I became the God Brother of the Regent King after Transmigration!-Chapter 186 - 127: Delivering Fish

Gu Lan remembered that Xie Yun had mentioned seeing Wei Chengyuan taking care of her when she was just a baby.

So, Xie Yun must know something about what happened twelve years ago.

The Young Master Gu was about to leave when Rong Heng suddenly turned her around by the shoulders, looked into her eyes, and said word by word:

"I, know, more."

Gu Lan swallowed: "Alright, I’ll listen to you."

Rong Heng took out a worn-out booklet from his bosom and said:

"When I learned that Wei Chengyuan had connections to Yunzhou City and had served in the military, I finally found this Wei Family register among all the Wei individuals in the Capital City."

"Brother Hang, you’re amazing. What kind of reward do you want?"

Gu Lan took the booklet and flipped through it, then looked up with clear, bright eyes meeting Rong Heng’s. Her face was full of smiles.

The recently much more cheerful Fifth Young Master Rong blushed at the ears and suddenly stuttered: "You, just read it first." 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Gu Lan nodded and looked down to read.

Between the two of them, only the sound of flipping pages and the crackling of silver frost charcoal in the hall could be heard. Rong Heng couldn’t help but hold his breath.

After a while, Gu Lan looked up:

"If what’s recorded here is correct, then Wei Chengyuan’s father should be Wei Zheng, the Commander of the Personal Guard under the old Dingyuan Marquis.

Many years ago, Wei Zheng died saving the old Marquis, so the old Marquis took his only descendant as a godson. However, what the godson’s real name was and his subsequent experiences are not recorded in the register."

"That godson is Wei Chengyuan."

"Is this booklet accurate?"

"I found it in the documents your Marquis Mansion reported to the Ministry of Revenue in the past."

"Then it’s probably accurate."

Rong Heng nodded: "That year, the Qiangrong Royal Court launched a surprise attack on Yunzhou City in the Northern Territory. Your grandfather and aunt died in that battle, while Wei Chengyuan, as the godson, survived. This is what he meant when he said he should have died twelve years ago."

"If he’s the godson..." Gu Lan thought for a moment and said, "I had Wei Chengyuan appear in front of my mother and second uncle on purpose before, but they didn’t recognize him."

Rong Heng said: "Wei Chengyuan was always with your grandfather in the military, and he probably vanished after your grandfather’s death twelve years ago. It’s normal not to recognize him."

"Then why doesn’t the Heart Closing Pill work on him?" Gu Lan furrowed her brows. "Could it be that he developed resistance after taking too much?"

Rong Heng carefully analyzed the word "resistance," surprised and impressed by Gu Lan’s knack for coming up with words he’d never heard before but which aptly described the situation.

"Wei Chengyuan mentioned before, he said he took the Heart Closing Pill countless times in his memory. He claimed that it doesn’t work when he takes it now, meaning every time he recalls something from twelve years ago, he avoids it by taking the amnesia pill, until now, developing the resistance you mentioned."

At this moment, Zijin walked in with dinner, setting it out while saying:

"Sir, the lady wants you to leave the palace and meet her tomorrow. She has something to discuss with you."

"Okay," Gu Lan responded, then pushed the dishes towards Rong Heng, "Brother Hang, here’s a reward of rose-flavored dumplings for you."

Saying this, she scooped up one dumpling and popped it into her mouth.

Rong Heng silently ate one, his eyes involuntarily drawn to Gu Lan’s lips opening and closing.

The dumpling was soft, sweet with black sesame inside, and the skin carried a faint rose flavor.

Just like...

Rong Heng froze for a moment.

Gu Lan quickly finished all the dumplings in her bowl and, seeing Rong Heng in a daze, casually fished one from his bowl, saying:

"What’s wrong? If you don’t like them, I’ll eat them."

The action was natural and familiar.

Rong Heng’s shock intensified, holding his spoon tightly while staring at Gu Lan’s puffed-up cheeks.

He felt,

that there might be something wrong with him too.

Otherwise, why would he think the dumplings resembled Gu Lan’s lips?

Zijin noticed Rong Heng’s expression, and a trace of worry flashed in her eyes.

Gu Lan, on the other hand, continued eating, returning to the previous topic: "It’s been twelve years. If Wei Chengyuan really is a descendant of the Wei Family, then what he mentioned about the ancestral ritual would be for the Wei Family."

...

"Great Hero Yuan, where is this place?"

The setting sun like blood fell on Wei Chengyuan’s tall figure, bending his back slightly.

The young prince curiously looked at the overgrown tomb in front of him, his crisp childlike voice easing the heaviness in Wei Chengyuan’s heart.

Seeing the chubby face of Rong Yunhao, Wei Chengyuan couldn’t help but remember missing Lanlan’s childhood. Back then, was she just like this child? Not only making him pick flowers but also pestering him to teach her martial arts.