Transmigrated Female Official

The disheveled man had only run a few meters when he was suddenly stopped by a figure coming from the opposite direction.

"stop!"

"Go away!"

Seeing that the man refused to back down, the disheveled man had no choice but to make a hasty move... but after a few punches and kicks, he was clearly at a disadvantage despite wielding a sharp blade, and was no match for the man at all.

The disheveled man had no choice but to run. But the man had no intention of letting him go. He grabbed the man's wrist holding the knife and twisted it backward with great force!

Instantly, the disheveled man's arm dislocated! "Ahhh—"

The man shouted sternly, "Hand over the goods!"

The disheveled man, writhing in pain, pulled out the silver pouch he had just acquired. As the other man took the pouch, the disheveled man switched hands, grabbed the knife, and swung it at him.

Although the man quickly dodged to the side, he was still unfortunately cut on the arm by the knife, while the slovenly man seized the opportunity and ran away.

The entire fight lasted only a moment. Seeing the disheveled man run away, Long Xiaohan finally snapped out of her shock and yelled at her equally timid followers, "What are you all standing there for?! Go and see what's going on!"

The three attendants pushed and shoved each other as they slowly approached the man whose arm was cut...

Seeing this, the man couldn't help but find it amusing. He ignored the three approaching attendants and strode straight up to Long Xiaohan, extending his hand and saying, "Miss, your purse."

By the dim light of the lanterns beneath the entrance to Miaoyin Pavilion, Long Xiaohan finally saw the man clearly. He had dark skin, a face as resolute as a warrior's, and his robust physique was striking!

"Thank...thank you." Long Xiaohan stared at him blankly, her heart pounding with emotion!

"The night is deep and the dew is heavy, Miss, you should go home earlier in the future." After saying this, the man bid her farewell.

"Wait—!" Long Xiaohan hurriedly called out to him, and then said, "The brave man was injured because he helped us, how could I not care?" After saying that, she waved to her three followers and said, "Hurry up and invite the brave man into the carriage to see a doctor."

"It's just a minor injury, nothing to worry about."

The man was about to leave after speaking when he was immediately stopped by his three attendants. Seeing how enthusiastic and proactive Long Xiaohan was, they naturally understood what their young lady was thinking, and they were determined to get the man into the car no matter what.

"Please, young master."

“If you don’t go, young master, our young lady will feel guilty.”

"Hey you guys—"

The three men talked as they pushed the man into the car. The man had no choice but to go with them to see the doctor.

On the way, Long Xiaohan kept staring at the man's face, her eyes sparkling. "How should I address this brave warrior?"

"My name is Song Guyi."

“Song-Gu-Yi…” Long Xiaohan murmured, then said, “This is a good name. You are a righteous man.”

"You flatter me, Miss."

"Does Gu Yi know who I am?" Long Xiaohan asked tentatively with a friendly expression.

Song Guyi shook his head and said apologetically, "I am ignorant and ill-informed, please forgive me, Miss."

"Haha..." Long Xiaohan laughed awkwardly, then said, "It's okay, it's better if you don't know."

The more Long Xiaohan looked at the man before her, the more satisfied she became, her heart fluttering with delight. She couldn't help but blurt out, "Guyi...have you entered the path?"

"Not yet."

Upon receiving a negative answer, she was overjoyed. "Where do you live? Who else lives in your family?" Long Xiaohan was determined to get to the bottom of things from him.

"..." Song Guyi was stunned for a moment, a look of extreme grief flashing in his eyes, but he still answered truthfully: "My hometown is Biancheng. Last year, there was a flood... and my family members all died."

"...I'm so sorry, I brought up something I shouldn't have." Hearing that he was all alone, Long Xiaohan felt no pity, but rather even happier. She quickly changed the subject, asking, "So how do you make a living now that you're all alone in Yancheng?"

Song Guyi smiled helplessly: "I work as a guard in the palace to make a living."

"Oh?!" Long Xiaohan exclaimed in surprise, her eyes widening as she asked, "You're acquainted with Lady Yao Man?"

Hearing her mention Yao Man, Song Guyi also seemed surprised and replied, "Does Miss know Lord Yao?"

"No...no, no, I just know." Long Xiaohan said calmly.

"Oh." Song Guyi nodded, then said with a self-deprecating smile, "I am just a lowly guard, not a general. How could Lord Yao possibly know someone as insignificant as me?"

Hearing him say that, Long Xiaohan breathed a huge sigh of relief. At the same time, it strengthened her resolve to make him one of her own.

“Look, it’s getting dark now, and the nearby clinics have long since closed. Why don’t you come to my residence? There are several doctors staying there.”

"That's so inconvenient," Song Guyi refused. "Thank you for your kindness, Miss. I'll take my leave now and won't trouble you any further."

"No way! If I say I'm going, you have to go!" Long Xiaohan was too lazy to argue with him anymore, and her spoiled princess temper flared up immediately.

Regardless of whether Song Guyi was willing or not, the carriage headed straight for the Long Mansion.

After getting out of the car, he stared in astonishment at the large imperial gold plaque above the gate and said, "Could this be... Lady Longkui's residence?"

Long Xiaohan smiled smugly, like a phoenix soaring high above. "Go in."

Even if Song Guyi had wings, he couldn't escape Long Xiaohan's grasp now!

……

On a sunny afternoon, when Chu Qingluo appeared at the entrance of the famous clothing store amidst the bright sunshine, August and his two newly recruited apprentices were instantly stunned.

Chu Qingluo's gaze quickly swept around the shop. Just like before, it was filled with the clothes she designed, and many customers were browsing. Although she hadn't appeared for many days, the shop was still bustling with people. This was all thanks to the efforts of those few people; they had supported her in running the famous clothing shop.

"The shop master is back!" August excitedly went to greet him.

His two newly accepted apprentices had only heard of Chu Qingluo's legendary stories and had never met her in person, so when they heard that she was the head of the workshop, they quickly stepped forward to greet her. "Head of the workshop."

Although the two were bowing, their eyes were not idle; they were secretly observing this legendary figure... She was very young and stunningly beautiful, with a youthful face, but her eyes were calm and firm... This made the two feel a sense of awe.

Chu Qingluo nodded to the two of them: "You've worked hard." Then, she took August's hand and smiled: "Thank you."

Those two simple words, along with that faint smile, made August feel an urge to burst into tears. "Master... you're finally back!"

This "return" not only represents escaping the Heavenly Prison, but more importantly, it signifies that after experiencing so many trials and tribulations, she has finally returned to them as a strong person.