Transmigrated Female Official

110 A woman with a roguish air

"you……!!"

"What do you mean, 'you'?! All you ever say is 'you, you, you'! Do you think you're the only one who would smash a glass?!"

This was the first time Long Xiaohan had suffered such humiliation and threats. Her face flushed crimson with anger, but she couldn't utter a single word. The two men beside her tried to help, but Gongsun Yu knocked them to the ground.

Seeing that the situation had spiraled out of control, the waiter who had been standing by hurriedly stepped forward and advised, "Young lady, let's talk this out!"

Ignoring the waiter, Chu Qingluo tightened her grip on Long Xiaohan's clothes and asked, "Are you going to tell me or not?!"

Long Xiaohan tried to struggle, but found that Chu Qingluo was much stronger than her and she couldn't break free at all! Her two helpers were useless! The porcelain shards kept getting closer to her cheek!

Having lost face in front of everyone, she decided to pat Chu Qingluo's hand and say, "Let go... then I can talk!"

Chu Qingluo then released her: "Speak."

“…I’m sorry!” Long Xiaohan said reluctantly, intending to gloss over the matter.

"Why are you talking to me? I want you to talk to him." Chu Qingluo pointed at Wu Yang.

Long Xiaohan glared angrily at Chu Qingluo, "I'll remember this!" Then, she yelled fiercely downstairs, "Sorry!" before rushing down the stairs and running out of Miaoyin Pavilion. The two men accompanying her immediately gave chase...

Only then did the waiter dare to step forward and explain, "Miss, you've offended someone!"

"Who is she?" Chu Qingluo asked. "Arrogant and domineering, people who don't know her would think she's a princess."

"Although she is not a princess, she is the daughter of a first-rank female official!"

"..."

Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! I'm saying it three times because it's important!

Why didn't you say so sooner?!

"I did say that!" the waiter said innocently. "I told you, young lady, to speak properly."

"..."

Chu Qingluo was utterly dumbfounded. Her first conflict with someone turned out to be with Long Kui's daughter! No wonder she never drew a good lot!

Is there anyone more unlucky than her?

"Qingluo, is your hand alright?" Gongsun Yu's first concern was for her hand, and she quickly grabbed it to check. It seemed that some shards had splashed onto her hand when she smashed the cup.

Chu Qingluo looked at her palm from both sides and saw that there was only a scratch on the side of her hand, with a little blood. "It's nothing."

Gongsun Yu stared at her, both amused and annoyed: "I've never seen such a roguish woman as you." Though he said this, his eyes were full of doting affection.

Chu Qingluo was amused by him, and the gloom in front of her vanished.

Wu Yang arrived before them. His eyes were a little red, and his voice trembled slightly: "Qingluo..." Even with a thousand words to say, nothing could compare to the shock of her protecting him just now, and even less to the words, "He's mine!"

"Are you alright?" Chu Qingluo asked first.

Wu Yang shook his head, his eyes fixed on Chu Qingluo's hands, because Gongsun Yu was wiping away the bloodstains for her.

Seeing his apologetic expression, Chu Qingluo said again, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

The shop owner also came upstairs and bowed to Chu Qingluo: "Thank you for standing up for what's right, young lady. I couldn't intervene when Miss Long was here, please forgive me."

Chu Qinglu sneered: "Inconvenient to show up? How can the head of the brothel protect the personal safety of the musicians in his brothel if he is so timid?"

"..."

Seeing the shop owner's embarrassment, Chu Qingluo added, "This isn't just some act of standing up for what's right. Wuyang is a member of the Chu family, and I can't stand to see him being bullied!"

"Your people?" The shopkeeper was taken aback and asked, "Has Wuyang entered the sect?"

“Yes, Wu Yang is now under my jurisdiction.” She paused, then added, “Starting tomorrow, Wu Yang will no longer come to Miao Yin Fang. The head of the Fang should find someone more capable.”

"Huh?!" The shop owner was stunned: "You want Wu Yang to leave Miao Yin Fang?"

"You heard me right. This place can't even guarantee personal safety, so there's no point in staying here."

"Young lady, please don't be impulsive. Let's talk this over."

"You should discuss this with Miss Long." After saying this, Chu Qingluo turned to Gongsun Yu and Wu Yang and said, "Let's go home."

"it is good."

The three of them left Miaoyin Pavilion without stopping.

"Young lady—please wait!" the shopkeeper was still calling after her.

A female customer on the first floor couldn't stand it anymore and interjected, "Master, please stop calling me 'Miss,' it's so tactless."

"What? You recognize her?" the shopkeeper asked.

"I recognize her. The day Miss Chu came of age and paraded through the city was quite a sensation. How could the shopkeeper not know?"

The shop owner shook his head. He spent all his time guarding the Miaoyin Shop; how could he possibly understand?

The female customer chuckled: "Master, that's ridiculous. You recognize the daughter of a first-rank female official, but you don't recognize the sixth-rank female official herself."

"Huh?!" The shop owner exclaimed in surprise, turning around and smacking the waiter hard on the head: "You didn't even recognize the lady official?! How are you doing your job?!"

“Master, I only recognize Young Master Gongsun! This girl… no, no, this gentleman doesn’t come here often, I really don’t know him!”

The shopkeeper knocked several more times, saying, "What use are you! What use are you!"

……

Inside the carriage, Chu Qingluo said to Wuyang, "I'm sorry, Wuyang, I just took it upon myself to make the decision for you."

"What Qingluo said is exactly what I wanted to say, and I don't want to stay here any longer."

"Hmm...would you be willing to help out at Mingyifang?"

Wu Yang smiled and nodded, her eyes filled with gratitude: "I'm honored." Then, remembering the conflict she had just had because of him, she added, "But what about that Miss Long...?"

"Did you sign any indenture or anything like that at Miaoyinfang?" Chu Qingluo asked abruptly. Seeing Wuyang shake his head, she continued, "That's good. Anyway, you don't need to go there anymore, so you won't run into that crazy woman again."

"But what about you?" Wu Yang was worried that Chu Qingluo would be in a difficult position in the palace, having to face Miss Long's mother, a first-rank female official, every day.

Chu Qingluo couldn't help but shudder at the thought of Long Kui's cunning face. But what's done is done, and there's no use thinking about it now, so she simply waved her hand and said, "Who cares about her? I didn't do anything to her, right? I didn't beat her up."

It was just a small threat.

"..." Wu Yang didn't reply.

"I still feel a bit sorry for you. If you leave Miaoyinfang, won't your beautiful flute music be buried by me? I don't know if I made a mistake in doing this?" I hope her female fans won't blame her.

At this point, Chu Qingluo had another thought: "Yancheng has more than just this one place where we can listen to music, why don't we try somewhere else?"

“Qingluo… I still want to go to Mingyifang to help out, unless… you don’t want me to go.”

"That's not what I meant, of course. I just felt sorry for your flute playing."

Wu Yang smiled, took out his jade flute, and gently stroked it with his fingers: "If there is music in your heart, you can play it anywhere. Music itself is not limited to where you are."

Chu Qingluo nodded in agreement: "That's right, what you said makes a lot of sense."

This is similar to the idea that it's not important where you go to play, but who you're with.

Wu Yang can play the flute anywhere and find an audience everywhere. Even in the wilderness, the wind, the grass, the mountains and forests... will all become his audience.