I became the God Brother of the Regent King after Transmigration!-Chapter 182 - 113: Radiant Blossoms (Part 2)

"His name was Xie Xu, and he died sixteen years ago. He was beheaded, he didn’t join the army, don’t worry." Xie Yun answered.

"Beheaded? Did he commit a crime?"

Xie Yun: "No..."

"Then why was he beheaded?"

"..."

Seeing Xie Jingqi fall into a deathly silence, Gu Lan and Rong Heng exchanged a glance.

Finally sent off a romantic and a curious one!

After Xie Yun, Geng Tao, and Wei Lan left the Marquis Mansion, a figure appeared in front of Gu Lan.

Wei Chengyuan said, "Lanlan, just now Xie Yun said Consort Qian’s title was stripped, and she was demoted to Noble, is that true?"

Gu Lan nodded: "Why would he lie to me, Yuan, you didn’t regain your memory and find out that you really had a fling with Consort Qian, right?"

Wei Chengyuan shook his head, his amber eyes darkened a bit, and he whispered:

"Lanlan, I want a Heart Closing Pill."

He had given all the Heart Closing Pills to Lanlan for safekeeping, and now he needed one, he could only ask her.

Gu Lan immediately guarded her small pouch: "What do you want it for?"

"I... I want to visit Consort Qian." Wei Chengyuan honestly replied, "I’m afraid the palace is heavily guarded, with the Heart Closing Pill, it would be better."

Gu Lan furrowed her eyebrows and said, "Even Rong Heng said, although it can temporarily increase inner strength, the side effects are significant. If it really gets to the point where you can’t escape, and you take it, what if you faint halfway through?"

Wei Chengyuan said, "I remembered a little memory... I recall, I have taken many Heart Closing Pills, so Lanlan, you don’t need to worry."

Gu Lan remembered his bottle of forbidden drugs and actually believed Wei Chengyuan’s words.

Rong Heng thought for a while and spoke up from the side:

"The side effects of the Heart Closing Pill are different for everyone. Some suffer from exhaustion, some drain their potential, and others, like Wei Chengyuan, lose their memory. When he first lost his memory, he was actually in good health, meaning if he takes another one, he would at most lose his memory again, his body would be fine.

Gu Lan looked at Wei Chengyuan, then at Rong Heng, and slowly asked back:

"If he loses his memory again, he’d really be foolish, right?"

"...Perhaps."

"Wei Chengyuan, doesn’t recalling your past make your head hurt?" Gu Lan sighed and asked.

Wei Chengyuan nodded and then shook his head, softly saying, "It doesn’t hurt as much as before. I just want to know who I really am."

"And along the way, check on Consort Qian." Rong Heng thoughtfully added.

Wei Chengyuan’s face turned red:

"I don’t like her! Surely didn’t like her before losing my memory! But... she did save my life before, she’s now demoted to Noble, I want to check on her, and I need to ask her if she had a hand in Qian Zhen’s attempt on your life."

"Perhaps she’s the only person in this world who knows who I am."

Gu Lan looked at Wei Chengyuan’s confused yet determined face, recalling the first time she saw his true face, it felt familiar, as if calling out "Yuan" was something she had done countless times, a remnant of muscle memory from her predecessor.

"No need for the Heart Closing Pill, I’ll take you into the palace."

The next day, Gu Lan visited Mrs. Wang’s sister, Concubine Yi. After leaving, the eunuch "Xiao Yuan" trailing behind her stayed behind.

Concubine Yi was in exceptionally high spirits today and instructed those around:

"The wine is as delightful as the green of nature, the flowers do not last a hundred days, it’s really well said. Look, just the other day, the Noble Consort was flaunting her power in the Imperial Garden, yet now, Zhongcui Palace is deserted, isn’t it?"

"Indeed, how arrogant Qian Ruohua was in the past, but the Empress never quarreled with her. Now, she’s finally getting her comeuppance."

"What use is it to have an Imperial Successor, she still couldn’t save her. I heard when the Second Prince had trouble a few days ago, he was busy cutting ties with the Qian Family, even burning all the paintings and calligraphy they had given him."

