I became the God Brother of the Regent King after Transmigration!-Chapter 189 - 129: Rong Heng Questions His Life

Qin Zhenghu talked about previous experiences, which were areas he was familiar with, and it calmed his mind, making his tone more confident as he narrated in a gentle voice.

"Last month, when I arrived in Huai City, on the way, I encountered a couple with three children..."

The man’s deep yet gentle voice seemed to carry a magic that calmed people’s hearts.

Princess Ning’an first laughed joyfully, then quietly listened, entranced.

Eventually, as Qin Zhenghu spoke, Rong Miaoyan, who had experienced too many things from last night to today, quietly curled up on the chair and fell asleep.

Qin Zhenghu couldn’t help but lower his voice while narrating, quietly watched Rong Miaoyan for a while, then nodded slightly to Zisu, ready to leave.

At this moment, Miaoyan seemed to sense something, opened her eyes, and the mole at the corner of her eye quivered slightly, her eyes carried a moment of confusion just after waking: "Qin Zhenghu, are you leaving?"

"Zhenghu will come again to Yonghua Palace another day." Qin Zhenghu bowed his head and bowed.

For some reason, he didn’t dare to look directly into the princess’s eyes.

Miaoyan, however, said: "No, I’m asking if you’re leaving the capital again?"

Qin Zhenghu was slightly taken aback, then easily replied: "Yes, this time a bit further away, to Weizhou City in the Northern Territory, but traveling with the Food and Grain Official along the way should be quite easy."

Miaoyan’s brows twitched: "Weizhou? I recall Weizhou is rich in tea leaves, there’s no flooding there, is there going to be a war?"

"I don’t know," Qin Zhenghu was surprised by Rong Miaoyan’s sensitivity, after calming himself, only then could he maintain his composure.

Miaoyan looked at him and said: "Weizhou’s terrain is treacherous, Third Place Qin must take care of his health, thank you for today’s story, when you return to the capital next time, I want to drink tea from Weizhou."

"Yes." Qin Zhenghu agreed.

The next day, Gu Lan hurried back to the Marquis Mansion.

Madam Zhou never usually summoned her proactively, this time calling her out of the palace probably meant something important.

"Everyone, leave."

Madam Zhou dismissed those around, her voice carried a hint of helplessness.

Gu Lan stepped forward and asked: "Is something wrong?"

Madam Zhou sighed, took a thick stack of invitations from the side, and said:

"These are all the invitations from the Lu Mansion for this month, from enjoying chrysanthemums in late autumn to appreciating snow in early winter, perhaps there’ll even be plum viewing in late December.

Lu Bingxin’s old mother and your grandmother were close friends in their youth, now, the old lady is also inclined to matchmake you and the Second Miss of the Lu Family."

Gu Lan recalled the Second Miss of the Lu Family, Lu Feifei, who claimed to be good at cooking but looked down on Rong Baoyi, and asked: "What about the Miss Lu? Why can’t she marry me? Is it because the Lu Family looks down on me?"

Madam Zhou: "Is that the point? As if she dares to marry you or you dare to take her."

Gu Lan seriously said: "I am now (pretending to be) a man."

Madam Zhou twitched her mouth.

"... How would the Lu Family dare look down on our Marquis Mansion, it’s just that Miss Lu, Lu Congyun, is actually a concubine’s daughter who has harbored feelings for Xie Yun for two or three years, everyone in the capital knows this, and she’s already twenty years old, much older than you, how could you marry her?"

Gu Lan thought for a moment: "With three years older comes fortune, five years older is also not bad."

Madam Zhou lightly coughed twice, pointed at the invitations in her hand, and said in a serious voice:

"Nowadays the Emperor is forcibly supporting the Lu Family, but the Lu Family lacks deep roots, so they want to rely on our Marquis Mansion to elevate them. That being said, given your such bad reputation, the fact that Second Miss Lu dares to marry you is commendable courage, this is a good thing, so the old lady is indeed tempted."

Gu Lan spread out her hands: "It’s a good thing for the old lady but what about me? Actually, I could marry, but would that not just delay them."

A trace of sadness flashed in Madam Zhou’s eyes, she gently said:

"Even if you can refuse this time, what about next time? You cannot yet return to your female form, as you get older, such things will become more and more frequent... Take a look at the neighboring Xie Jingqi’s gate, how many matchmakers and go-betweens line up there every day."

Gu Lan had never thought she would one day be urged to marry.

She was still just a fifteen-year-old child.

Gu Lan pondered for a moment and asked: "Does the old lady quite like the idea?"

"The old lady summoned me to call you out of the palace just to discuss this matter, tomorrow during the meal, she wants to first get your agreement, then make a marriage pact with the Lu Family."

An idea suddenly came to Gu Lan’s mind, she said: "Actually there’s a one-time solution, but, mother, how do you think the old lady’s health is?"

Madam Zhou replied: "Still quite healthy."

"That’s good," Gu Lan nodded with a smile, then remembered something and felt more at ease, "but even if she gets so angry she faints, it’s still okay."