Transmigrated as the Treacherous Official's Childhood Sweetheart-Chapter 342 - 341: To Admire from Afar but Not to Desecrate

A gown made of soft rose silk gauze, making her appear even more delicate and charming~

The fragrance of Furong Dew was incredibly pleasant, filling the entire room.

Ye Zhi timely opened the window a bit, letting the breeze in.

After tidying up, the young girl lay in bed, preparing to sleep.

"Tap, tap."

Two footsteps sounded on the roof, clearly indicating someone had landed above.

Ye Zhi, having slept for most of the night, was now alert. She had come out to explore the martial world, chasing the romances and rivalries from stories. At midnight, hearing noises from the rooftop, could it be a flower thief?

Her slightly sleepy phoenix eyes brightened up, sleepiness vanishing completely.

Out here for so long, she still needed to go back and share her martial adventures with Huanhuan and Little Fairy.

Without encountering incidents, what stories would there be to tell?

Ye Zhi immediately jumped out of bed, found a light yellow pleated skirt from her bag, wore it, and using Qinggong, flew out through the window, landing on the roof above.

From the Capital City to Dragon Tiger Mountain, it was inconvenient, so she had been disguised as a man, wearing men’s clothing.

Now that she had found Little Traitor, under his protection, she was sure she could turn bad luck into good fortune. What nonsense about men’s clothing, she didn’t need to care.

Naturally, young girls love beauty, and she was ready to resume her life at Ye Mansion.

Climbing onto the roof, she landed lightly on the tiles, making no sound.

Huh? Nobody’s here?

I clearly didn’t hear it wrong...

Could the flower thief have entered the inn?

Should I report to the authorities? Or notify the shopkeeper to search first?

She suddenly laughed at herself: Maybe she was overthinking it, why would there be a flower thief, and it might just be a master passing by.

When about to return to her room, her sharp eyes caught sight of someone using Qinggong to fly away not far off, not moving too fast. Ye Zhi’s expression tightened; after a moment of hesitation, she decided to secretly follow and take a look.

The tip of her toes touched lightly, and the girl in her light yellow pleated skirt silently leapt several meters ahead. By her next leap, she had covered tens of meters.

Her gaze fixed on the figure in the distance, and like a flash of lightning, she followed.

Getting closer, she realized the person moved much like Little Traitor.

In disbelief, she called out to the figure ahead, "Xiao Chen, is that you? It’s Ah Zhi."

The figure in front paused, stopped, and floated silently on the tiles; the young man’s brown eyes were deep, shining under the moonlight.

It’s him.

Ye Zhi smiled sweetly and called, "Xiao Chen, it really is you."

With a light leap, she glided gracefully like a startled swan, like a wandering dragon, effortlessly approaching near him.

It was the time of Chou (approximately 1 to 3 AM).

The night was pitch-black, with most families in the city already asleep, and occasionally three or two dogs barking in the distance.

The two stood on the eaves of a three-story tall building, with the autumn night breeze gently blowing; Ye Zhi felt a bit of chill, but the warmth of meeting Little Traitor exceeded that chill.

"Did you just pass over the roof of Tongfu Inn? I heard someone pass by, chased them out, thinking it was some flower thief, only to find my handsome Brother Xiao Chen."

The girl’s tender, soft voice was penetrating, provoking waves in one’s heart.

In the faint moonlight, Shen Chen saw the young girl’s enchanting face that haunted his dreams; her sweet smile was like a painting come to life, her eyes rippling, fair cheeks like the peach’s blush, graceful and elegant, as if a fairy from the heavens, only to be admired, not to be sullied.

The little girl’s appearance was more lovely and delicate than before, and she had grown quite a bit taller.