I became the God Brother of the Regent King after Transmigration!-Chapter 197 - 135: The Truth

The silver mask gradually came off, inch by inch.

A piece of skin, as if covered in fine lavender lines due to chapping, was revealed before Gu Lan.

From the eyelid of the left eye extending an inch down the cheekbone, the scar was no larger than the palm, yet it looked particularly terrifying.

Gu Lan’s eyes trembled as she curiously asked, "How did it happen?"

Like a tattoo, it looked somewhat frightening at first glance, but upon closer inspection, it wasn’t ugly. Instead, it added a touch of alluring mystery to Nian Xia.

Nian Xia arched her eyes in surprise and said, "Young Master, you’re the first person to see my true face and not be frightened or disgusted."

"Have others seen it before?" Gu Lan was taken aback and asked in return.

She thought she might be the only one, besides Rong Heng, who had seen Nian Xia without her mask.

"Yes." Nian Xia replied, her smile carrying a slight chill of allure.

"There are times when gentlemen, in moments of passion, cannot resist their curiosity and lift this mask. Though I am the Market Master of the Magpie Workshop, I am ultimately just a powerless and insignificant prostitute, unable to stop them... In the past, after seeing it, they would become utterly repulsed. But you, your gaze is peculiar."

Listening to her words, Gu Lan felt an unspeakable sadness and her heart felt heavy.

She thought for a moment and said, "I once went to a place where people loved tattoos; they often had a fierce beast coiled on their back or arm, and it looked quite nice."

Nian Xia was taken aback: "Really such a place exists? You truly think it looks nice?"

"Why would I lie to you? The world is vast, every kind of place exists." Gu Lan said calmly.

When she first started her missions, she was very young; there was a time when she was almost obsessed with non-mainstream and nearly got a full-arm tattoo.

Nian Xia gently touched the blue markings at her eye corner, her eyes slightly reddening.

Gu Lan keenly noticed the shift in Nian Xia’s emotions.

She could sense malice or kindness directed at her, but she wasn’t very sensitive to others’ emotions unless someone cried.

Nian Xia cried.

"Young Master, do you like listening to stories?" Her voice was particularly hoarse, and her hand unconsciously rubbed as if searching for something.

Gu Lan knew that Nian Xia was looking for her room’s water pipe, but there was none in this room.

"I like stories with endings." Gu Lan said. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

Nian Xia gave a gentle smile, but tears rolled down incessantly.

Young Master Gu couldn’t bear girls crying; although Nian Xia looked more like a big sister, she couldn’t bear a big sister crying either.

She hurriedly fished out several crumpled handkerchiefs from her pocket and handed them to Nian Xia.

Nian Xia took them gently, and even her casual actions of wiping tears made Gu Lan feel she exuded a unique allure, appearing particularly graceful.

This elegance seemed to be ingrained in her bones, which Gu Lan had seen in Empress Su Zhixue, but others, even Miaoyan, lacked such a quality.

She spoke slowly:

"This story... happened six years ago.

Back then, a pair of siblings who had erred were placed under house arrest in a secluded courtyard."

Gu Lan asked, "What mistake did they make?"

"Ha," Nian Xia chuckled derisively, gently uttering three words, "trumped-up charges."

Gu Lan’s eyes slightly narrowed.

"In the courtyard, only a little maid stayed by their side.

The little maid grew up with the siblings, but ever since they erred, eyes were everywhere in the courtyard, and every move of the siblings was being watched. All three could feel that someone was about to strike against them.

The sister, looking so young, had no idea how to avoid the threat. The younger brother, she thought, even if it cost her life to save him, she wouldn’t hesitate. But she knew it was futile, even if she died, those people wouldn’t spare the younger brother."

Sister, brother, maid.

Princess Rong Luo, Fifth Prince Rong Heng, maid Xia He.

Gu Lan’s calm eyes were stirred as she looked at Nian Xia, feeling as if many mysteries were being resolved.

But she didn’t dare to be sure, nor did she want to interrupt Nian Xia’s words, and she didn’t want to think deeply about this fact.

She even hoped in her heart that it wasn’t true.

She preferred to believe that the Nian Xia before her was merely a Death Warrior left by the Xiao Family, just one of Rong Heng’s subordinates.

Gu Lan asked, "Why couldn’t they let the younger brother go?"

Nian Xia gave a bitter smile, filled with mockery and sorrow:

"Yes, why couldn’t they let the younger brother go? Later, I figured it out. It’s because of those words bearing resemblance to his father. The countless favors and gifts of the past, all the endless glory, and imperial lineage were nothing more than scoops of earth over his grave!"