Transmigrated Female Official

I tossed and turned all night, unable to sleep soundly.

A job unrelated to her major was a completely new challenge for Chu Qingluo, and on top of that, Ji Qiran was like a time bomb somewhere in her nerves, always bombarding her with sudden attacks...

Today, she accompanied Li Yan to various palaces to observe how to select and arrange plants and flowers for each palace.

"The Fourth Princess likes to use balsam flowers to dye her nails, and now happens to be the flowering season, so send a few more pots to the Fourth Princess's palace to place." Li Yan spoke in a nonchalant manner, glanced at her, and said, "Remember this well, I'm only saying it once."

Chu Qingluo quickly nodded and pricked up her ears.

"His Majesty's fondness for peonies is well-known, which is why peonies hold the highest status and are cultivated in the largest quantity in the Imperial Garden. The Sixth Princess prefers chrysanthemums and asparagus ferns, while the Eighth Princess favors roses and Chinese roses. If the flowers are not in good bloom, peonies can be used as a substitute. The princes and His Majesty's male attendants do not have many requirements for flowers; they simply select them according to the season."

Chu Qingluo carefully memorized them one by one, and noticed that the flowers the princesses liked did not seem to bloom in winter, so she asked, "What if it's not the flowering season?"

Li Yan raised an eyebrow and pouted, "There's nothing we can do about it, we'll just put whatever we have on display."

“…Understood.” Chu Qingluo nodded again.

It was time for the morning court session, and neither the Empress nor the princesses were in the palace. Chu Qingluo followed Li Yan and instructed the male attendants to arrange the fresh flowers. "These flowers need to be changed every two or three days, understand?" Li Yan reminded Chu Qingluo again, since this would be her responsibility from now on.

"Okay, I've written it down."

……

When Chu Qingluo arrived at Changxuan Palace, where Ji Qiran lived, she couldn't help but feel a chill run down her spine. Her tense nerves seemed to be reminding her that she was actually a little afraid to see him... She clutched the sides of her skirt tightly.

Fortunately, Ji Qiran happened to be out of the hall at that moment. Chu Qingluo breathed a huge sigh of relief, and even her breathing became much easier.

As soon as she stepped out of Changxuan Hall, she saw Ji Qibai, that little devil, hopping and skipping towards her from afar...

She suddenly remembered that she had forgotten to translate the little devil's letter for Gongsun Yu... Oh no!

"Chu Qingluo!" Ji Qibai greeted her with a smile, revealing two tiger teeth.

"Ninth Prince." Li Yan and Chu Qinglu bowed at the same time, while Ji Qibai waved to her, "You go ahead and do your work. I have something to say to Chu Qinglu."

Li Yan glanced at Chu Qingluo dismissively and said, "Yes." Then she led her male attendants ahead.

Once everyone was alone, Ji Qibai, adopting an adult demeanor, put his hands behind his back, cleared his throat, and said, "Didn't I tell you to reply to the letter?! Where's the letter?"

"Sorry, ...I forgot."

"What?! You actually forgot?!" Ji Qibai instantly revealed his true colors, looking displeased: "I don't care, you have to reply to me today! Otherwise, I'll pester you and not leave!"

At such a young age, all they learn is how to cheat...

Chu Qinglu reluctantly conceded, "Alright then, I'll have someone send it to you later." She just wanted to get rid of him quickly so she could catch up with Li Yan.

Hearing her say that, Ji Qibai was finally satisfied and raised his head, saying, "That's more like it."

Having dealt with this little troublemaker, Chu Qingluo quickly caught up with Li Yan. Li Yan didn't ask any further questions and continued to lead her to other palaces.

Overall, the day went very smoothly, except for a considerable delay at Changming Palace, where Ji Qili resided, because we ran into the Eighth Princess, who had just finished court and was looking for Ji Qili.

"Qingluo's here?" It wouldn't be surprising if these words came from Ji Qili. But the fact that they came from the Eighth Princess made Chu Qingluo feel quite uncomfortable.

Especially after the incident of vying for the first incense offering, in which she won the first prize, given the Eighth Princess's temperament, she should have been more resentful. Why is she pretending to be friendly instead?

Li Yan, who was standing to the side, was also quite surprised. She had not expected that Chu Qingluo's relationship with the princes and princesses was so extraordinary.

"Princess Xile, Fifth Prince." Chu Qingluo's lips twitched. Despite her surprise, she still had to perform the proper etiquette.

"Qingluo, and this gentleman, thank you for your hard work." Ji Qili was always kind and friendly.

“That is my duty,” Li Yan replied humbly.

It seemed that the Eighth Princess was even more eager to see Chu Qingluo than Ji Qili was at this moment. She quickly seized the opportunity and said, "Qingluo, I want to ask you something." Then she turned to Li Yan and said, "You take the others and go about your business."

“Yes…” Li Yan was dismissed again, her mind filled with confusion. Could it be that Chu Qingluo had won everyone's attention simply through a grand ceremony? With this question in mind, she directed the male attendants who had followed her to remove the old potted plants and place new ones on top…

Chu Qingluo wondered what kind of information she could possess that would compel the arrogant Eighth Princess to personally gather it. "Princess Xile, please ask."

"Has your brother Chu Yilin mastered the skills?" The Eighth Princess spoke quickly and directly, her tone relaxed, without a trace of feminine shyness or affectation.

"...Not yet." Last time, Chu Yilin embarrassed the Eighth Princess, but instead of being angry, the Eighth Princess took a liking to Chu Yilin? This unbelievable situation left Chu Qinglu feeling confused.

The Eighth Princess then smiled and said, "That would be wonderful! I'll send someone to the Chu family to invite them in a couple of weeks." But then she changed her mind, "No, I'll go myself during my day off."

Ji Qili raised an eyebrow: "Eighth Sister, have you taken a fancy to the young master of the Chu family?"

"Exactly!" she said cheerfully, making no attempt to hide her fondness for Chu Yilin. "Go back and tell your brother so he can be mentally prepared and not get too excited." The Eighth Princess believed that although Chu Yilin didn't seem very enthusiastic, it was a great honor for him to be accepted into the princess's tutelage, and she was sure he wouldn't refuse.

That's how confident a rich, beautiful, and successful woman can be!

"Yes." Chu Qingluo couldn't help but feel sorry for Chu Yilin.

Seeing his eighth sister's decisive and efficient actions, Ji Qili couldn't help but feel inferior. He wanted to enter the Chu family, but he remained hesitant and fearful, afraid of being rejected by Chu Qingluo. Compared to his eighth sister's decisiveness and directness, his own strategy of simply waiting for an opportunity seemed particularly passive. Should he perhaps change his approach?