I became the God Brother of the Regent King after Transmigration!-Chapter 122 - 89: Who Says Young Master Gu Isn’t Up to the Task

Chapter 122: Chapter 89: Who Says Young Master Gu Isn’t Up to the Task

The door closed, Young Master Gu left, and Nian Xia, sitting in the wooden tub, burst into laughter.

"What are you laughing at?" Rong Heng asked curiously, looking at the woman shivering in a water-soaked cotton blanket with a look of disdain.

Nian Xia chuckled and replied, "I’m laughing because I didn’t expect the infamous and lecherous Young Master Gu of the Capital City, rumored to be indulging to excess, is actually just a kid, clean as a whistle.

It seems he hasn’t touched any of those maids or concubines in his mansion."

Rong Heng’s eyes widened for a moment. He knew that Nian Xia’s observations in this area were spot on, impossible to be wrong or deceive him.

It seems that Young Master Gu’s favorite pastime is... bluffing.

He couldn’t help but curl his lips slightly and said calmly, "He’s just a kid after all."

However, Rong Heng had a question.

If Young Master Gu hasn’t touched anyone...

Then how did he end up with kidney deficiency?

Rong Heng looked at his hand, furrowing his brows even tighter.

"Oh, but just now when that kid looked at me, I knew exactly what was on her mind."

Nian Xia leaned lazily against the edge of the tub, her jade-like arms stretching languidly, as if soaking in a comforting hot spring.

Only Rong Heng knew that Nian Xia was actually soaking in ice water.

He lowered his eyes and said, "Can you put on some clothes while talking?"

Nian Xia smiled seductively, "It’s cooler this way, if you don’t want to look, then don’t. Are you getting shy?"

Rong Heng: "Haha."

Nian Xia laughed even more teasingly and said slowly, "Rong Heng, I’ve seen you butt naked and smeared with mud, what are you shy about."

With a "crack," Rong Heng crushed the teacup in his hand:

"I, have, never, ever, been, smeared, with, mud."

He wasn’t that dumb even at one year old!

Nian Xia burst into hearty laughter, tears glistening at the corners of her eyes.

Rong Heng rolled his eyes gloomily and tossed a concoction of medicinal soup over to her from a distance.

Nian Xia looked at the bitter soup in her hand, took a whiff, and nearly gagged.

She wrinkled her nose and asked pathetically, "Do I really have to drink this?"

Rong Heng said blandly, "Sure, you can also go downstairs and find five men, by the next morning your poison will be cured."

Nian Xia: "... In that case, can I just stay here and soak a little longer? It’s cool and feels quite nice."

Rong Heng replied calmly, "Of course, if you change for a new bucket of ice, it’ll be even more comfortable. Tomorrow, I’ll have You Ying come to collect your corpse, and you could even be made into an ice sculpture."

"You win." Nian Xia resentfully tilted her head back and gulped down the concoction with a few big swigs, almost crying at the bitterness.

She seriously suspected that Rong Heng was intentionally trying to torture her with bitterness.

"Rong Heng, can’t you prepare a little sugar for me? Some candied fruit?"

"How old are you, drinking medicine and you still want sugar?" Rong Heng retorted coldly.

Nian Xia was so exasperated by him that she was panting heavily for a while before finally calming down.

Rong Heng picked up his pen and began writing a prescription, "This prescription is to be brewed by You Ying, take it once a day, and after three days the remnants of the poison will be neutralized. Just one thing, for these three days, no entertaining guests."

"Don’t worry, I am the Market Master of Magpie Workshop, the Madam, not the Oiran. Taking three days off won’t be an issue."

Nian Xia said with a smile, then blinked, a trace of cunning flashing in her eyes.

"However, if a young and handsome gentleman like Young Master Gu shows up, I may not be able to resist."

"If you can’t resist, then you might as well die." Rong Heng squeezed out each word through clenched teeth.

"And why did you summon her today?"

Nian Xia replied, "I’m just really curious about what kind of person could make our Fifth Young Master Rong lose his cool, cleaning up after her, teaching her, doing all sorts of things subject to gossip, and now even openly leaving the palace with her."

"You Ying told you this?"

"It was you who had Lin He look for someone named Yuan in the palace, then didn’t kill her, and later moved into the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion a few days ago. I’m not blind, but I just wonder what kind of sacred being this Young Master Gu is."

Rong Heng’s pen halted slightly, he looked up, his cold and stern face softened a bit, his voice tender and clear, like a gentle breeze over a stream: "She’s wonderful."

After a moment, he added seriously, "I like her very much."

"Yes, yes, yes..." Nian Xia’s eyes widened, her teasing expression froze, her red lips trembled, her cheeks flushed more excitedly, then she quickly lowered her head.

"What do you mean yes?"

"What kind of like?" Nian Xia swallowed hard and asked with difficulty. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Rong Heng continued writing swiftly, coldly saying, "If you’re sick, take the medicine."

When Nian Xia raised her head again, she had already collected her emotions, and her smile was still full of charm: "I never would have thought, you’d eventually make a friend."