Transmigrated Female Official

Emerging from the West Warm Pavilion, the Changhong Palace, where the Ninth Prince resided, was just ahead. Chu Qingluo sighed helplessly and said to He Qi behind her, "Go in and change the potted plants." Even if Ji Qibo continued to cause trouble, she still had to deal with him at work.

"Yes." He Qi and the other male attendants quickly moved the old potted plants away from the outer hall.

Chu Qingluo went into the inner hall alone first...

"Chu Qingluo! You really came?! Hahaha—" Ji Qibai jumped up from his seat in surprise, holding up a purple purse and waving it around. "Great! I was just thinking of seeing you and you came! The rumors Seventh Brother mentioned were really true!"

Damn it... So Ji Qiran was that bastard who spouted nonsense! The culprit who got her hair cut off! Chu Qingluo was furious and stared speechlessly at the excited Ji Qibo.

I was planning to expose Ji Qiran as a conman who was fooling children, but when I saw Ji Qibai gesturing and dancing around, he seemed genuinely happy...

Sigh, she couldn't bear it again.

"Then the Ninth Prince must keep it safe." In the end, she compromised. Since her hair had already been cut, she might as well let Ji Qibai do as he pleased.

If a harmless white lie can bring pleasure to another person, what does it matter whether it's true or false? Even without Buddha, people still have faith, don't they?

Although Chu Qingluo didn't expose him, it didn't mean she was letting the matter of being tricked go unpunished. She was determined to settle scores with Ji Qiran later!

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Changxuan Hall.

As soon as Chu Qingluo entered the hall, she immediately said, "I never expected that the dignified Seventh Prince would be such a master of lies."

She noticed that Ji Qiran seemed to really enjoy reading, because he was holding a book in his hand at the moment.

Ji Qiran looked up and was pleasantly surprised to find Chu Qingluo's new hairstyle... somewhat mischievous and cute. She couldn't help but smile and said, "I was wondering why all the ladies in the palace have been seeing through the illusions of the world and cutting off their hair in anger lately. Turns out the prototype is you."

Chu Qinglu pouted: "You still have the nerve to laugh? Isn't this all your fault?!" To avoid being overheard by He Qi and the other male attendants in the outer hall arguing with Ji Qiran, she lowered her voice and gritted her teeth as she spoke.

"Huh? What did you say? I can't hear you." Ji Qiran pretended not to understand and put his hand next to his ear, signaling her to speak louder.

"..." Chu Qingluo puffed out her cheeks, took a few steps over, and shouted into his ear, "I'm saying that the Seventh Prince is a complete liar!"

"Tsk!" Ji Qiran narrowed one eye and rubbed his ear in disgust. Now that she knew the truth, he no longer hid it, raising an eyebrow: "I'm doing this for your own good. You don't appreciate it, fine, but why are you acting like you're accusing me?"

"Your Highness, what's so good about having your hair cut off? What kind of logic is this?" As she spoke, she unconsciously picked up the tuft of short hair that reached her face.

Ji Qiran raised his chin dismissively: "Don't deny it when I say you're stupid." Seeing that she didn't respond, he continued: "It's just a matter of sacrificing a few strands of hair. Otherwise, you would still be dealing with my ninth brother, where would you have time to complain to me? It's so easy to get a peaceful life, why not?"

"..." Chu Qinglu was speechless for a moment.

What he said... makes some sense, but didn't women in ancient times cherish their hair like their lives? If she weren't a completely modern person, she probably would have fought him to the death long ago!

"This is not worth it!" She didn't care about her hair, it would grow back anyway. She was only concerned that she had been fooled by Ji Qiran, which is why she said that.

"Alright then." Ji Qiran pretended to ponder for a moment, then said, "I'll go and tell Ninth Brother the truth later that I made up this rumor, and then tell him that the only correct way is to pester you every day."

"You..." Chu Qingluo was speechless again, and could only glare at him angrily.

"So, you agree just because you don't say anything? Then I'll go now." Ji Qiran pretended to get up again.

"Fine! If the Ninth Prince behaves himself in the future, then we'll call it even!" Chu Qingluo was forced to surrender indignantly.

Ji Qiran gave a sinister smile, extended his index finger, and beckoned to her.

She frowned, hesitating...

Seeing that she didn't move, Ji Qiran pulled her close again and whispered in her ear in an extremely ambiguous tone, "It's not that easy for us to even things out. Don't forget you still owe me a debt." After saying that, he let go of her hand and raised the corners of his charming mouth.

The warmth of his breath tickled her ears, and Chu Qingluo instinctively covered them with her fingers. But her heart was pounding wildly… no, it was the original host's heart that was pounding!

The original host was so spineless! He was actually attracted by Ji Qiran's good looks!

Seeing her face flush red and then pale, Ji Qiran was very satisfied and teased, "You're not scared, are you?... I remember you were very proactive before."

"What am I afraid of!" Her mouth beat her brain again, and Chu Qingluo scratched her forehead in annoyance.

Ji Qiran's handsome face froze for a moment: "...So vulgar?"

Seeing the slight disdain in his eyes, Chu Qingluo perked up immediately: "There are even more vulgar ones, how about it? You're disgusted?" Disgusted is good, let bygones be bygones for all the emotional debts.

Ji Qiran stared straight at Chu Qingluo, who had a smug look on her face, and smiled even more wickedly: "No, it suits you perfectly!"

Chu Qingluo: "..."

What the hell?!

Ji Qiran is an incredibly cunning and ruthless man!

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