I became the God Brother of the Regent King after Transmigration!-Chapter 185 - 126: Twelve Years Ago

Last night, a fire broke out in Zhongcui Palace, and the birth mother of the Second Prince, formerly Noble Consort Qian, now Noble Qian, perished in the flames.

Noble Qian’s palace maid Zisu suffered serious injuries while protecting the passing Princess Ning’an and has now become a palace maid by the princess’s side.

When Gu Lan heard this news, he paused for a moment, no wonder Miaoyan didn’t come to the Imperial Family studies today.

However, I wonder if this has anything to do with Yuan.

Gu Lan was contemplating what might have happened to Yuan at Zhongcui Palace last night when the young prince sneaked up to her with a sly look and said:

"Brother Lan, I want to ask you about someone."

Gu Lan guarded her almond crisps, glancing over suspiciously, "Who?"

"It’s... that tall guy among your subordinates when we left the palace before, the one you called Yuan. I want to know what Yuan likes to eat?" The young prince asked earnestly.

Gu Lan raised an eyebrow, "Of course, he likes my special hotpot, why do you ask?"

The young prince coughed and said, "I want to know what the Great Hero likes to eat, so I can eat it too. Maybe then I can become a Great Hero. Oh, by the way, what are his hobbies?"

He didn’t want to tell Gu Lan that Hei had found Yuan last night.

Now that man is still unconscious, and when he wakes, he will serve him, no matter what, he must make him his master!

All Brother Lan teaches me every day is running laps, and after two or three months, I’ve learned nothing. Who knows when I’ll finally get my dad’s treasure sword.

And Hei... he’s busy practicing the Micro Cloud Sword Technique, let alone teaching me.

Gu Lan stared at the young prince’s feigned calmness, his eyes narrowing, and reached out a hand, palm open:

"His hobby is me, Rong Yunhao, give me my Yuan back."

The young prince’s eyes widened, "Y-you, how did you know!"

The Young Master Gu snorted, "I just know."

"Did Hei tell you? I ordered Hei to hide him so well, yet he betrayed me..." The young prince murmured to himself.

Gu Lan nodded thoughtfully, "So it was Hei who found him."

After class, Gu Lan wanted to pull Rong Heng along to the young prince’s courtyard to find Wei Chengyuan.

After all, if there’s a handy Ghost Doctor, why not use him?

"All the courtyards in Xiefang Palace are arranged the same. Yuan must have gotten the wrong room last night, and since he didn’t come to me, he must be injured."

Rong Heng packed his books, unmoved, "What does his injury have to do with me? Who told him to go there on his own?"

Gu Lan persuaded, "I found that Wei Chengyuan had stolen the Heart Closing Pill this morning. If he becomes dumb after taking it and starts calling Hei ’mom,’ what then?"

Rong Heng, "That has even less to do with me. Just as well, don’t you not want him clinging to you?"

Gu Lan, "Aren’t you interested in studying the formula of the Heart Closing Pill?"

Rong Heng remained calm, "I finished studying it. I’ve analyzed the formula, but current materials can’t produce it."

Gu Lan gritted her teeth, "...Zijin made braised pork, duck in brown sauce, and pearl rose dumplings tonight, and I can finish them all by myself."

Rong Heng shouldered his bag, "Lead the way."

He’s worried that if Gu Lan eats it all, she might choke or overstuff herself, and he’ll have to prescribe digestive medicine!

Zijin, a woman Rong Heng both loves and hates.

Gu Lan laughed, hooking an arm around Rong Heng’s shoulder, and that sweet, warm breath drew near his side for a moment, making him forget to push away.

Then, Gu Lan wrapped an arm around the young prince’s head, tucking him under her arm, "Come on, let’s go play with your dad’s Longquan Treasure Sword."

The young prince’s sulky expression finally eased a bit.

Rong Heng thought to himself, neither Rong Yunhao nor Prince Rui will ever know that Gu Lan uses that sword to cut meat and chop vegetables...

He ultimately forgot to push away because he remembered when he was young, Rong Shuo had even carried him on his back, and Gu Lan was only hooking a shoulder.

Unknowingly, the three of them walked out of Maoqin Hall.

"Do you think there’s something wrong with Young Master Gu and Fifth Young Master Rong..."

A palace attendant watched the backs of Gu Lan and Rong Heng with their arms around each other, whispering.

Han Xuan’er heard and immediately pulled the palace attendant aside, coldly questioning, "What’s wrong? How dare you say my male god has an issue? I think you’re the one with problems!"

"No, it’s nothing. This servant spoke out of turn, and I hope the County Princess will forgive me." The palace attendant quickly shook their head.

At this moment, Lu Rufeng’s eyes flashed, and he loudly said, "County Princess, let him speak up. What problem does Gu Lan have?"

Han Xuan’er glanced at Lu Rufeng, who was the Second Prince’s companion, very low-key before, but now that the Second Prince has fallen, and after Lu Bingxin became the Minister of Revenue, as the eldest son of the Lu family, he immediately became ostentatious.

"This servant dares not."

"Speak!" Lu Rufeng commanded sternly.

Under everyone’s gaze, the servant trembled with fear and spoke in a very low voice:

"The servant thinks... Young Master Gu, no, Young Master Gu has no problem, it’s the Fifth Young Master, the servant thinks Fifth Young Master Rong is seducing Young Master Gu!"

