ji Annie. If other people hear Long Mohan calling her Annie, it seems that her identity will be exposed too easily, which is not good.

"Then I'll just call you my sister." Long Mohan said softly, his calm eyes fixed on Ji Anni's panicked face. The face was Zhao Ji's, but the expression on her face was clearly that of another person.

Looking at Zhao Ji's familiar face, Long Mohan suddenly felt that he was not seeing Zhao Ji, but someone else. In a short period of time, Long Mohan could already distinguish Ji Anni from Zhao Ji.

Ji Anni was stared at by Long Mohan, feeling a little embarrassed, so she turned away and said, "Sister is sister, whatever you want. Although it's a bit corny, the situation is special now, so I can only make do with it."

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It was very cold in the cabin at night. Ji Anni and Long Mohan threw all their coats by the stream. In the second half of the night, they were both shivering with cold and their teeth were chattering.

According to the instinct of living things to move towards heat in a cold environment, Ji Anni dazedly moved closer to the nearest heat source. And this heat source was Long Mohan, the human furnace.

After feeling a warm object approaching him, Long Mohan instinctively embraced the heat into his arms, as if he were hugging a heater, and held it tightly in the depths of his arms.

After the two hugged each other, they absorbed each other's body temperature. After a while, both of their bodies became warm.

The night wind made the shabby windows of the cabin snap, and the cold air rushed into the house fiercely. But no matter how cold it was, the two people who were too tired were deeply immersed in their own dreams, and neither of them woke up. It seemed that as long as they could feel each other's body temperature, the coldest night became insignificant.

The next morning, when Ji Anni opened her eyes blearily, she saw a man's hand.

The warm hand went around her shoulders and placed right in front of her eyes, so close that she felt she could bite it with her mouth.

"Wow!" Ji Anni was startled. She pushed the man's hand away and straightened her back. Then she suddenly found herself curled up in Long Mohan's arms.

Long Mohan was awakened by her scream, opened his eyes slightly, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, it's nothing, I'm just not used to sleeping in someone else's arms for a night." Ji Anni moved her stiff neck, and every time she twisted it, she could hear a crisp "click" sound.

"Aren't you still unmarried? How old are you?" Long Mohan gradually let down his guard against Ji Anni and asked her in a tone like a friend chatting.

"I'm sixteen." Ji Anni was not yet at the age after twenty where people would hide their age, so she loudly announced her real age without any hesitation.

Unexpectedly, Long Mohan shook his head with a worried look on his face, like an old man in his seventies or eighties, and sighed: "Alas, you are already sixteen and still can't get married. It only shows that your personality is too impetuous. You must correct it. Otherwise, if you are still unmarried at the age of eighteen, no one will be willing to marry you."

"Pfft, ptff, ptff, don't mind your own business. In my original world, I am in my prime youth and I don't have to worry about not being married."

Ji Anni didn't understand why Long Mohan's tone made her look like an old aunt who couldn't get married. Thinking about it carefully, it wasn't Long Mohan's fault. Tian Ning got married at the age of thirteen, which showed that this was a world of early marriage. But Ji Anni still felt uncomfortable. Why did Long Mohan worry about other people's marriages like an aunt?

"What kind of world was your original world like?" Long Mohan always heard Ji Anni talking about the "original world", but he didn't know what that world looked like.

In Long Mohan's knowledge system, there are only three worlds - the human world, the immortal world, and the demon world. And the world that Ji Anni is most likely to belong to now is the last demon world.

Regardless of Long Mohan's suddenly alert gaze, Ji Anni continued to talk to herself: "My original world was much more fun than this one. There was a TV, a computer, a refrigerator, and... and Grandpa, Dad, and Mom..."

Obviously, he wanted to show off the advanced technology of his time, but as he was talking, the familiar faces of his relatives suddenly appeared in his mind.

Seeing Ji Anni's expression suddenly become sad, Long Mohan subconsciously put his arm around her shoulders and asked, "What's wrong?"

This action of hugging her shoulders was a completely instinctive reaction of Long Mohan's body. As long as he saw Zhao Ji's eyebrows frowning, he couldn't help but want to hold her in his arms to comfort her.

Somewhat surprisingly, this time Ji Anni did not resist, but leaned obediently in his arms and said, "Nothing, I just suddenly missed them a little bit..."

"Where are your family members? Why have you never mentioned them?" Long Mohan realized that Ji Anni was trapped alone in the palace and had never contacted the outside world. Seeing her sad face, she must have deep feelings for her family. If so, why didn't she try her best to return to her family?

There is only one answer, that is, Ji Anni can never go back.

Just like Zhao Ji, the missing Zhao Ji must have wanted to return to herself and Prince Ming, but she had no way to go home, so she had to stay in an unknown foreign place until now.

"It would be great if Soji and I could be exchanged back..." Even if she could just write a letter home to tell grandpa that she's still alive and well.

Ji Anni's words further touched Long Mohan's longing for Zhao Ji. He shook his head and sighed, "I just hope that Zhao Ji has someone who cares about her and takes care of her, and doesn't let her encounter any torture..."

Ji Anni was lucky, at least she had Yun Zhen and Long Mohan to protect her. But this luck was all thanks to others, and was transferred from others.

For example, Yun Zhen, because he lost Guibao Consort, placed his unfulfilled promise to her on Ji Anni; another example is Long Mohan, because he lost Zhao Ji, he transferred his feelings for Zhao Ji to Ji Anni. For Ji Anni, it is unclear whether this kind of luck is a blessing or a misfortune.

"Let's not talk about these sad things. Today we must get out of this forest." Ji Anni quickly cheered up and stood up, wanting to stand up and stretch. As soon as she straightened her calf, she felt an indescribable pain from her ankle. She wailed in pain and fell back to the ground. Fortunately, Long Mohan acted as a cushion for her, so she didn't feel any pain no matter how she fell.

"Be careful, your foot injury hasn't healed yet." Long Mohan helped Ji Anni straighten her injured calf to relieve her pain.

It was incredible, but in just one night, Long Mohan's attitude towards this fake Zhao Ji really became like that of a brother and sister. Seeing Ji Anni hurt and sad, he couldn't help but want to care about her. Even Long Mohan himself didn't know whether it was because he missed Zhao Ji too much or because he was a little moved by Ji Anni.

"It's okay, it's okay. Please help me break a crutch. I can't trouble you anymore today." When Ji Anni saw that Long Mohan wanted to pick her up, she hurriedly pushed him away.

"It's okay, you're not heavy at all." Long Mohan ignored Ji Annie's resistance and picked her up sideways.

Compared to last night's piggyback hug, today's princess hug was more than twice as embarrassing.

Ji Anni looked like she had eaten ten kilograms of red peppers, her face was so hot that white smoke was coming out. She lowered her head, hiding her expression under her hair, and kept taking deep breaths.

Oh my god, oh my god... You don't want to carry me like this for a whole day, do you? Ji Anni concluded that before Long Mohan died of exhaustion, she must be the first to die of shame.

"Hold my neck." Like a competent driver, Long Mohan reminded Ji Anni to fasten her seat belt before stepping on the accelerator.

"Is it okay not to hug me?" Ji Anni tried her best to avoid too much physical contact with Long Mohan. Although she also knew that her stiff look with her hands hanging down was very funny.