I became the God Brother of the Regent King after Transmigration!-Chapter 121 - 88: Did the Original Book Make a Mistake? (Part 3)

"Why are you here?" His voice was somewhat hoarse, and although surprised to see Gu Lan, he didn’t show much emotion.

"Brother Hang, coming to the Magpie Workshop and eating alone behind my back is not very friendly." Gu Lan quickly steadied her mind, curved her lips and smiled.

Rong Heng was momentarily stunned, as if just realizing the situation.

As his gaze moved, he saw a woman standing up from the wooden tub, his expression changed suddenly, and he coldly shouted, "Nian Xia, are you crazy?"

As he spoke, he moved his palm slightly, grabbed the quilt from behind him, and vigorously threw it up. The quilt soared into the air and landed on the woman’s shoulders with a "thud," pressing her back into the tub.

"Rong Heng, you hurt me!"

The woman poked her wet head out of the tub, her body wrapped in the quilt, her voice soft and sultry, her face flushed.

The woman’s voice was very pleasant. Although soft and alluring, it held a hint of hoarse depth. Gu Lan caught sight, from the corner of her eye, of a water pipe on the table, and figured that was why her voice sounded like that.

Rong Heng called her Nian Xia. The name sounded similar to Fuling or Chanyi, only that Nian Xia was a bit older and couldn’t quite be called a girl. She appeared a few years older than both him and Rong Heng.

"Pain is good; maybe it’ll teach you a lesson. If I’m not around next time, you might as well pick a nice piece of ice in the ice cellar and bash your head on it; you could die a beautiful ghost."

Rong Heng mercilessly taunted, then tossed the medicine bowl in his hand onto the table. The thick black decoction swayed, spilling a few drops.

Gu Lan saw the stains on the table, and her OCD kicked in; her brain didn’t catch up as she instinctively picked up a cloth and wiped away the medicine.

Realizing what she’d done, she clenched the cloth with her fingers until five small holes appeared, then looked up at Rong Heng, astonishment in her eyes.

—Before the woman could speak, Rong Heng spoke first.

This had never happened before; in the Imperial Family, Rong Heng ignored his two stunning nieces, yet today he took the initiative to respond, albeit with harsh words.

Their tone suggested they were quite familiar.

If the Magpie Workshop was the precursor to the Crow Building, and You Ying obeyed her orders, then it meant that when the Market Master instructed her to wait, it was actually Nian Xia who wanted her to wait.

If she had stayed, what would have happened in this room?

Nian Xia was the Market Master of the Magpie Workshop, which was the precursor to the Crow Building, implying that Nian Xia belonged to Rong Heng.

For the first time, a trace of panic rose in Gu Lan’s heart. This inexplicable panic was unnerving; she didn’t understand where the plot had gone wrong. Why did Rong Heng have a female subordinate?

Rong Shuo had clearly told her that due to the betrayal of a palace maid... Rong Heng detested women of this world.

Yet, he had a subordinate as beautiful as a demon.

Even if he had one, there was no reason for... the two of them to be in a room without clothes, right?

Could it be that Rong Heng, who was thought to be repulsed by women, actually preferred older and more mature women?

She worked hard to calm herself down, telling herself that this was a good thing.

If Rong Heng had no bias against women, then if one day she regained her identity, she wouldn’t have to worry about being executed.

Gu Lan clenched her fist, hearing Nian Xia laugh and say, "A beautiful ghost? Rong Heng, you are so good to me; you even let me choose a pretty piece of ice."

Rong Heng sneered, "I’m just worried that dealing with your corpse might offend my eyes."

Gu Lan lowered her eyes, maintaining a faint smile.

So, it turned out Rong Heng would even handle the bodies of women...

Gu Lan took a step back, decisively opened the door, and walked out, her face gradually hidden once the door closed, her voice as calm as ever:

"Sorry to disturb you two... continue with your healing."