Transmigrated Female Official

With eight days left until the summer festival, the staff of Guangrentang were busy setting up the stage. As instructed by Ji Jie, the stage needed to be expanded this year, so they had to send more people.

Chu Qinglu came out of Ji Qiran's Changxuan Palace and took a detour to Yongle Palace to see what stage they were setting up.

She looked around and found that Ji Jie wasn't there, only her male attendants who were making some noise. A little worried, she randomly asked one of the attendants a couple of questions, and only after confirming that they were setting up the cross platform did she leave, feeling relieved.

It seems the Fifth Prince is quite effective with Ji Jie...

"Qingluo, I've finally found you." As soon as Chu Qingluo stepped into the Imperial Garden, Shaoyao came running up from another path, looking anxious.

"What's wrong?" Judging from Shaoyao's expression, she could guess that something had happened at the clothing workshop.

"Luo Lifei and Wang Yurou almost got into a fight over a piece of clothing." Peony's breathing was a little rapid.

The Wang Yurou that Peony mentioned entered the palace a few years ago and is considered a senior female official in the Clothing Pavilion. She usually dislikes Luo Lifei's domineering manner and has some complaints about Luo Lifei replacing Chu Qingluo in training everyone. Now she is probably using this as an excuse to vent her frustrations.

"Where is Sister Ziyou?" If this matter gets out of hand, Li Ziyou will definitely not let it go.

"She left the palace after the morning meeting, and Aunt Qi hasn't returned from her shopping trip yet." The Clothing Pavilion is currently without anyone in charge, which is why Peony is in a hurry to find Chu Qingluo.

As they talked, they didn't linger and soon returned to the clothing workshop.

However, just as Peony went out to look for Chu Qingluo, Luo Lifei and Wang Yurou had gone from arguing heatedly to wrestling, tearing at each other's hair like two crazy women.

By this time, everyone had surrounded the two women who were fighting. Some people were trying to separate them, but the fight only intensified. Luo Lifei's two followers were terrified and could only scream shrilly from the sidelines.

Holy crap! That's exciting! It's been so long since I've seen women fight, Chu Qinglu felt a surge of excitement. She remembered the last time she saw women fight was back in freshman year, when He Yun and a girl from her dorm were pulling each other's hair and biting each other, resulting in deep bite wounds that took years to heal, and ultimately earning her a warning from the school. Back then, that girl, relying on being a local, had a strange sense of superiority and often mocked girls from small southern cities. He Yun, with her quick temper, had long disliked that girl, so she fought especially hard. The battle broke out after midnight; she was already asleep. When she was awakened by the noise, she saw her friend fighting with someone else. She immediately jumped up to help He Yun, but as soon as she climbed down from the top bunk and her feet touched the ground, the fight was over…

"Stop fighting!" Peony had already gone over to break up the fight, but she was knocked away by someone's elbow and staggered a few steps.

Seeing this, Chu Qingluo pushed through the crowd and shouted, "Hit him hard! Hit him to death!"

Everyone was stunned when they heard her shout. The two people who were fighting so fiercely suddenly stopped, staring at each other with wide eyes, still holding each other's hair, neither willing to let go.

"Go ahead and fight! Why did you stop? Don't stop until it's a fight to the death!" Chu Qingluo moved between the two and continued. "You can gouge her eyes out, and she can bite off your nose. It'll be more interesting if it's bloody! In the end, we'll see whose face is more gruesome! That'll be exciting!"

Hearing Chu Qingluo say this, everyone couldn't help but feel disgusted.

Seeing that continuing the fight was pointless, and that getting her face hurt would be a greater loss, Luo Lifei angrily shouted, "Let go!" and then shook off her hand. Wang Yurou snorted coldly and also released Luo Lifei's hair.

Both women were now extremely disheveled, their hair and clothes in disarray. Luo Lifei's face was flushed, with what appeared to be finger marks. Wang Yurou's face, on the other hand, had several small, reddish scratches from fingernails.

