Transmigrated as the Treacherous Official's Childhood Sweetheart-Chapter 317 - 316: Don’t Overthink It

Ye Zhi and Huanhuan left school to study at a private academy, but it didn’t affect the bond between the three little girlfriends.

They frequently played together.

Qinglian, as an unfavored princess, had little presence in the Imperial Palace but lived carefree~

Last time, thanks to the State Preceptor, after helping the Eldest Prince heal his face, Noble Princess Consort Xiao began to look after her, which was a stroke of good luck; it was like having a big Buddha watching over her in the palace.

The wet nurse and Chun Xing, who stayed with her at Yijing Palace, also walked with their heads held high~

Huanhuan remembered something important, her eyes gleaming with an unusual light: "There is something, but I don’t know if it’s considered interesting."

Qinglian’s brown eyes lit up, and she asked curiously: "What is it? Tell me about it."

"It’s a letter from Xiao Chen saying he will set off for the Capital City in a month. The journey is long and will take a month to complete. Ah Zhi and Sister Lu He have set off for Dragon Tiger Mountain to meet Xiao Chen, and the timing of coming and going is just about right."

At this point, Huanhuan frowned slightly, looking indignant, and gritted her teeth: "It was supposed to be Ah Zhi and me going, but my mother insisted on taking me back to Jiangnan. Ah Zhi must be afraid of delaying my trip, so she set off secretly without telling anyone."

"What happened to our promise to roam the world together as good sisters?"

"What happened to our agreement to pick up Xiao Chen together?"

...

Qinglian listened, looking shocked. Dragon Tiger Mountain was thousands of miles away, and she began to doubt: "That far, I wonder if they can reach Dragon Tiger Mountain and find Xiao Chen. Two women on the road, if they encounter bandits..."

The rest was left unsaid, both understanding the implications.

Huanhuan waved her hand: "Ah Zhi has a talent for spear training and has been learning from my father for years; ordinary thieves are no match for her. Doesn’t the Crown Prince have a Hidden Guard named Ji San or Ji Si?"

The Crown Prince? Second Brother? Ji San?

Qinglian softly said: "It’s Ji San; you had a tussle in the Shuyu Pavilion."

Huanhuan said while holding Qinglian’s hand: "It’s him. As the Crown Prince’s close guard, some time ago, Ah Zhi and I took advantage of a dark night with strong wind, dressed in black, and sneaked into the Crown Prince Mansion. With a crosslong spear and fallen flowers, the pine wind followed the moon as my companion; with Ah Zhi’s Luoyan Spear, he was left defenseless. Later, he resorted to tricks and called for reinforcements, so we had to flee sullenly..."

The Luoyan Spear is actually the Meihua Spear, named by Ah Zhi; it is seven feet and two inches long overall, with an eight-inch spearhead and a six-foot shaft, about five inches thick~

This long spear was obtained by Huan’s father by chance, and it is reputed to be a valuable weapon, gifted to Ah Zhi.

"Oh no, oh no." Huanhuan seemed to remember something, exclaiming that something was wrong.

The two also arrived at the entrance of Qingqiu Courtyard.

They stopped, and Qinglian asked: "What’s wrong?"

Huanhuan felt uneasy, worried excessively: "Ah Zhi didn’t take her Luoyan Spear when she left, and I’m afraid if she encounters danger, she won’t perform well."

For a martial artist, not using their usual weapon makes them unable to perform as well in a fight.

She looked up at the sky with her lovely little face, hoping Ah Zhi could travel smoothly.

Qinglian comforted her: "Perhaps everything will be fine; don’t think about these things. If Ah Zhi finds out, she’ll be mad at you for sure."

She opened the door, and as the door closed behind them,

the two grace-filled women entered the Qingqiu Courtyard~

Outside, the straight stone-paved path was deserted and tranquil...

~

A carriage pulled by a spirited chestnut horse with large wheels spun rapidly, racing forward on the wide road.

The coachman’s constant shouts of "Hyah, hyah, hyah..." echoed without end.