I became the God Brother of the Regent King after Transmigration!

Chapter 436 - 323: Young Master Gu’s Routine Life (Part 3)

The voice of Rong Jing came from outside the door, sinister and deep:

"The concentration of Heart-devouring Incense is excessive. If an ordinary person can’t hold on, they will turn into an emotionless fool... How could I ever want Rong Heng to become a fool? What I’m anticipating is the day when you become a walking corpse. By then, the look on Gu Chengzhao and Rong Heng’s faces will surely be interesting."

Of course, he didn’t use such things on Rong Heng. Breaking a person’s spirit with pain, although effective quickly, isn’t perfect enough...

Gu Lan breathed a sigh of relief, couldn’t help it for a moment, and sneered mockingly:

"Is that it? Is that it?"

"..."

Rong Jing was particularly easy to anger today, maybe because he hadn’t met all day and was in a bad mood. He quickly ordered furiously: "Increase the Heart-devouring Incense, I want to see, Gu Lan, if your bones are as hard as your mouth."

Gu Lan didn’t even lift her eyelids, and said lightly, "Then... feel free to anticipate."

Sorry, this thing just needs two minutes to adapt, and then it loses its effect on her.

Unsure how much time had passed, the Heart-devouring Incense dissipated, and Rong Jing had long left. Young Master Gu crawled up from the floor, tidied her messy hair, and saw a shadow still standing outside the room.

She ignored it, took out a stack of handkerchiefs she carried with her... and wiped her fingers, patted the dust off herself, and silently lay back on the bed, placing her hands by her sides, closed her eyes, and lay still.

Sleeping in Brother Hang’s bed, just like sleeping while holding him.

As expected, after the Heart-devouring Incense comes the sedative.

Gu Lan touched her flat little belly and fell asleep amid hunger and cold...

How can I let Rong Jing "accidentally" find out I’ve been disguising as a man?

She pondered this matter, and when she opened her eyes again, there were simple buns, pickled vegetables, and clear water on the table. The lamp oil was filled, and the chamber pot was emptied.

Rong Jing wouldn’t let her die. Her combat power is a significant threat, and these foods were brought in when she "fainted" after someone unlocked the door.

Unexpectedly, Rong Jing turned out to be a considerate lunatic.

For several days in a row, Gu Lan enjoyed a prisoner’s life of half an hour of Heart-devouring Incense mental massage during the day, eating after waking up, feeling like she had gained two pounds.

Primarily because nightlife was canceled, her routine became regular, she couldn’t stay up late, and she couldn’t eat junk food.

Gu Lan finished the last bite of today’s meal and pickled vegetables, drank a cup of clear water, and pulled out a candied fruit from her pocket, tossing it into her mouth, sorrowfully sighing:

"Brother Hang, no wonder you were malnourished as a child."

She thought of when she first saw Rong Heng, his thin and frail figure. Luckily, after her unremitting efforts, he had successfully been fed to become fair and plump.

Gu Lan chewed the candied fruit, having the foresight to bring a pack of specially made candied fruits from her second aunt.

After thinking it over, she poured out all the candied fruits from her pocket and counted them. There were still thirty or forty, enough for her to eat.

Also appearing on the table along with the candied fruits were the fragments of her Ink Bone Folding Fan. The Xiu jade was shattered by Rong Jing and couldn’t be retrieved.

The candlelight flickered, and Gu Lan picked up a fragment carefully, piecing it together.

The number of days Rong Heng was absent was unknown, thinking of him.

And thinking of her mother.

If the timing was right, today was the day Yuan Lang agreed to meet Rong Heng.

The first of October, a meeting in Jin City.

No news from the Capital City had reached the Southern Border yet, not to mention Jinzhou, which was even further.

In a bustling tavern within Jinzhou City, Rong Heng dressed in a black cloak, his figure hidden in an inconspicuous corner, a pot of fine wine placed before him.

As the night fell, Jinzhou City had no curfew and no one to govern it, all kinds of lights enveloped the whole city, the streets bustling with vendors, still incredibly lively.

The place where Rong Heng was sitting was not the tavern where he was meeting Yuan Lang.

But from here, he could see the tavern they had agreed upon.

He gazed at the tavern across the street, always attentive to the movements around him.

"Master, Xiao Qi has been inside for the duration of an incense stick with no sound; it seems everything inside is normal," a subordinate appeared beside him and said in a low voice.

Rong Heng didn’t reply, took out a sugar bean from his pocket, put it in his mouth, and crunched it.

The sound was pleasant, the sweet taste spreading on his tongue. Rong Heng suppressed the faint uneasiness in his heart, thinking, so late, Gu Lan must also be secretly eating candy.

He raised his head, looking up at the night sky outside the tavern.

A solitary moon hung high, timeless and eternal.

At least he and Gu Lan were looking at the same moon.