"The grand ceremony is just around the corner, what exactly is going on between you two?" Chu Qingluo's tone was full of reprimand.

“Ask her!” Luo Lifei glared at Wang Yurou with resentment.

Chu Qingluo: "Sister Yurou, what do you want to say?"

Wang Yurou ran her fingers through her hair and said irritably, "Luo Lifei's clothes are nice, I want to swap with her."

Chu Qinglu frowned: "Just for this?"

"Yes! She actually dared to slap me!" Luo Lifei's eyes were bloodthirsty, wishing she could tear Wang Yurou to pieces! No one had ever hit her before, let alone slapped her in front of everyone!

"It's one thing for her to be unwilling, but she also said that I should look in the mirror, that I'm ugly and yet I want to ruin her clothes!" Wang Yurou got angry again when she said this, and wished she could slap Luo Lifei a few more times.

Sigh, Luo Lifei just has such a sharp tongue...

"The grand ceremony is almost here, and there are still many things to prepare. Everyone, please disperse." Chu Qingluo first dismissed the crowd before saying, "Both of them are at fault in this matter, so neither of you should feel like you've lost out."

Luo Lifei shouted in extreme dissatisfaction, "I did nothing wrong! She was the one who overestimated herself!"

Wang Yurou got excited and tried to tug at her clothes again.

"You two have really gone too far!" Chu Qingluo rolled her eyes at them, annoyed. "Do you even want to go on stage anymore?!"

"..." Neither of them uttered a sound, panting heavily. After practicing for so long, neither of them wanted to give up at this crucial moment.

Chu Qingluo: "Since you all want to, then listen to me. Let's shake hands and make peace, and let's put this matter behind us."

The two exchanged a glance but made no move.

“Everyone has seen what happened, and it’s probably impossible to hide it now. When Sister Ziyou arrives tomorrow, you two will have to go and apologize in person.” Chu Qingluo first took Wang Yurou’s hand, and then forcefully placed Luo Lifei’s hand on top of hers: “It’s settled then, let’s just let this matter go.”

Their hands clasped together briefly, then quickly withdrew.

"Sister Yurou, take a look at my clothes and see if you like them. I can trade with you," Chu Qingluo suggested.

The outfits for each fashion show are assigned by the designer; the models are just clothes hangers. As a hanger, how can you be picky? They can replace you in the blink of an eye. If you don't like wearing it, don't wear it; there are plenty of people who want to wear it and are waiting to wear it. Whether from the model's or the designer's perspective, Chu Qingluo understands what it means to consider the bigger picture, so as long as it's not completely revealing, she doesn't care what style she wears.

"No need." Wang Yurou only disliked Luo Lifei in the first place, but she didn't expect Chu Qingluo to be dragged into it as well. "Thank you, Qingluo, I'll go now." She looked slightly embarrassed and turned to leave.

After Wang Yurou left, Luo Lifei snorted disdainfully and said sarcastically, "Ugly people always cause trouble!"

Chu Qinglu rolled her eyes: "Can you shut up for once?" Her mouth is always offending people here and there. If there hadn't been a shortage of people, Luo Lifei wouldn't have been chosen to go.

Luo Lifei retorted, "I didn't say anything wrong!" Whether it was Chu Qingluo's relentless pursuit of the Seventh Prince or Wang Yurou's ambition to become a phoenix, she was speaking the truth from the bottom of her heart. She was only giving Chu Qingluo some face because of the Empress's gift.

Chu Qingluo didn't want to waste any more words with her: "Alright, your outfit is the first one for the opening, is everything ready?"

"Of course, it's absolutely stunning, otherwise why would that bitch Wang Yurou want to compete with me for it?" Luo Lifei said, full of pride as she talked about her clothes.

Seeing her so confident, Chu Qingluo was too lazy to waste any more time with her. She pouted and said, "I'm busy too." Then she turned around and went to find Ziyan.

With the grand ceremony drawing ever closer, Chu Qingluo only hoped that Luo Lifei would behave herself and not cause her any more trouble...