Transmigrated as the Treacherous Official's Childhood Sweetheart-Chapter 397 - 396: Lean on Me

She looked up at the fireworks bursting above and prayed for them to slow down.

Shen Chen firmly said, "Not cold, not going."

In the end, Ye Zhi compromised and stuffed the Silver-plated Hundred Flowers Incense Ball Hand Warmer into his hand: "Then take this, let’s go." After saying that, she used her inner strength, tapped lightly with her toes, and soared upwards swiftly.

Upon reaching the eaves, her toes lightly touched the smooth snow, leaving a small imprint.

Top-tier Qinggong allows one to step without a trace, leaving no marks even on smooth snow.

However, the imprint left behind indicated she hadn’t reached that level yet.

Perhaps the Lingbo Fairy had already achieved it, honing her Qinggong to perfection.

Shen Chen cradled the hand warmer stuffed into his hand by the young girl, applied Qinggong, and followed behind her. Upon reaching the eaves, he also tapped lightly with his toes on the smooth snow, then leaped upwards, arriving beside the girl in red.

On the smooth snow of the flying eaves, there were two small imprints, clearly deeper for Ye Zhi, and shallower for Shen Chen.

This also indicated that Shen Chen’s Qinggong was superior to hers.

A red and lake-green figure swept across the sky swiftly in the blink of an eye, rendering them almost indistinguishable.

Ye Zhi skimmed across the sky using Qinggong while scanning for the best spot to observe.

Suddenly, she spotted a pavilion not far away and shouted to the youth beside her: "Xiao Chen, let’s go to the top of the pavilion."

After saying that, she applied Qinggong and flew in that direction.

Leaving behind a red silhouette drifting further away.

The youth in lake-green clothing tapped lightly with his toes and leisurely leaped towards the red silhouette.

If Ye Zhi turned back, she would know that the Little Traitor’s Qinggong exceeded hers...

When arriving, the roof tiles were slippery, so Ye Zhi carefully swept aside the snow, allowing someone to sit.

However, the snow was piled deep, if sit, it would inevitably wet her dress.

Standing wasn’t very stable either.

After Shen Chen arrived at her side, he immediately noticed the young girl’s worry and extended an arm, saying, "You can hold onto me to stand steadily. With me here, you won’t fall."

Their postures presented a stark contrast.

The young man in lake-green attire stood unwaveringly atop the eaves.

The young girl in a red cloak embroidered with begonia fur slightly wobbled, clearly unsteady.

Ye Zhi gave a shy laugh, placing her hand on his forearm, her face slightly flushed, feeling a bit unsettled, avoiding his gaze and looking up into the brilliant sky.

Many years before he went to Dragon Tiger Mountain, the two often held hands naturally.

Now, even with their clothes brushing, there lingered a subtle awkwardness.

Ye Zhi stared at the fireworks dazedly, her heartbeat pounding faster than usual. As the fireworks reached their finale, she snapped back, realizing she hadn’t really watched the fireworks.

The pavilion was six stories high, overlooking the surroundings, giving a clear view of the magnificent Imperial Palace. At the gates, soldiers in armor inspected each individual orderly without allowing any suspicious figure to enter.

She murmured, "I haven’t been inside the Imperial Palace."

Upon hearing this, Shen Chen was momentarily at a loss for words. How could such a perceptive person not realize she wanted to sneak into the palace at night?

Soon, his thoughts were confirmed.

Ye Zhi’s soft, affectionate voice reached him, tinged with a whimper.