Transmigrated Female Official

180 I understand

The utensils weren't tampered with?!

Narcissus stood there awkwardly, unsure how to end the situation.

Wu Yue looked at her with a half-smile and calmly said, "Princess Narcissus, Wu Yue would never blaspheme against the gods. This is entirely the will of the Snake God."

Upon hearing Wu Yue's words, Shui Xian's expression darkened even further. She staggered back to her seat, her steps faltering.

Finally, Fusang was pushed forward by Haitang to express her gratitude, and this earth-shattering act of the serpent god choosing a person came to an end.

Chu Qingluo, Ji Qiran, and the Sixth Princess, being outsiders, remained silent throughout the entire process, simply watching in stunned silence. Only after Fusang returned to her seat did the three of them offer their congratulations.

As a burst of rapid drumbeats sounded, a group of men cheered and surged into the center of the crowd, dancing around the bonfire while clapping rhythmically.

At the same time, many people who were sitting couldn't help but stand up, both men and women, and actively joined them.

Suddenly, the atmosphere at the scene was completely transformed, changing from the eerie and bizarre to a lively and bustling one. It could be said that tonight's feast had only just begun.

Zhi Jun, along with several other princes, enthusiastically surrounded the Sixth Princess and Chu Qingluo, even reaching out to pull them up. Chu Qingluo had no time to react and, completely bewildered, was dragged into the dance group along with the Sixth Princess.

This prompted Ji Qiran, who was watching from the side, to stand up.

Seeing this, Fusang explained, "It's alright. This is how our Yuezhi feasts are; everyone sings, laughs, and dances together."

"..." Ji Qiran sat back down after hearing what Fusang said, but his eyes kept following Chu Qingluo and the Sixth Princess.

Fusang stared at him for a long time without blinking. When he didn't react, she suddenly stood up, pulled him up, and said, "Qiran, let's go dance too."

Ji Qiran didn't want to move and said, "I can't."

“I can teach you! Come on, come on—” Fusang dragged him into the crowd as if there was no room for negotiation.

Although Ji Qiran was not very happy, there was nothing she could do about Fusang, so she had no choice but to follow her and the crowd.

"Qi Ran, do you know?" Fu Sang held Ji Qi Ran's hand, smiling radiantly. "In our Yuezhi Kingdom, both men and women will take the initiative to invite the person they like to dance. After the dance, if the other person is willing to share a cup with them, it means that the other person has accepted their feelings." After saying this, she was a little embarrassed, but she still looked directly into Ji Qi Ran's eyes.

Ji Qiran was immediately stunned! He stopped and his eyes were quickly searching for Chu Qingluo's location.

At this moment, Chu Qingluo had been pulled aside by the Third Prince, who was pouring her wine.

Ji Qiran, without hesitation, was about to step forward to stop him, but was stopped by Fusang. She looked at him reverently and said, "Qiran, I would like to invite you to drink with me!"

He was in a hurry to find Chu Qingluo and had no time to care about Fusang's feelings. He frowned and said, "I won't drink." Then he turned to leave.

But Fusang still wouldn't give up, tugging at his sleeve to stop him from leaving. "Both the Queen Mother and the Empress of Ji Kingdom hope we can form a marriage alliance, and I also think we are very suitable. Why is Qi Ran refusing?"

"I don't care about that." He pried her hands off and strode quickly toward Chu Qingluo.

Chu Qingluo was unaware of the deeper meaning behind the drinking session following the dance. When the Third Prince proposed to share a cup with her, she merely found it odd, assuming that such a bold and unrestrained custom was common in the Yuezhi Kingdom.

Would it be disrespectful to refuse?

The moment Chu Qingluo took the wine cup from the Third Prince, she decided to just drink it without hesitation. It wasn't that difficult anyway.

Their wrists were already linked when Ji Qiran suddenly appeared out of nowhere and shouted, "Don't drink!"

Chu Qingluo was startled, and the wine glass she was about to bring to her lips immediately stopped. She looked at Ji Qiran, puzzled.

"If you drink this toast, it means you accept him." Ji Qiran snatched the wine cup from the Third Prince's hand with displeasure and said coldly, "We don't understand your customs here. How can you deceive her?"

The Third Prince was taken aback at first, then quickly explained, "I thought my little sister had already told you... It was my oversight, please accept my sincere apologies." After saying that, the Third Prince bowed to Chu Qingluo.

Fusang followed and rushed to apologize: "It's all my fault. I didn't explain clearly beforehand. I hope Qingluo won't take it to heart."

Fortunately, the exchange of cups was stopped in time, and Chu Qingluo didn't lose anything. Not wanting to make a big deal out of a small matter, she waved her hand casually and said, "It's nothing, it's nothing."

At this moment, the Sixth Princess and Zhi Falcon also stopped and came over to see what had happened.

“It’s not too late to know now. Qingluo can consider my third brother,” Fusang added.

"..." This suggestion made Chu Qingluo somewhat embarrassed, so she could only smile and say, "Thank you, but I won't drink it."

Seeing that her third brother had been rejected, Fusang seemed even more dejected than him and couldn't help but ask, "Why? My third brother is a very good person."

"Forehead……"

The Third Prince did indeed seem very honest, but the question he asked made it very difficult for Chu Qingluo to answer. She was just visiting; even if she liked bringing back souvenirs, she never intended to take such a large, real person back with her…

"Because she's going to drink with me in our cup."

In the tense moment, Ji Qiran answered for her in an extremely confident tone. After speaking, he took the wine cup he had just snatched from the Third Prince, looped it around Chu Qingluo's forearm, and drank it all in one gulp.

His sudden action left Chu Qinglu stunned, and the Third Prince was equally surprised.

As if she had expected this, Fusang calmly asked Ji Qiran, "So, is Qingluo the reason you rejected me?"

"Yes," Ji Qiran said calmly, "She's the only one in my heart."

This public confession left Chu Qingluo even more at a loss.

“…I understand.” Fusang looked hurt, but still forced herself to speak up and said to him, “You are all my good friends, and I will wish you and Qingluo all the best.”

Fusang believed she had already tried her best, and even if she failed, she should accept it gracefully. In Chu Qingluo's eyes, this was a shining quality.

"So... the marriage alliance between Yuezhi and Ji has failed?" The Empress had somehow appeared behind them. She spoke abruptly, her tone tinged with displeasure.