Transmigrated Female Official

Ji Qibai was overjoyed after receiving Chu Qingluo's reply...

But when he unfolded the letter, he was greatly disappointed! This so-called reply was not a letter with neat, small handwriting, but the original letter he had written himself.

He simply circled the erroneous words in his original letter and corrected them one by one.

At the very end, he added just two lines: "I am deeply grateful for the Ninth Prince's kindness, but my family is so poor that I cannot allow the divine bird to condescend to me. I hope the Prince will forgive me."

Even the next day, Ji Qibai was still indignant: "How dare Chu Qingluo refuse this prince! And she even said she was destitute! I'm so angry!"

He grew angrier the more he thought about it, stuffed the letter into his pocket, and stormed out...

Chu Qingluo was currently identifying flowers and plants in the Imperial Garden. She was squatting beside a plant with her dress rolled up, holding the Guangrentang plant catalog in her hand, completely unaware that the furious Ji Qibo had already appeared.

Ji Qibo stared intently at Chu Qingluo, noticing she was focused on flipping through a booklet… Suddenly, he gave a sinister smile, and even his shadow on the ground seemed to sense some kind of evil energy, instantly sprouting wicked horns…

He smiled sinisterly, silently picked a bunch of cockleburs, and tiptoed up behind her... Suddenly, he threw all the cockleburs in his hand onto her neatly combed hair!

"Hahahaha—" Ji Qibai clapped his hands and laughed heartily when he saw that he had succeeded, and his anger when he came was completely forgotten.

Chu Qingluo was startled by his sharp laughter and quickly stood up, pressing one hand to her chest, slightly annoyed: "Can you not be so scary?!"

Ji Qibai pouted haughtily, "No way! Humph—"

It was obvious that the brat was unhappy after reading the reply and had come to confront her.

Chu Qingluo suddenly remembered that something seemed to have fallen on her head, and subconsciously reached up to touch the back of her head... Round, spiky fruits were firmly wrapped around her hair, and a tingling sensation came from her fingertips...

"Holy crap, what is this thing?!" She endured the pricking sensation and tore one off, only to discover upon closer inspection that it was a thorny fruit!

"Damn it! This is a prank only elementary school kids play!!" Chu Qingluo's face turned green with anger. She suppressed the urge to hang Ji Qibo up and beat him, and gritted her teeth as she said, "Please, Ninth Prince, don't use such things and despicable methods to play tricks on people again!"

Seeing her so angry she was practically fuming, her beautiful almond-shaped eyes blazing with fury, Ji Qibo, who had been so self-righteous, suddenly felt a little guilty. "Who told you..." he stammered, avoiding her angry glare, his voice trailing off until it became a muttered murmur, "Who told you not to reply to my letter properly..."

Chu Qingluo clenched her fists, afraid that she would resort to violence if she continued talking. She gritted her teeth and said, "I have other matters to attend to, so I will not keep you company any longer." With that, she left, leaving Ji Qibai standing there alone.

At this point, the only thing she could think of was asking Peony for help...

When Peony saw her disheveled appearance with her hair covered in burrs, she couldn't help but burst into laughter. "Is this the Ninth Prince's revenge?"

Chu Qinglu rolled her eyes angrily: "You brat!"

When I was in elementary school, some boys would often tease the girls they liked in this way, but of course, it backfired and only made the girls dislike them more.

Considering that Ji Qibo was still a child, Chu Qingluo decided not to hold it against him.

After Peony helped her remove the burrs that were wrapped all over her head, the hair bun that Nine-Tailed Fox had combed for her that morning also fell into disarray, so she had to ask Peony to comb it for her again.

……

On the other side, Ji Qibo arrived at Changxuan Palace dejectedly, wanting to ask Ji Qiran for help.

Seeing him looking like a wilted cabbage, Ji Qiran couldn't help but ask curiously, "Ninth Brother, have you encountered some trouble?"

Ji Qibai, his face crestfallen and dragging his heavy steps, said weakly, "Seventh Brother, you are the most popular among us brothers, and female officials have been coming to invite you to your door one after another... I want to ask you for help."

"Oh?!" Ji Qiran's eyebrows lifted, showing great interest in his purpose. "Does Ninth Brother have someone he likes?"

"Sigh—" Ji Qibai nodded heavily twice, sighing deeply. "I wrote her a letter, and she rejected me. In a fit of anger, I threw burrs at her head..."

"Pfft—" Ji Qiran covered her mouth, unable to help but burst out laughing, not expecting to hear such a thing.

"Seventh Brother—! You're still making fun of me!" Ji Qibai was almost driven mad with worry, his handsome features all scrunched up in a frown.

Ji Qiran barely suppressed his laughter, almost choking on his breath: "It's Seventh Brother's fault. Tell me first, how was the letter written?"

Ji Qibai took out the letter he had hidden in his pocket and handed it to Ji Qiran.

Ji Qiran unfolded the letter and found that there were typos that had been corrected. He raised an eyebrow and read it aloud: "Luo Ru Tian Shang... Luo?... Chu Qingluo???" When he saw the word Luo, the first thing he thought of was Chu Qingluo's stunning beauty.

Ji Qibai nodded shyly: "It's her..."

Now it was Ji Qiran's turn to be dumbfounded... He gasped and continued reading the letter. When he saw the two lines of reply at the bottom of the letter that implied rejection, the corners of his mouth involuntarily curled up... And when he thought of the image of her hair being wrapped with burrs, he couldn't help but laugh.

"Why would Ninth Brother like her?" he asked, raising his dark eyes.

"...I don't know, I just feel happy when I see it..."

At Ji Qibo's age, his feelings are simple and pure; he doesn't understand anything too complicated or profound. Just seeing him makes him happy—isn't that a form of liking someone?

Ji Qiran nodded thoughtfully: "Then how would Ninth Brother want me to help you?"

"Seventh Brother, do you know how to make her like me too?"

“Uh…” This question stumped Ji Qiran.

He only knew that the Chu Qingluo of the past was devoted to him, paying close attention to everything he said and did. But now… he knew nothing about her. He didn't know how to regain her attention, otherwise he wouldn't have deliberately scared her…

But not wanting to spoil Ji Qibai's mood, he still said, "You can give her something, like... flowers, a jade bracelet... or a portrait." Ji Qiran guessed that most women liked these things.

Upon hearing this, Ji Qibai's eyes lit up, and he clapped his hands, exclaiming, "Seventh Brother is absolutely right! How come I didn't think of that? You truly are Seventh Brother! I'll go prepare right away!" Ji Qiran's suggestion rekindled his interest, and he hurriedly ran out, not forgetting to turn back and wave, "Seventh Brother, thank you!"

"You're welcome...you're welcome..." Ji Qiran stood still and waved to him.

If Chu Yilin knew that his younger sister had become a highly sought-after and coveted figure in the palace after only a few months in the palace, how would he react?

Ji Qiran could already picture Chu Yilin's surprised expression. He smiled helplessly, but there was a hint of bitterness in that smile...

The sour feeling was so subtle that he didn't even notice it himself; it was completely ignored.