"The Qian Family deserves their fate."

Since the Young Master Gu had just left, the two concubines by Concubine Yi’s side were particularly respectful of her today because of the Marquis Mansion’s standing.

Concubine Yi smiled and said, "Come, accompany this palace to pay a visit to Noble Qian."

The group made their grand procession to Zhongcui Palace, only to find the doors shut.

The eunuch on duty said the Emperor had decreed that Noble Qian was confined to Zhongcui Palace and no one was allowed to visit.

Concubine Yi had to give up, whispering, "This palace can only take you this far. If you encounter trouble, just say you are from Yanfang Palace and accidentally wandered in, for now, no one cares about Qian Ruohua."

Wei Chengyuan acknowledged quietly, lifting his head to sense the guards on duty around him.

Even in the open, there were several Inner Supervision masters, it seemed he could only hide here, waiting until nightfall to sneak in.

Wei Chengyuan silently blended in with the palace attendants, then disappeared.

In the dead of night.

Inside Zhongcui Palace.

The once opulent sleeping quarters were now barren and cold, devoid of any human presence.

The precious items in the hall had been taken away, because they were not fitting for a Noble’s status.

It was early winter, yet no charcoal fires were lit in Zhongcui Palace, the cold was like an ice cellar.

An empty voice echoed:

"Zisu, you should leave, if you don’t go now, you won’t be able to leave at all."

Qian Ruohua lounged leisurely on the lounge chair, her palace attire was exquisite and luxurious, yet she wore no hairpins or ornaments, her ink-black hair cascading over her dress, making her appear exceptionally alluring.

She maintained her usual makeup, bewitching and bright, appearing resplendent in the palace hall, which was lit by only a single palace lantern.

The palace maid Zisu knelt by Qian Ruohua’s side, her eyes filled with tears, she resolutely said:

"This servant will not leave, this servant has served the mistress since the Qian Mansion, and without the mistress, this servant has nowhere else to go."

"Why do you persist, foolish girl, I haven’t been particularly kind to you."

"The mistress’s kindness is as vast as a mountain, this servant will serve the mistress for all my lifetimes."

Qian Ruohua did not look at Zisu, simply said, "I know my own temper isn’t good, you see, all those loyal servants sent to the palace by Qian Zhao, the Hidden Guards, none remained when disaster struck, even Qi Jun didn’t dare to see me, a member of the Qian family, once."

Zisu, crying, softly said, "The Second Prince has his own troubles, maybe he’ll come to see you after some time, you should just wait a little longer."

Qian Ruohua curled her red lips in a mocking smile and continued:

"I’ve made many mistakes in my life, always being pushed forward. In my youth, for the Qian family, I agreed to marry Rong Jing at my brother’s behest, and later for Qi Jun’s status, constantly schemed against others. In the end, for my pride... I lost Yuan, and now, nothing remains."

Zisu cried out, kneeling as she kowtowed, saying:

"Mistress, how can you speak of yourself like that? It’s the Family Head’s own foolishness, he only ever considered Young Master Qian Zhao, never taking into account your hardships in the palace?"

"His son is dead, let him be foolish," Qian Ruohua’s voice was very calm, "Qian Zhao is my nephew too, I accept it." 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

"Mistress, do not lose hope, we still have the Second Prince, the Emperor has only two children. When he grows up, he might be named a Prince, at that time, you might have a chance to rise again."

"There won’t be such a day."

Qian Ruohua shook her head and looked at Rong Miaoyan who was shivering in the corner of Zhongcui Palace, granting a faint smile.

"Wouldn’t you agree, Princess Ning’an?"

Their conversation avoided nothing from Rong Miaoyan, at this point, Zisu crawled over on her knees to Miaoyan’s feet, crying and pleading: "Princess, please spare my mistress, please spare her!"

Miaoyan glanced at her bloodstained hands, panicking, she retreated a step, accidentally bumping into a body already lifeless on the ground.

The body belonged to a little palace maid who had come with her to Zhongcui Palace.

Qian Ruohua’s red lips curved a bit more, she said: "Zisu, why make things difficult for a child?"