Transmigrated as the Treacherous Official's Childhood Sweetheart-Chapter 219: You’ve Made Too Many Enemies

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Chapter 219: Chapter 219: You’ve Made Too Many Enemies

Putting away the mutton fat jade bracelet, Lu He sneered, "Oh, the Eldest Young Master who doesn’t concern himself with worldly matters actually wants to make money now."

"As for who your enemy in the Capital City is, I don’t care at all. My trip to Shangjing is only to find my relatives. Bringing you along is just having one more person around."

The man’s expression changed slightly, a hoarse voice spoke, "Do you know that going with me might get you killed? He is from the Imperial Family, killing us would be as easy as squashing an ant."

Li Shu, the Third Prince, dissatisfied with the Emperor’s control of the court, wants to usurp his position, secretly expanding his power, cultivating a large number of death warriors to serve him, stopping at nothing.

The more you know, the faster you die.

This is why he’s afraid to tell her!

A bright and pure young lady would be too pitiable if she dies.

Lu He, unaware of his thoughts, looked in his direction with a clear, pretty face, speaking with a silver tongue, "Eldest Young Master, please get this straight, it’s your legs that can’t move. When danger comes, I’ll leave first; escaping one is better than none. The enemies you offended in the past are your own karma, please don’t drag me down. I’m only bringing you along because you once saved my life on the street. If you have a better place to go, I won’t stop you. Alas, thinking about it, the Second Young Master and Third Young Master are still better."

The man’s face was frighteningly gloomy.

He was wrong!

This girl is still that foolish little servant...

He pressed his lips together and stopped talking. The death warriors of Prince An’s Mansion didn’t come to kill him, probably because they were already angered to death by the person in front of him.

Seemingly sulking, he turned his back, lay down on the thick mat on the ground, covered himself with a heavy quilt. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

A girl dressed in a plain dress sat on a wooden log, staring at the blazing fire without speaking.

After a while, she also went back to the carriage to sleep!

The Eldest Young Master had left the carriage for her.

The small forest near the town was bustling with people, with no wolves, wild boars, or fierce tigers attacking, unlike Yandang Mountain, which spans hundreds of square kilometers, with jagged rocks and dangerous peaks.

The night passed quickly.

The two rose early in the morning and continued on their way, arriving in Xuan City.

From Xuan City, it is 300 kilometers north to the Capital City!

The silver in Lu He’s hand had dwindled to only a hundred taels, and life was becoming frugal.

The prices in the Capital City were rising, incomparable to small places. Once there, arrangements for food and lodging would have to be made, along with finding Divine Doctor Xiao. Just hearing the term ’Divine Doctor’ one knows it’s expensive, adding up to a substantial cost ~

"White buns here, buns, selling buns here..."

Her curved eyebrows furrowed as she walked towards the bun stall.

The chilly air was biting, with white steam curling up from the steamer baskets, hot and enticing. The soft white buns quietly nestled within them were very appetizing. Approaching closer, the rising heat drew one towards two buns just to fill the stomach ~

"Boss, five buns and five meat buns, please."

The stall owner was a man in his forties, slightly plump, with a well-shaved chin making him appear spirited. With business coming in, he looked radiant, "Alright, that’ll be six coins in total."

With dexterous hands, he pulled out two paper bags for packaging, one for buns and the other for meat buns.

Leaving the money, Lu He took the paper bags, her slender figure turned and left.

It was about seven or eight in the morning, and the morning market was lively, with small stalls arranged in orderly rows, men and women, young and old, coming and going. The haggling voices of the family members lingered in the air, intermixed with children’s playful noises from afar, demanding to buy something delightful from their parents, whether it be a rattle drum, a small wooden animal, or a whistle...