novelraw Chapter 444 - 326: After Meeting Her_2
Chapter 444 - 326: After Meeting Her_2
Rong Heng snapped back to reality, his eyes sharp: "Approximately how many people?"
The messenger shook his head: "Still... uncertain."
"Go investigate again. If the Wei Army attacks Cang Wind Port, they’re most likely to come via the Cang River, but now that the Navy has shown up at Qing River, something is definitely wrong." Rong Heng frowned.
"Understood, sir."
The appearance of the Wei Army at Cang Wind Port, yet no movement in Qingshui County, is this Wei Junzhuo trying to confuse me, or is he doing the opposite?
A glint of a deep light flashed in Rong Heng’s eyes. He steadied himself, his hands already clenched into fists. He... still needs to keep Yuan stable, this was Gu Lan’s charge to him.
He lifted his head, looking towards the direction of the Yan Capital, a trace of crimson blood flashed in his eyes.
Lanlan asked him to protect Yuan and not let Yuan go fight desperately, but does she know that he actually wants more to fight desperately without any care!
"The words Lanlan asked me to convey to you, aside from the surface meaning, do they carry any other implication?" Wei Chengyuan was wiping the dirt from his face with a handkerchief. Noticing Rong Heng’s solemn expression, his hand paused slightly as he asked.
Rong Heng maintained a calm façade, shaking his head firmly: "No other implication, she just wants me to be aware of Xie Xu’s matter and arrange as soon as possible how to face the Emperor thereafter."
Wei Chengyuan looked thoughtfully at Rong Heng, softly comforting him: "Then... Rong Heng, don’t be too upset, even if Rong Jing isn’t the former Emperor’s Prince, you are, and that’s what matters."
Rong Heng is the one Lanlan likes. If he’s upset, Lanlan wouldn’t be happy either.
"I’m not upset." Rong Heng said lightly.
Wei Chengyuan scratched his head: "In that case, I’ll tidy up a bit and return later, Lanlan is still waiting for me in the Capital City."
Rong Heng’s eyes narrowed, he grabbed him, his voice quiet and deep: "Wait."
He lifted his slightly trembling eyes and stared unblinking into Wei Chengyuan’s amber-like eyes.
"What’s the matter, is there something else?"
Rong Heng’s eyes were darker than ink, lips lightly pressed together, causing Wei Chengyuan to feel instinctively tense.
For some reason, he suddenly felt that Rong Heng’s gaze was very much like Lanlan’s — fierce, yet without any malice, making him subconsciously want to obey.
"You can’t leave yet," Rong Heng looked at him, speaking word by word, "Yuan, don’t you want to meet your brother?"
Brother?
Wei Chengyuan repeated the words. For a moment, he felt as if he were engulfed in a deep, black space, his breath and senses stripped away by the boundless darkness, his handsome face suddenly turning deathly pale, with his expression turning stiff as well.
"Don’t you want to meet Wei Junzhuo? He is your brother." Rong Heng said again.
He wasn’t intentionally trying to provoke Yuan. Gu Lan’s phrase "even if I pick a random person, they could be the Great General’s younger brother" was precisely to tell him how he should keep Yuan here.
Only by raising these points now could he keep Yuan with him rather than letting him go to meet his death by finding Gu Lan.
He will calm down and trust Gu Lan,
The Southern Border cannot do without him right now!
As expected, Wei Chengyuan clutched his head, collapsed to the ground, his tall body curled into a ball, eyes red with bloodshot veins, his face pallid as paper.
Fortunately, this time, having previously known these things, the man didn’t faint on the spot but instead fell into deep silence.
Ever since Gu Lan told Wei Chengyuan about Wei Junzhuo being his brother, he had been keeping this matter in his heart.
Wei Chengyuan couldn’t recall anything from his childhood. Even just thinking about it made him sick to his stomach, his head splitting with pain.
That’s why he didn’t want the words "brother" to become a taboo for him, nor did he want some barely remembered childhood experiences to influence his emotions.
In other words, although Wei Chengyuan’s mind resisted thinking about these matters, he wanted more than anyone to know the truth of his identity.
Rong Heng unintentionally undid a calming sachet from his sleeve to help ease his headache, his voice cold and indifferent:
"If the moment you recall anything from childhood your head feels like it’s splitting, then tell yourself, whether it’s Wei Junzhuo or Wei Liuyu, all that is in the past. Now you are Wei Chengyuan, recognized by Gu Yuan in the past as a member of the Wei Family, and you are Lanlan’s family."
Wei Chengyuan struggled to control his trembling body, gritting his teeth, his breath feeble:
"I, I understand... But that’s who I am, even if I can’t remember, I can’t treat myself as someone else."
In Wei Chengyuan’s mind were fragmented, dark pieces of memory, but those fragments were so heavy that even just these shattered bits of recollection were enough to crush his spirit.