Transmigrated Female Official

Ji Qibo treasured Ji Qiran's suggestions and planned to follow them one by one.

Three days later, he first sent someone to secretly pick fresh flowers in the Imperial Garden, then personally drew a portrait of Chu Qingluo, and finally sent someone to Guangrentang to invite Chu Qingluo over.

Chu Qingluo appeared in Changhong Hall with great reluctance. She knew that if she didn't come, Ji Qibai would go to Guangrentang to find her anyway, so she decided to come anyway.

Ji Qibo jumped up happily, rushed to her side, and waved the flowers he had hidden behind his back in front of her eyes: "Chu Qingluo, these are for you!"

Ji Qibai was shorter than Chu Qingluo, so she could look down into his eyes… a pair of clear, dark pupils. She smiled and accepted the bouquet: “Thank you. However, I hope the Ninth Prince will not steal flowers again.”

Even the fresh flowers used for bathing in the palace had to be obtained from Guangrentang; picking them privately was not allowed.

"Okay, I won't pick them anymore." Seeing her smile, Ji Qibo became even more excited. "Someone come here—" he shouted.

At this moment, the attendants who had been waiting outside the door for the summons entered, carrying various ornaments, and lined up in front of Chu Qingluo.

"These are all for you." Ji Qibai waved his small hand, his tone full of generosity.

Upon seeing this display, Chu Qingluo was first taken aback, then quickly glanced at the dazzling array of exquisite jewelry, including jade bracelets, gemstone hairpins, earrings, and more...

I really don't know where Ji Qibo learned his rich and powerful flirting skills.

She admitted that she really liked these things, and her eyes were indeed sparkling, but she couldn't accept something for nothing... She couldn't just accept these jewels for free, otherwise it would be too heartless, especially since the other party was such an innocent little devil. She smiled helplessly and shook her head, saying, "Ninth Prince, I can't accept these things."

Ji Qibo frowned: "Why?"

"Why would the Ninth Prince give me these things?" she asked him in return.

"Because I like you—" he blurted out without thinking.

Kids are just so straightforward, and Chu Qingluo found it rather endearing. "That's why I absolutely can't accept it."

He kept pestering her, asking, "Why? Why?"

Chu Qinglu subconsciously reached out and touched his head, explaining, "You're still young now, you'll understand later."

Ji Qibo shoved her hand away, saying defiantly, "Don't treat me like a child!"

In his eyes, Chu Qingluo was only four years older than him, but she always acted as if she was much older than him!

"Alright, alright, I'll accept the flowers then, how about that?"

He gave her a disapproving look, pointed to the painting on the table, and said, "You should also accept that one."

"What's that?" Following the direction he pointed, Chu Qingluo noticed a portrait on the table, its ink still wet, surrounded by scattered scraps of paper. She walked over, picked it up, and examined it…

Fat head, big ears, small eyes, pig nose, sausage lips, a hairstyle resembling a bird's nest on its head, body proportions of 1:1... "What the hell is this!" she couldn't help but frown.

“This is a drawing of you—” Ji Qibo still looked innocent and naive.

In his writing, she was depicted as an ugly monster! Aside from both being women, there was really no way they were alike. Chu Qingluo felt a wave of exasperation wash over her!

"..." She opened her mouth slightly, then closed it again when she realized she had nothing to say. After taking several breaths, she finally spoke, "Thank you—for drawing me so abstractly!"

"Of course!" Ji Qibai didn't understand the word 'abstract', but still recklessly shouted, "Isn't my drawing good? I think it looks just like you! I drew it based on your appearance!"

Chu Qingluo could feel the wild alpaca galloping in her heart again. She bit her lower lip hard and told herself not to stoop to the level of the brat and to be kind!

"Phew—" She exhaled again, flashing her signature eight-toothed sun-drenched smile. "Keep the painting for yourself. I'll take the flowers with me. If there's nothing else, I'll head back now. I have things to do at Guangrentang." She took a few steps outside, then remembered something and added, "Oh, right, from now on, don't paint unless you have to. Read more books, okay? Goodbye!" As soon as she finished speaking, she turned and ran out the door.

"Hey, hey—we haven't taken the painting yet! Chu Qingluo—" Ji Qibai wanted to chase after her with the painting, but suddenly noticed that the attendants carrying the ornaments inside the hall were all snickering, their expressions distorted. He puffed out his cheeks and asked, "What are you laughing at?!"

The attendants dared not utter a sound, quickly concealing their expressions and lowering their heads.

By the time he chased after her with the painting, Chu Qingluo's pale purple figure had long since vanished...

Ji Qibai pouted and turned to walk towards Changxuan Palace. He couldn't wait to report the situation to Ji Qiran.

……

"Seventh Brother—she accepted the flowers I gave her!" Ji Qibo exclaimed excitedly as he skipped over to Ji Qiran's side. He added, "But she didn't accept any of the jewelry or the painting..." As he said this, his expression darkened again, and he continued to rub the painting in his hand with his fingertips.

Children are so impulsive, they believe everything they hear. Ji Qiran smiled and said, "Did you draw this? Let Seventh Brother see it."

Ji Qiran sat at the table, staring at the unfolded painting. His eyes widened, and his face began to twitch... If this continued, he would be amused to the point of internal injury by his ninth brother! He propped his forehead up with his palm, trying his best to suppress the urge to burst out laughing, and asked with feigned seriousness, "What...what did she say?"

Ji Qibo tilted his head and pouted: "She told me not to draw anymore when I don't have time, and to read more books."

"..." Ji Qiran silently moved his hand, which was supporting his forehead, to his nose, covering his twitching mouth.

He was really eager to see Chu Qingluo's reaction; it would be incredibly interesting. Actually, he was even more looking forward to seeing her get annoyed...

Suddenly, an evil thought surfaced in my mind...

"Ninth Brother, come here." He pulled Ji Qibai over, lowered his voice, and said mysteriously, "I've heard a rumor that..."

Hehehe, Chu Qingluo, just you wait and see...