In the end, he didn’t dare to offend Gu Lan, so he had to let Rong Heng take the blame.

Inside Maoqin Hall, there was a sudden moment of silence.

"Impossible, you servant are full of nonsense!" Han Xuan’er reacted, her eyes icy as she surveyed the surrounding palace attendants, "Judging by your earlier expressions, do you all think so?"

The palace attendants all lowered their heads, not daring to speak as Han Xuan’er’s gaze swept over them.

"I dare not, I’m just talking nonsense."

"Then watch your mouth. If you dare tarnish Young Master Gu’s reputation, how many heads do you have to lose?"

Han Xuan’er didn’t care whether Gu Lan’s reputation was already bad; in any case, the man she admired was unmatched and couldn’t be slandered.

However, the servant’s words stirred up ripples in the hearts of those around.

On the way back to Xiefang Palace, Gu Lan was preoccupied with one concern.

What if the first person Wei Chengyuan sees when he wakes up isn’t me, but Hei?

Would he have to call Hei Lanlan?

This worry became reality the moment she saw Wei Chengyuan.

In front of her, Wei Chengyuan, clad in black and exuding an impressive aura, was sitting by the window, exchanging looks with the dark-faced man opposite him.

His face was paler than usual, and his amber eyes were dull and lifeless.

As for the dark-faced man, he must be the Hei sent by Prince Rui to protect the young prince... indeed very dark.

Gu Lan: "How are you feeling now?"

Hei turned his head, almost crying when he saw Rong Yunhao: "Young Prince, you’ve finally returned. I feel like I’m about to lose my mind. Why does he keep staring at me? It’s creeping me out!"

Gu Lan twitched the corner of her mouth and pushed Hei aside: "He’s not staring at you; he’s looking at the sword."

Next to Hei was a wooden sword Prince Rui had made for the young prince, and Wei Chengyuan had been staring at it the whole time.

It was just a plain wooden sword, yet seeing it, Wei Chengyuan remembered many years ago when the old Marquis used such a sword to instruct him in martial arts.

"Young Master, is your hidden guard sick?" Hei tentatively asked.

Gu Lan nodded: "Yes."

Hei was speechless.

Rong Heng walked over and, seeing Wei Chengyuan’s condition, frowned: "When did you find him, and when did he wake up?"

"Last night, around 9 p.m., I saw him unconscious in the courtyard while patrolling outside. There were no visible injuries on him; it seemed he fainted from overexerting his inner strength, so I didn’t call a doctor.

In the morning, the young prince asked me to keep an eye on him, saying he’s highly skilled in martial arts... He just woke up an hour ago and keeps staring at me."

"Looks like he really took the Heart Closing Pill and turned foolish again," Rong Heng said helplessly.

Gu Lan took a deep breath, walked up to Wei Chengyuan, and spoke with a slightly hoarse voice:

"Yuan, do you remember who I am?"

This man had followed her for so long, and she didn’t want him to be in any trouble.

Wei Chengyuan seemed to have awoken from an incredibly long dream.

At this moment, the child in the dream who chattered incessantly and asked him to pick a flower merged with the Gu Lan before him.

"Lanlan," Wei Chengyuan came back to his senses, gently calling out, his amber eyes filled with sorrow.

That look was not the usual confusion after memory loss.

Gu Lan asked in surprise: "You didn’t lose your memory this time?"

Rong Heng immediately moved closer and examined Wei Chengyuan’s face carefully.

It seemed he not only didn’t lose his memory but also regained it, yet back then, he had been ordered by Qian Zhao to kill Gu Lan.

Wei Chengyuan gently shook his head and then said: "The Heart Closing Pill won’t work on me anymore. I took a lot of them, but I remember everything clearly."

"You... remember?" Gu Lan’s heart was filled with an indescribable feeling, but she had a premonition that Wei Chengyuan would no longer silently follow her from the shadows as before.

"I should have died in Yunzhou City. Why am I still alive?"

Wei Chengyuan murmured, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, then stood up and slowly left Xiefang Palace.

"Wei Chengyuan!"

Gu Lan called out after him, and for the first time, Wei Chengyuan didn’t heed her words.

Yunzhou.

Indeed, Wei Chengyuan’s connection with the old Marquis of Dingyuan Marquis Mansion, who died in Yunzhou twelve years ago, is significant.

"Great Hero Yuan, where are you going!" the young prince shouted.

Wei Chengyuan paused slightly and said: "To pay respects to my ancestors, and to seek redemption."

"Great Hero, I’m coming with you! Wait for me—" the young prince hurriedly said, "Brother Lan, aren’t you going to chase after him? He’s under your command."

Seeing Gu Lan unmoved, Rong Yunhao got anxious and started to chase after him.

Hei quickly followed suit.

Gu Lan watched his back and murmured: "Twelve years ago, what happened in Yunzhou City, there’s definitely someone who knows."

Rong Heng straightened his chest: "Hmm."

He was just about to tell Gu Lan that he had already investigated Wei Chengyuan’s background.

"That person is Xie Yun! My aunt died twelve years ago," Gu Lan muttered to herself, planning to find Xie Yun to ask about the situation.

Rong Heng: ...