Transmigrated as the Treacherous Official's Childhood Sweetheart-Chapter 388 - 387: Refusal

She rarely got up early in the morning, but today, her face fell, and she protested on the spot, like a little cat with its fur bristling: "No, in a few days there might not be any snow. Besides, I thought you’d be missing the spring-like seasons of Dragon Tiger Mountain and hadn’t returned to the capital in years, so I came early to find you for fun."

The Little Traitor from many years ago would never refuse her.

Why is he different after returning from Dragon Tiger Mountain? Is he following the plot of some book?

She remembered that day at the Phoenix Pavilion, when Liu Qingxi met him.

Her heart became somewhat erratic, her breath uneven, and a sense of loss enveloped her, leaving her feeling insecure.

To her, the Little Traitor’s rejection indicated that they were drifting further apart.

However, he did not understand her feelings at that moment.

Shen Chen’s expression returned to his usual indifference, and he said, "Suit yourself, I need to do some silent reading, I don’t have time to accompany you."

He had already turned and gone back into the house.

Ye Zhi stood there blankly as she watched his figure disappear, a sense of loss rose within her, leaving her standing there speechless.

It wasn’t until Qiu Wan came over carrying hot water, twisting as she walked to serve Shen Chen in his washing, that she cried out in surprise: "Oh, Third Miss, why are you standing in the snow? It’s so cold today. Were you looking for Young Master Chen?"

Today, Qiu Wan was still daydreaming, hoping to climb into Young Master Chen’s bed, dressing herself up flamboyantly.

Her voice was loud and clear.

Ye Zhi was suddenly awakened, her delicate little hand brushed the fox fur snow hat, shaking off the snowflakes, and she strode towards the house, her grape-like bright eyes filled with anger, questioning Shen Chen: "Why won’t you come play in the snow with me? Aren’t we good friends? I got up early in the morning to find you, and you’re this cold to me?"

Qiu Wan’s eyes brightened from under the covered walkway, and she quickly took small steps to the door to eavesdrop.

Shen Chen put down the "Zhongyong" book in his hand, placed it on the table, glanced at her, and calmly explained: "The temperature is a bit low today, I’m worried you’ll catch a chill, and that wouldn’t be good."

However, she had her reasons to argue with him.

Ye Zhi tugged on her plum blossom-patterned crane fur cloak and showed it off, giving him a sidelong glance, the meaning clear: I’m wearing a crane fur cloak, I’m not afraid of the cold.

At the same time, she wanted to loudly tell him that to practice her Qinggong, she had previously gone against the wind in the freezing and snowy conditions with Huanhuan.

To master the spear technique, she had wielded the Meihua Spear in the snow countless times, moving up and down, like dancing with pear blossoms.

Now, her spear technique had become quite skilled, and she no longer needed Huan’s father’s pointers every day, she could practice at home by herself, though occasionally she would still seek advice.

As for Qinggong, she had reached a point where, near the end of the year, Lingbo Fairy no longer required her, allowing her to practice at home, only visiting three to five times a month after the new year to address any shortcomings.

Martial arts practice values self-discipline.

The teacher provides methods and techniques and corrects mistakes, the rest depends on one’s consistent perseverance in practice. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

Shen Chen did not look at her, still insisting on not going out to play in the snow, adding weight to his words, saying again: "No, if you want to go, go yourself."

Ye Zhi, being sensitive, interpreted his heavier tone as him being harsh, displeased, she retorted: "Fine, if not, then not. In the future, when you want to play with me, I won’t go anywhere."

With that, she waved her robe and walked out.

The figure in the plum blossom-patterned crane fur cloak soon disappeared from sight.

Once she left, Qiu Wan, who was squatting in the corner, stood up straight, crossed the threshold with a smile, and entered.