Transmigrated Female Official

Inside the Changming Hall.

The Eighth Princess had just left, while Ji Qili sat at the table with a gloomy expression.

He had just been scolded by the Eighth Princess. She said that he had really shot himself in the foot this time, and even she couldn't help him anymore.

But Ji Qili didn't think so. Since Pan Yin's death had allowed Ji Qiran's entry into the sect to be left unresolved, couldn't he also follow suit... and have Li Yan die?

The Eighth Princess did not immediately agree with his idea, but instead told him to hold back and wait until he had consulted Lady Longkui before making a decision. Ji Qiran did not understand when she had become so timid. The Eighth Princess told him that she only wanted to conceive a prince now, and would not easily do anything else.

This made Ji Qili even more depressed.

He slumped back in his chair, irritated, when he suddenly noticed a note under the paperweight on the table. He quickly pulled it out, opened it, and read: "A way to escape this predicament has been found. Please meet me at Qingliang Hall tonight at 7 PM." The note was signed Li Yan.

He stared at the note in front of him suspiciously, thinking that Qingliang Palace was the most remote palace in the northwest corner, so why would Li Yan invite him there?

He then summoned a male attendant and asked, "Has anyone entered the inner palace today?"

The man replied, "No."

His eyes darted around, and he asked again, "What time is it now?"

The man replied, "It's almost 7 PM."

He glanced out the window; it was already dark. Ji Qili frowned, hesitating whether to go… Finally, he sighed heavily, stood up, and walked out of the hall.

The Qingliang Palace was named so because, besides its secluded location, it was also because of the scenic lake next to it. A row of large trees was planted around the lake, providing ample shade. Every summer, a cool breeze blew from the lake, making it incredibly pleasant. Thus, the Qingliang Palace got its name; it was a perfect place for the palace to escape the heat.

But as soon as the weather turned cold, almost no one came to this hall anymore.

At this very moment, Chu Qingluo and Shaoyao were hiding behind a large tree somewhere by the lake, concealed in the darkness, waiting for their big fish to take the bait.

When Chu Qingluo realized that she seemed to have done some shady things while she was with Shaoyao, she suddenly felt a little helpless and a little amused.

她猛地联想起当年自己刚发现初恋那个渣男劈腿那会儿，何云也曾路见不平，说要去电影学院堵他，然后让人揍他一顿，要让他最引以为傲的脸蛋变成花猫脸……可是她当时心软了，没有同意。

It has been a journey of thousands of years.

The things she dared not do at eighteen, she now does with great enthusiasm at sixteen, even devising more ruthless ideas. Perhaps this is the legendary ill-fated relationship; it seems fate is determined to teach him a lesson. Not only for the sake of the present Chu Qingluo, but also for Lin Xia a thousand years later—he must receive his due punishment!

The two waited quietly until Peony was almost asleep before Chu Qingluo finally saw a figure approaching from a distance. The figure looked around warily as it walked.

Chu Qingluo quickly nudged Shaoyao, who was leaning against the tree, with her elbow: "Wake up, see if that person is Ji Qili?"

Peony shuddered and rubbed her eyes: "Where is it?"

Chu Qinglu pointed her in the right direction, and then Shaoyao said, "Judging from this figure, it does look a bit like it."

Unsure of the situation, neither of them dared to make a move, and they watched as the man walked up the steps of Qingliang Palace and stood on the terrace. As he drew closer, by the moonlight, Chu Qingluo finally recognized him as Ji Qili, the big fish.

Chu Qinglu gritted her teeth angrily, her eyes flashing with golden light in the darkness, and said, "Prepare for action!"

Peony immediately picked up the wooden stick that was placed at her feet and followed behind Chu Qingluo, ready for the next step at any time.

The two of them crouched down like shrimp, quietly moving from one tree to another... After advancing through several trees, the steps were almost within reach. Ji Qili was facing away from them.

Chu Qingluo took a few deep breaths, mimicking the special forces' gesture of "go" towards Shaoyao, and was about to move down the steps... Suddenly, her mouth was covered by a large hand! At the same time, a force around her waist pulled her down to squat!

Seeing that Peony was also subdued by another masked man in black in the same way, Chu Qinglu struggled desperately, trying to pull out the strip of cloth soaked in sleeping potion that she had prepared for Ji Qili.

"Shh—, Qingluo, don't move." The person holding her suddenly spoke. He pulled off his mask, letting Chu Qingluo see his face clearly, and whispered, "It's me."

Chu Qingluo's eyes widened in astonishment.

The masked man who had subdued Peony also pulled off his mask and gave Chu Qingluo a sly smile: "I'm here too."

Chu Qingluo stared at Ji Qiran and Chu Yilin in surprise, stammering, "You...you...how did you get here?"

Peony was surprised but delighted, and busied herself greeting the two of them.

"It's a good thing we came, otherwise who knows what stupid things you would have done," Ji Qiran said irritably.

He had specifically sent people to keep a close watch on Changming Palace, so that the moment Ji Qili left the palace would be their chance to strike. However, he hadn't expected that following Ji Qili here, they would unexpectedly encounter Chu Qingluo and her companion behind a tree, who were planning to take revenge themselves. He then realized that Ji Qili must have been lured to Qingliang Palace by them.

Ji Qiran and Chu Yilin secretly observed the two of them for a while, and seeing that they were about to make a move, they had no choice but to stop them in time.

"I didn't do anything stupid."

Chu Qingluo briefly explained her plan to them. She intended to take advantage of Ji Qili's unpreparedness, use a strip of cloth soaked in sleeping potion to knock him unconscious, repay him in kind, and then assault him!

Ji Qiran stared at her in disbelief and asked, "That's it?!"

"Hmm!" Chu Qingluo pointed to the acupuncture kit tucked into her waistband and said proudly, "I also prepared this!"

She was actually replicating a scene from a TV drama from before the new year: pricking someone with needles—it hurts, but it doesn't leave scars. The best part is, it looks incredibly satisfying! So she planned to imitate that old woman, pricking and cursing at the same time, until she turned Ji Qili into a beehive!

Chu Yilin, who was standing nearby, couldn't help but shudder and interjected, "It seems... pretty ruthless too."

"That's right! How can I vent my anger if I'm not ruthless?" Chu Qingluo was quite satisfied with her arrangement.

Ji Qiran kept a straight face: "You are overestimating yourself! How can two weak women like you contend with the strength of a man? Besides, Fifth Brother is also a skilled swordsman."

"That's why we prepared wooden sticks! Besides, he didn't bring a sword, and we're not going to fight him head-on, we're going to launch a sneak attack."

"How did you..."

"Qingluo, Qingluo, the Fifth Prince seems to be getting a little impatient."

Ji Qiran wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Shaoyao's words. Shaoyao reminded them that if Ji Qili left, tonight would be a wasted effort.