I became the God Brother of the Regent King after Transmigration!-Chapter 298 - 222: See Through

Gu Lan heard a strange voice and slowly crawled out of Rong Heng’s embrace.

"This humble servant, Commander Su Yi of the Pingnan Army of the Southern Border, greets Young Master Gu."

A tall and sturdy man in Mystic Armor cupped his fists and said.

The sigh just now of "bringing about the end" was from him.

"This is General Su Yi," a commanding officer said.

Gu Lan lifted his eyelids and said, "In the army, just call me the Captain of the Cavalry."

Su Yi, like Jiu, was once a Death Warrior cultivated by the Xiao Family.

Though he was a Death Warrior, he was also a household servant, which is why he still obeyed Rong Heng’s orders long after the downfall of the Xiao Family.

Tang Zhan whispered, "Your Xiao Family? Old Su, did you just admit it like that? Your ’Su’ actually means Xiao Family."

Su Yi calmly said, "Since everyone already knows, there’s no need for me to hide it anymore."

Tang Zhan’s chest heaved with anger but he had no way to deal with him.

Even knowing Su Yi was a man of the Xiao Family, he could only express a little shock. Moreover, Su Yi had never done anything to wrong Dayan or the Prince for so many years. Back then, many who respected and admired the Xiao Family Army believed that the decree prohibiting anyone with the surname "Xiao" in the army was indeed too harsh.

Gu Lan looked at Su Yi. He was tall and mighty, with a handsome face, but had a very prominent "井" shaped mark on his brow, and his demeanor was very serious, deeply inheriting Prince Rui’s teachings.

"Young Master! Your injuries, this is...?"

At this moment, the blood-covered Nan Shiqi also arrived. Seeing Gu Lan and Rong Heng embracing, he was stunned.

Everyone present had a similar expression to him.

"Don’t worry, I’m not injured; it’s all someone else’s blood," Gu Lan casually reassured.

She sighed, glanced at the complex expressions of the people around, and once again buried her head in Rong Heng’s chest, murmuring softly, "Brother Hang, do you regret it? There’s still time to regret now."

The two "big men" embracing under broad daylight was indeed a bit strange.

"Just rest easy," Rong Heng patted her dirty little head and hummed softly.

Gu Lan relaxed, the exhaustion overwhelming her body in an instant: "Alright then."

She finished speaking and really fell asleep in Rong Heng’s arms.

With Rong Heng there, she could rest assured.

*

When Gu Lan awoke, it was in her own tent.

As her consciousness gradually returned, she had yet to discern the hour and immediately looked down at her own body.

Damn,

Brother Hang was indeed honest.

Her blood-soaked battle armor and cloak had been removed, but the clothing inside remained intact. The blood had already seeped through the seams of the armor, leaving her still covered in bloodstains.

Gu Lan frowned and twisted her body. The belt under her was also intact and tied tightly, making her uncomfortable.

"You’re awake?"

Outside the tent, Rong Heng immediately heard the noise, walked in, casually sat next to Gu Lan, and intended to take her pulse.

Gu Lan nonchalantly pulled away: "I’m fine, just exhausted before. No need to worry, Brother Hang."

"Alright." Rong Heng nodded obediently.

Gu Lan touched her face: "Did you... wipe it?"

Rong Heng replied, "Knowing you don’t like filth, I wiped your face, removed the battle armor and cloak, which were all stained with blood... However, you hadn’t woken up, so I didn’t change your clothes."

The Young Master hooked the corners of his lips: "Brother Hang being so honest, have you had a change of heart?"

Rong Heng: "What has that got to do with it!"

Gu Lan pursed her lips and laughed smugly: "Then Brother Hang, prepare some hot water for me; I want to bathe."

Rong Heng froze, clearly not knowing what came over him, as his face suddenly turned red, and he mumbled:

"You, you want to bathe with me?"

The sudden joy left Rong Heng unsure of what to do.

The next moment, Gu Lan realized her words had been misunderstood, and she threw a pillow at him: "Rong Heng, wake up!"

Rong Heng covered his head, his voice slightly hoarse, his gaze carrying a hint of menace: "Alright, fine, Young Master Gu, just you wait until next time."

"There will be no next time—"

They quarreled for a while, sitting opposite each other, both faces flushed red.

"Ahem, that... Brother Hang, how long did I sleep?" Gu Lan calmed down and asked steadily.

Rong Heng, blushing, replied, "Only a day, the Wei Army didn’t attack today; they are waiting for reinforcement. The battlefield is being cleaned up, city gates and thousand-pound gates are under repair."

Gu Lan had slept from last night through to this evening, clearly exhausted, hence sleeping so soundly.

"The Wei army initially had nearly thirty thousand troops. These days, after attacking the city, more than half were lost. Their remaining strength might not exceed the garrison in Yinzhou City... Is this still not over?" Gu Lan, calculating the Wei Army’s numbers, couldn’t help but say.

This Wei Junzhuo is determined to take Yinzhou City.

Rong Heng said, "According to the reports, Lu Jian under Wei Junzhuo is leading another thirty thousand men rushing here... Wei Junzhuo intends to trap us inside Yinzhou City."

Their eyes met, understanding each other well.

With Su Yi and five thousand Xiao Family Army returning, Wei Junzhuo cannot take the city in a short period, but the food inside the city is unquestionably insufficient.

At this time, Nan Shiqi’s voice came from outside the tent: "Young Master."

"Come in," Gu Lan sat up straight and said.

Nan Shiqi entered with a tray, on which were simple dishes: "Knowing Young Master will be hungry upon waking, here’s the evening meal from the camp, please eat."

"Thank you, Shiqi."

Gu Lan was about to rise when Rong Heng suddenly stood up, stepping forward and voluntarily taking the tray from Nan Shiqi: "Leave this to me; you can go."

Nan Shiqi’s eyes dimmed.

Rong Heng glanced at the young man before him, immediately sensing something amiss in his gaze towards Gu Lan.

A delicate teenager like Nan Shiqi must surely be enamored with his beautiful and lovely Lanlan.

"By the way, Young Master, I return this to you,"

Nan Shiqi bit his lip, withdrawing a finely embroidered pouch with gold and silver threads from his sleeve.

"Is this your money pouch?" Rong Heng abruptly turned his head, confounded, with a large question mark looming overhead.

Gu Lan instinctively responded: "Uh, is there enough money left? If not, I have more."

Nan Shiqi quickly stood straight, earnestly stating: "More than enough! These past two days, I have been purchasing grains within the city, inquiring with all six rice shops, and seventy-three wealthy households... bought all that could be bought. There are still ten East Pearls left inside, plus two white jade pendants..."

Rong Heng lowered his gaze; it seems it was to buy grain that he handed over the money pouch.

Gu Lan attempted to rise again, but Rong Heng, expressionless, was a step ahead, receiving the money pouch Nan Shiqi offered.

As their fingers brushed momentarily, Rong Heng’s index finger subtly grazed Nan Shiqi’s wrist in a silent motion.

With a mere flicker of his eyes, he returned to a state of calm, revealing nothing unusual.

Rong Heng then turned back, tossing the money pouch to Gu Lan, casually remarking: "You’ve just awakened; stay on the bed, don’t get up."