I became the God Brother of the Regent King after Transmigration!-Chapter 120 - 88: Did the Original Book Have a Mistake?

Chapter 120: Chapter 88: Did the Original Book Have a Mistake?

She walked forward, and indeed, the East Pearl was still inside, along with a pitiful few coins.

"What sense is there in coming here without money? This...You Ying brother, you should quickly take me to see my brother. He didn’t even bring his money pouch. What if he deceives our hostess?"

Gu Lan’s eyes curved with a smile, his handsome face appearing especially harmless.

You Ying, however, coldly kept a stern face, showing no signs of friendliness: "Please wait here, young master. This is the wish of our Market Master."

Saying this, he walked out and closed the door.

Gu Lan ground her teeth, unsure of what intrigue Rong Heng was playing at.

She poured a cup of tea and swirled it under her nose.

It was top-quality Biluochun, warm and soothing to the taste.

Gu Lan did not drink it, put down the tea, took a deep breath, and suddenly her pupils slightly contracted.

She smelled Rong Heng’s scent, a faint medicinal scent, but it wasn’t emanating from the parcel or money pouch.

Gu Lan stood up, walked slowly to the side of a wall.

She gently knocked on it. The wall was not thick, but very soundproof; she couldn’t hear anything.

The medicinal scent was coming from next door.

Gu Lan abruptly opened the door, walked to the door of the next room.

At the door to this room stood two young servant girls.

You Ying immediately appeared and said, "Young master, what are you doing!" 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

Gu Lan drew her sword: "Step aside."

A cold gleam flashed, the long sword let out a wailing cry like a dragon’s roar, making You Ying’s eyes narrow as he took out a black short stick and blocked in front, shouting sternly:

"The Market Master asked you to wait a moment, I can’t let you in!"

The sword and the iron stick clashed, bursting into fierce sparks, causing the two young servant girls to kneel down in panic, begging for mercy.

"I don’t care about your Market Master or Tower Master, dare to block me, tomorrow my Dingyuan Marquis Mansion will flatten this place."

Gu Lan’s voice was calm, with a defiant scorn for everything in her eyes.

As she finished speaking, she took advantage of You Ying’s moment of distraction to push open the room door.

This room was large, and upon opening, a strong medicinal scent mixed with incense greeted her.

In the center of the room was placed a very large bed.

This was a woman’s bed, its curtains were crimson, and the headboard was covered with patterned veils.

Rong Heng was sitting on one side of the bed, stirring the bowl of medicine in his hand.

His long black hair was tied neatly at the back, his clothes immaculate, his cool and indifferent face half-hidden behind the red curtain, with eyes that couldn’t be seen clearly.

Gu Lan sighed in relief when she saw Rong Heng.

Rong Heng furrowed his brows, too focused on preparing the medicine, seemingly oblivious to the noise outside the door.

"You Ying, step back, let Young Master Gu in."

A soft yet slightly hoarse voice rang out, and Gu Lan instinctively looked towards the bed behind Rong Heng, but found it empty, the voice came from behind another pearl curtain.

"But—" You Ying, head lowered, still tried to say something.

"Step back."

"Yes!" As You Ying departed, he closed the door, shooting Gu Lan a look filled with animosity.

Gu Lan gazed in the direction from where the voice came; suddenly, her pupils slightly contracted.

A woman stood up from a wooden tub behind the pearl curtain!

The woman’s three thousand black strands spread like dark ink, undisturbed by any hairpin, casually scattered over her ample snowy white back, black like thick ink, white dazzlingly bright.

"Young Master Gu, haven’t you heard of the saying ’Do not look at nudity’?" The woman said, slowly turning around, revealing a face adorned with a partially silver mask, with a teasing tone in her voice.

With Furong-like face, willow-leaf eyebrows, extraordinarily beautiful, her red lips curving seductively upwards, her dark eyes seemed to drip with ink, tempting one’s mind into them.

The silver mask covered only a small part of her left face, adding a touch of mystery to her.

She wore not a stitch, only her front was obscured by the white mist rising from the tub, making it unclear.

Gu Lan gasped, not intending to avert her gaze but rather watching with greater scrutiny.

The woman saw Gu Lan’s unwavering gaze, amusement in her eyes.

Gu Lan’s eyes moved between the woman and Rong Heng, who was still preparing the medicine—this....

Should she not believe the original script, or does the male lead avoid women because he already has someone in heart?

The original script mentioned this person? Crow Building had two commanders, one named You Ying, the other named Lin He, both men!

The woman before her was truly beautiful, as if three parts enchantment were mixed into an already peerless face, making it even more captivating, astonishing even Gu Lan.

Compared to her, Consort Qian, known for her beauty, wasn’t worth mentioning at all.

A familiar presence approached, Rong Heng raised his head, his face was even paler than usual, which to Gu Lan, seemed more like....something was done.