Transmigrated Female Official

Seeing that the Sixth Princess refused, Fusang pouted and said, "If elder sister doesn't accept this return gift, then younger sister can't accept elder sister's greeting gift either."

The sixth princess said helplessly, "Sister, you're deliberately making things difficult for your older sister."

"Anyway, it's up to you, sister." Fusang had made up her mind.

"..." Seeing that Fusang seemed determined to stick with her to the end, the Sixth Princess had no choice but to sigh and surrender: "Thank you, sister."

"That's more like it." Fusang happily placed the chalcedony into the Sixth Princess's hand.

Chu Qingluo had been watching the two sisters for a while and guessed they must be thirsty. At this moment, Prince Zhijun also came out after trying on his clothes, so she signaled Qiyue to bring up the tea.

Because Chu Qingluo herself loves fruit tea, this is the only tea that Mingyifang usually prepares.

"Prince Zhijun, are you satisfied with these clothes?" Chu Qingluo asked politely.

Zhi Jun turned around and asked Fusang, "How is it?"

Fusang looked him up and down, then gave him two thumbs up and said, "Brother, once you put this on, you'll become a handsome man in the Kingdom of Ji."

"Really?" Hearing Fusang's praise, Zhijun laughed loudly, then raised his arm and said, "But it seems my arm is a bit narrow, making it inconvenient to move around."

Chu Qingluo also noticed that the men's clothing she designed was originally a relatively fitted, narrow-sleeved style, and given that Zhi Jun's physique was more robust than the average person, it would naturally feel a bit narrow.

She stepped forward and said, "Let me take Prince Zhijun's measurements and make some adjustments."

Zhi Jun said, "Okay."

Just as he finished speaking and was about to make a move, Ji Qiran suddenly stepped between the two of them and said, "Hey—, I think it's just right. It's not too wide or too narrow, it fits perfectly, and it makes Prince Zhijun look so strong! If it were looser, wouldn't we be unable to see such sturdy arms?"

Hearing Ji Qiran's words, Zhi Jun suddenly wavered. He shook his arms back and forth a couple more times and said hesitantly, "I can still move them."

“Exactly! This dress wouldn’t look as good if the sleeves were widened.” Ji Qiran pressed on, “Don’t believe me? Ask…Sixth Sister?”

The Sixth Princess stared at Ji Qiran, her smile full of hidden meaning, which made him break out in a cold sweat. Then, the Sixth Princess said, "This is already very good."

Hearing the Sixth Princess say the same thing, Zhi Jun stopped worrying and simply said, "Then let's leave it at that, no changes!"

Seeing that Zhi Jun himself said he wouldn't change, Chu Qingluo didn't mind and turned to pour tea for the four of them.

At this moment, Ji Qiran chuckled and approached Chu Qingluo, squeezing out a few words through gritted teeth: "I just don't want you to touch him."

"..." Chu Qinglu couldn't help but roll her eyes. It turned out that Ji Qiran was still a childish kid.

But for some reason, she really wanted to laugh.

After the tea was poured, a sweet fragrance immediately filled the shop. The Sixth Princess and her companions were attracted by the aroma and asked, "Is this the smell of tea?"

"Yes, this is something I tried to make haphazardly, and I'm afraid it might not suit the tastes of the princesses and princes."

The sixth princess smiled and said, "No, this tea smells delicious."

It was the first time all four of them had tried this fruit tea, and they found it incredibly novel, so they drank one cup after another, especially Ji Qiran, who didn't stop at all. This made Chu Qingluo lament that the teapot's capacity wasn't large enough.

Princess Fusang was very interested in the fruit tea and bombarded Chu Qingluo with questions about how she made it. Chu Qingluo didn't think it was any special secret recipe, so she generously explained the method.

However, as she explained the preparation method, she noticed that Ji Qiran was staring at her with a scrutinizing gaze, as if questioning her identity, which made her scalp tingle...

After finishing their fruit tea, the attendants emptied the entire clothing store, leaving it as if it had been ransacked.

"This sweet and sour fruit tea is making me feel a little hungry," said the sixth princess.

"Sister Anyang, let's go eat some delicious food in Yancheng!" Fusang was also getting a little hungry.

Ji Qiran said, "Yibinge is the best restaurant in Yancheng, and it's very close to here."

The sixth princess smiled and said, "Let's go there."

These four were determined to leave, insisting on dragging Chu Qingluo along. Chu Qingluo had no choice but to go with them, unable to resist their advances…

After a hearty meal, Fusang and Zhijun happily strolled through the market, buying trinkets. However, every time Fusang chose something, she would ask Ji Qiran for his opinion.

"Qi Ran, what do you think of this?" Fu Sang asked, tugging at his sleeve as she held up an embroidered sachet with lotus patterns.

Before they left Yibinge, they had agreed that they would address each other by name when there were many people in the market, so as not to attract a crowd.

Ji Qiran glanced at the sachet in Fusang's hand and said indifferently, "Not bad."

"And this one?" Fusang picked up another embroidered sachet with a peony pattern and waved it in front of him.

"Not bad."

"Why is everything so 'this is good, that is good'..." Fusang pouted and said, "You and your brother are the same; neither of you can give a precise opinion!"

Upon hearing this, Zhi Jun burst into laughter: "Sister, you can't blame us for this. In our eyes as men, all these things are the same, there's no difference at all."

"I don't care." Fusang picked up both sachets and asked Ji Qiran, "This time you have to choose one you think is pretty. Which one do you choose?"

"..." Ji Qiran stared speechlessly at the two sachets in front of him. He didn't think they were the same; he just felt it didn't matter which one she chose, it was none of his business. But fearing that Fusang might be difficult to deal with, he finally just randomly pointed to the sachet with the lotus pattern.

Fusang smiled with satisfaction and turned to the shopkeeper, saying, "I'll take this lotus flower sachet."

Seeing Chu Qingluo standing there in a daze, the Sixth Princess smiled and asked, "What are you thinking about, Qingluo?"

"Huh? I wasn't thinking about anything." If the Sixth Princess hadn't spoken, Chu Qinglu wouldn't have realized that she was daydreaming, and that she was actually staring at Fusang and Ji Qiran's backs.

"Qingluo, don't you think Qiran and Fusang are a good match?" the Sixth Princess asked again.

"Hmm..." Chu Qingluo tugged at the corner of her mouth and said, "They are a very good match."

"I suspect there's another deeper meaning behind the Yuezhi Kingdom's special trip to send Fusang."

"Lord Anyang..." Chu Qingluo was not yet used to calling him by his name directly, so she quickly changed her words and asked, "Does Anyang mean...?" She had thought about it, but she still asked cautiously.

"They probably also want to promote a marriage alliance between the two countries and maintain good relations for many years," the sixth princess said.

In ancient times, marriage was the most common way for two countries to maintain friendly relations.

Chu Qinglu swallowed the inexplicable bitterness in her heart and pretended to be calm, saying, "This is actually quite normal..."