Transmigrated as the Treacherous Official's Childhood Sweetheart-Chapter 411 - 410: I Want to Be Alone

Li Du, who had just fallen behind, strode forward arrogantly, raising his thick eyebrows with disdain, saying, "Yes, admit defeat early, and I’ll spare you the trouble of kneeling and kowtowing, how does that sound?"

Ye Zhi ignored Li Du, her heart filled with grievances and fear, caring little for others.

In the bustling Lingyang Street with people and vehicles flowing, a delicate little girl with rosy cheeks dressed in festive red clothes, with teary almond eyes, lowered her head and walked silently. The winter attire was thicker than in spring, summer, and autumn, but her slender figure appeared lonely and frail.

The girl in red had a small friend on each side holding her arm.

Qinglian, perceptive and attentive, was the first to notice Ah Zhi’s low mood, glanced at Li Du who was about to speak again, and gestured him to shut up.

"Ah Zhi, are you feeling upset? That Liu girl couldn’t match you by half, don’t mind her. Otherwise, next time, I will vent your anger on her using the identity of the Thirteenth Princess."

Qinglian’s influence in the palace wasn’t grand, but the Thirteenth Princess was, after all, the Emperor’s daughter, sharing the same bloodline.

She couldn’t bear to see Ah Zhi looking disheartened and unfulfilled.

Huanhuan, slower to understand, also noticed their friend’s low spirits and with flickering eyes asked, "Ah Zhi, are you upset with that Liu-named girl?" 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

Half of the sixth hour had passed, and the sun rose from the east, casting golden warmth across the entire Capital City.

This strong sunlight indicated that there would not be snow today.

The sun shone on Ye Zhi’s face, making her glow as vibrant as spring blossoms.

"I am not upset with her. She’s just the illegitimate daughter of a Third Grade official, not worthy enough to anger me."

A loud male voice immediately countered, "A Third Grade official is a court minister, you mustn’t be disrespectful, nor publicly slander Lord Liu."

The person speaking was Li Du.

Unfortunately, no one paid him any attention...

Ye Zhi hung her head low, her almond eyes blurred with stubborn tears she refused to shed, wanting nothing more than to cry freely. After coming of age, she remained fond of crying.

"Plop."

A tear, as large as a pearl, fell from the corner of her eye onto the stone pavement of Lingyang Avenue.

What followed were soft sobs, "Hmm~ hmm~"

Ah Zhi cried.

Huanhuan and Qinglian were flustered, hurriedly patting her slender back, whispering comforting words, mostly about Liu Qingxi’s faults and Xiao Chen’s inappropriateness.

The martial event outside the Ten-mile Forest today might not happen...

Li Du, accustomed to martial arts since childhood, was tall and strong at 14, scarcely encountered girls crying before him, lacked experience, and was at a loss when faced with this.

Finally, he awkwardly scratched his head, ceasing to retort against the girls’ comments on Liu Qingxi.

After quietly sobbing for a while, Ye Zhi raised her shimmering eyes, sniffled, and with a hint of a choke said, "Li Du, I might not be able to spar with you today, I want some peace, you should go."

Standing next to her, Li Du glanced at Ye Zhi’s crow-black hair adorned with a delicate three-winged nightingale feather vermilion hairpin, her charming eyes sparkling, her nose pink, standing there elegantly, looking fragile and endearing.

It was the first time he felt Ah Zhi was quite adorable.

Adding a remark: when she wasn’t fierce...

Li Du agreed, his tone much softer, "I’ll let you off this time, but next time, you’re still up. I’m waiting for you to kowtow to me."