Transmigrated as the Treacherous Official's Childhood Sweetheart-Chapter 303 - 302: Missing the Little Traitor

The ground was entirely paved with stone slabs, and the area was vast and open; every few zhang stood a huge bronze cauldron, arranged in three rows of three, nine in total, placed methodically. From time to time, light smoke drifted from the cauldrons, with a scent that was clear but not dispersed.

"Follow me, from now on you’ll be living with me at Qingran Courtyard," Pei Wanmu said as he walked in first, "the courtyard is quite large, it’s just the two of us."

The person behind him followed, putting away the look of amazement at the surroundings they had just displayed.

After crossing the stone bridge, passing through the main road, and arriving at the small path, it seemed more like a massive mansion than Dragon Tiger Mountain.

There were many disciples in uniform attire in Dragon Tiger Mountain, similar to the Imperial College, but unlike there, there was no difference in the attire of men and women, everything was the same.

Sword-wielding figures of women could be seen everywhere, and there were men walking under the curved corridors with embroidery needles...

Also carrying some rarely seen weapons.

As they passed the martial arts field, all the disciples were diligently practicing martial arts, and from their moves, one could tell each had a solid foundation.

The ages of these people were about the same as Shen Chen’s, some younger, some older.

Upon closer observation, all these people were under the age of twenty.

Here, he would begin a new life.

*

On the other side, in the Capital City.

"Ah Zhi, wanna go out? I heard a troupe is performing at Menglou today, and the tickets are free. Let’s quickly grab seats, or they’ll be gone," said Huanhuan happily, standing at Ye Zhi’s doorway.

But Ye Zhi lay on the bed, looking listless, not responding to her.

Huanhuan walked to her bedside, asking, "What’s wrong with you? Is practicing martial arts not fun? Or are you too tired? Should I ask my mom to give us a few days off? You could rest well."

Upon hearing about a break, Ye Zhi quickly stopped her. It wasn’t easy to become an apprentice, and she couldn’t just slack off; if the Lingbo Fairy thought she was lazy, it wouldn’t be good. Huanhuan was her daughter, whereas Ye Zhi was an apprentice from another family.

She quickly objected: "No, that’s not it. Xiao Chen has been gone for a month now; I’m free today and was just thinking about him. I don’t know how he’s doing now, if anyone’s bullying him, if he’s eaten well and is warm enough. I don’t even know if he read the letter I wrote."

Unbeknownst to them, a month had already passed.

The "Little Traitor" without a heart – would he think of her?

Huanhuan gossiped, "Oh, he’s probably doing well over there. The State Preceptor is taking care of him. What was in that box you gave him last? You mentioned writing a letter but didn’t say what it was about; it’s quite intriguing."

"Nothing really, just stuff like reminding him to be careful when he’s out," Ye Zhi buried her head in the pillow, hiding her expression from the friend beside her.

Like an ostrich.

In the month since Shen Chen’s departure, life continued as usual, practicing qinggong, practicing the Meihua Spear, attending classes at the Upper Imperial College.

After advancing a level, no longer at the Yulan Hall.

The same people, just moving to another courtyard, without dividing classes. Only Shen Chen was missing, which Ye Zhi found unsettling, leaving an emptiness inside.

Relying on her intelligence, charm, good reputation, and lively demeanor, Liu Qingxi became very popular at the academy, earning the affection of many students~

After all, who wouldn’t like such a dazzling young lady?

Her first act after becoming popular was to cause trouble for Ye Zhi, often mocking her behind her back for no reason.

This was something Huanhuan found out from classmates and friends.

Ye Zhi didn’t pay much attention; after all, she had fought her before, and it was normal for a protagonist to hold a grudge, though it didn’t cause any real trouble, so she ignored it.