I became the God Brother of the Regent King after Transmigration!-Chapter 273 - 199: Master of Yin and Yang, Rong Heng

Chapter 273: Chapter 199: Master of Yin and Yang, Rong Heng

Gu Lan and Rong Heng studied Yuan Lang back and forth for quite a while. In the end, Gu Lan still believed this wasn’t witchcraft, but hypnosis; Rong Heng reluctantly agreed with her.

Yuan Lang finally sobered up a bit, looking at Yuan Lu, who was still unconscious on the ground, with eyes full of sorrow.

"He is your Imperial Uncle and once supported your Crown Prince Faction," Gu Lan stood up, tied Yuan Lu backward to the pillar in the room, and woke him with a splash of tea, "But now he wants to kill you. Don’t you want to know why?"

"You all... are you the Heir of Duke Dingyuan!?" Yuan Lu awakened and, upon seeing Gu Lan’s face, cried out hoarsely, "Were you behind the screen all along?"

He looked around the room before saying, "No wonder... I’ve calculated everything, yet I didn’t know that this brothel in Yan Country is an asset of your Dingyuan Marquis Mansion."

Gu Lan: "Hey, don’t wrong the innocent. The Magpie Workshop has nothing to do with this Princely Heir."

Rong Heng, with a cold face, blatantly lied, "It’s not related to me either."

Gu Lan pondered for a moment and asked softly, "The Magpie Workshop couldn’t possibly be linked to you on the surface, but certainly has some backing. Who is it, Brother Hang?"

Rong Heng calmly told her, "Zhou Xing."

Gu Lan was slightly taken aback. She merely asked casually but hadn’t expected Rong Heng to disclose the truth so flippantly.

The feeling of being trusted was quite pleasant.

She coughed, masking the ripple of emotion, and looked down at Yuan Lu, drawing a dagger to slide across his chin, speaking softly:

"I just want to ask, now, with Concubine Qi’s child not yet born and its gender unknown, why are you so eager to harm Yuan Lang?"

By timing, it has only been seven months.

Yuan Lang’s pupils contracted; in a daze, he seemed to understand something, yet didn’t fully grasp it: "Concubine Qi is pregnant? Yuan Lu, is this why you intend to harm me? What logic is this?"

Yuan Lu was very surprised that Gu Lan knew about this. He raised his head and coldly snorted as he looked directly into Gu Lan’s eyes:

"The spies of Dingyuan Marquis Mansion are plentiful indeed, to even learn about Concubine Qi. But this matter has nothing to do with the Yan Country, so I cannot disclose it."

His glazed eyes shimmered with a peculiar light, and his tone was somewhat strange.

Rong Heng furrowed his brow, "Gu Lan, be careful—"

The Young Master Gu reached out and smacked Yuan Lu’s head hard.

Yuan Lu, just opening his mouth to speak, bit his tongue, blood seeping from the corner of his lips.

Gu Lan asked disdainfully, "You want to hypnotize me? Do you think I look easy to hypnotize?"

As an assassin, resisting hypnosis is a fundamental professional skill; her skills are exemplary!

"Cui Lian?" Yuan Lu, with a heavy tongue, savored the word when suddenly a sharp pain interrupted his thoughts.

The dagger in Gu Lan’s hand approached his throat a bit more:

"Prince Kang, is it? Do you think I dare not kill you?

You want to kill Yuan Lang. One, to pave the way for Concubine Qi’s child, and two, to use Yuan Lang’s death to unite your Wei Country against Yan Country... Killing you might also achieve your aim. It might even work better."

"I, I am Prince Gang of Great Wei, you have no right—"

Blood still trickled from Yuan Lu’s mouth. He tried to sound tough, but that dagger had already pierced his skin,

"Straighten your tongue and speak."

He recoiled in terror until he could retreat no further.

"It’s, it’s the Great General who told me. He said the witch doctor determined that Concubine Qi’s child is certainly a prince!"

"Great General..." In Yuan Lang’s mind, it was like lightning struck, understanding everything all of a sudden.

Apparently, it wasn’t that Yuan Lu chose to betray him for the yet-to-be-born child, but rather Wei Junzhuo chose that child; Yuan Lu was already Wei Junzhuo’s man, the General of Wei who wielded great power, giving up on him, the Crown Prince.

Yuan Lu cried while glancing at the dagger next to his neck. Just when he was about to wet his pants in fear, Gu Lan expertly knocked him out.

Rong Heng watched this scene with a furrowed brow, feeling she had experienced countless things he didn’t know.

"This guy is useless," Gu Lan looked at Yuan Lang, "but he is your relative. Whether to kill him or not, it’s up to you."

Yuan Lang clutched the cup of hot water Gu Lan had given him, absorbing the scant bit of warmth, feeling chillingly cold.

He shook his head: "Only now do I realize Yuan Lu was Wei Junzhuo’s man. He dared to kill me, but didn’t think if he kills me, could he return to Wei Country unscathed?".

