Transmigrated as the Treacherous Official's Childhood Sweetheart-Chapter 335 - 334: Come, Let Me Hold You

She walked to the winding path at the forked road, just in time to see a few people using Qinggong coming towards the edge of the bamboo grove. She followed secretly, witnessing such a dangerous situation that she couldn’t help but cry out.

Even forgot to call out the agreed fake name Li Si.

Called out his real name directly.

Shen Chen, whose face had always been calm, was now in a state of panic. He recognized this as Sister Lu He’s voice. With quick reflexes, he swiftly turned the sword tip in another direction to avoid stabbing someone.

At the critical moment, the sword tip changed direction successfully, stabbing into empty space without hitting anyone.

The frail figure in black was unharmed.

The autumn sun was not harsh, emitting a faint dazzling white light, with occasional cool breezes blowing by.

Ye Zhi realized that the Little Traitor had recognized her, but ignored him, flying towards Sister Lu He.

Lu Cha was still dressed in black, only her eyes were visible. She stood silently, gracefully holding a long spear, her eyes glistening with tears.

Ye Zhi walked up to her, took the long spear, grabbed her hand, and started walking forward: "Don’t cry, I will be fine, let’s go."

Lu He, excited, squeezed her small hand back: "As long as you’re fine, don’t take risks next time."

The two of them held hands and were about to leave.

The girl in light green clothing was not willing, her eyes wide open. She rushed forward with a long whip, ready to fight to the death.

Who would have thought.

The frail figure in black remained calm, standing still, with a faint smile on her face.

There was no intent to retaliate.

The girl in light green clothing felt a surge of joy. This was the result she wanted. Just as she was about to get close, a gentle young man in azure clothing, holding a slightly longer sword, gracefully descended, landing silently.

Shen Chen, expressionless, said: "Ling Que, stop it, let these two go, don’t get involved in this matter."

The girl called Ling Que was unwilling, loudly retorting: "Why, I don’t want to, I just want to teach this person a lesson, Brother Chen, he just hit me too."

She acted as if she was going to raise the whip to hit someone.

Shen Chen shifted his position, standing in front of Ye Zhi, shielding her behind him.

Ye Zhi had a mischievous thought, wanting to tease the girl named Ling Que a bit. She reached out from behind and suddenly wrapped Shen Chen’s waist, rubbing her small hand randomly, poking her little head out, and said proudly, "Oh dear, why is this little gentleman standing on my side? So tall and handsome, let me give him a hug."

Ling Que was so anxious that tears were about to come out: "Brother Chen, why don’t you push him away, he’s a scoundrel." She stomped her feet on the spot twice, and said to that scoundrel: "You better let him go, or I won’t be nice to you."

Little did they know, being hugged, Shen Chen was now completely stiff, as the young girl who was just blooming pressed against him.

A wave of Furong Dew fragrance lingered in the air, a scent that belonged uniquely to her.

The Jingzhao Yuyun Pavilion’s Furong Dew, exclusively unique, a bottle costing up to a hundred taels, was specially prepared for the children of prestigious families.

The light Furong fragrance, accompanied by the girl’s body scent, lingered around him.

Only Shen Chen knew how much effort it took to restrain himself from holding her in his arms.

Ye Zhi, unaware of Shen Chen’s thoughts, felt great satisfaction seeing the girl named Ling Que jump in anger, casually removed her mask, revealing a comical male disguise, making a funny face.

Ling Que’s breath began to quicken, unable to tolerate this ugly freak harassing Brother Chen, she swung her soft whip and rushed over, raising her hand as if to strike.

The gentle young man in azure clothing blocked her without leaning to either side seamlessly.