The Young Master doesn’t need to kill him. Ever since he, as an envoy to the Yan Country, decided to betray the Emperor and kill me, his fate was sealed—he wouldn’t be able to return alive... His master will dispose of him."

Gu Lan smirked and peeled a hazelnut for himself: "It seems you’ve already guessed most of it."

Yuan Lang gave a bitter laugh, his teeth chattering with cold:

"Yes, Concubine Qi in the palace is pregnant, and Wei Junzhuo wants to support the prince inside her to ascend the throne, also wishing to launch an unexpected attack on Yan by using my death to start a war. Prince Kang is one of his people... I know this, yet I can’t change it.

Wei Junzhuo wants to send troops, which actually has nothing to do with whether or not I die. If I die, for Wei Country it will be an added bonus, rallying the people to stand united and make the dispatch of troops seem righteous;

If I don’t die, I am just dispensable, just like you said, Young Master, Prince Kang dying has the same effect. And once Yan and Wei go to war, I, a hostage, will have no use at all."

Gu Lan nodded, thoroughly enjoying Yuan Lang’s look of despair.

A man as fragile as glass, with his long lashes drooping, tears in his eyes, his whole body cloaked in a heartbreaking sense of fragility.

The Young Master suddenly felt a bit perverted, quickly glancing at Brother Hang, cold as ice, to regain his composure.

Brother Hang was indeed as cold as ice.

A true remedy for calming the flames.

"There is one thing you didn’t guess: it’s not Wei Junzhuo trying to support Concubine Qi’s child to power, but rather he wants to help his sister, Wei Liuyu. Wei Liuyu will most likely be the one to raise your yet unborn brother or sister. Yuan Lang, never underestimate a woman," Gu Lan added.

Yuan Lang was stunned, a touch of despair and realization in his eyes:

"So it’s the Princess Consort Jin. Wei Junzhuo only has one sister, the Princess Consort Jin, and naturally follows her commands. But the Wei siblings have always been extremely loyal to the Emperor... Perhaps the Emperor has abandoned me too, believing the unborn prince is superior to me."

Gu Lan said: "The Wei Emperor is seriously ill. Currently, all power in your Wei Country is in Wei Junzhuo’s hands. Whether your father abandoned you or was threatened, or is simply unaware, all are possible. But you truly are of no use now."

"Indeed, I am no longer of any use," Yuan Lang said bitterly. "Why did the Young Master save me? To let me die or live makes no difference."

Gu Lan laughed angrily:

"I saved you because you don’t want to die. If you wanted to die, why were you so furious at Yuan Lu’s betrayal? If you wanted to die, why do you still know how to seek advantage and avoid harm, treating me and Brother Hang with such respect?

Whether dead or alive, either option requires courage. People live for themselves. Whether you have value is up to you to decide. So, do you still want to die? If you do, hurry up and die."

Saying that, Gu Lan tossed him a dagger.

The cold light reflecting on Yuan Lang’s pale face made him look even paler.

"I... A person like me, I’m not worth..."

"I think you’re so good-looking, it’s a pity for you to die. But if you yourself don’t want to live, then go ahead and die as you wish, just don’t let the blood splatter on me." Gu Lan said, lazily picking up a hazelnut from the table, peeling it absentmindedly.

Yuan Lang looked at the dagger, then raised his head to look at Gu Lan’s composed and handsome face, speechless for a long time.

He may never become a person as unrestrained and flamboyant as Gu Lan in his lifetime, yet he longs to live freely, not for anyone else, just for himself.

A single clear tear slipped from the corner of his eye.

Yuan Lang covered his face, gritting his teeth, his shoulders trembling.

Gu Lan was right; he doesn’t want to die. He dares not die.

He is just such a cowardly, useless, and now merely existent Wei Country Crown Prince.

Gu Lan saw him cover his face and reluctantly glanced at Rong Heng:

"Brother Hang, shall we discuss how much truth there is in what Yuan Lu said, whether Wei Country’s witch doctors can really determine the gender of the child inside Concubine Qi?"

Rong Heng, with a cold face, said: "No wonder you wanted to save Yuan Lang; he is indeed quite good-looking."

Gu Lan nodded: "I also think so—so do you think that witch doctor is truly that magical?"

"Even when crying, it’s quite attractive," Rong Heng added.

Gu Lan nodded: "Brother Hang, you and I really have the same insight—if the child is a girl, won’t Wei Liuyu fall apart?"

Rong Heng spoke each word slowly: "Do you like him?"

Gu Lan instinctively nodded: "Yes, yes—I think the Wei siblings no longer care about that. People who want to rebel don’t need a reason... do they."

She gradually realized she might have misspoken, awkwardly asking: "Uh, did I just say something wrong?" 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

Rong Heng smiled once, chillingly: "How could the Young Master misspeak, you, go along with Yuan Lang."