I became the God Brother of the Regent King after Transmigration!-Chapter 334 - 254: Sister-in-Law

Seeing Young Master Gu and Rong Heng both dressed in robes, Gu Changting also bowed down:

"I congratulate Prince Xiang, I congratulate Pingnan General!"

The king’s decree came so urgently because the war at the southern border had reached a critical point.

Whether it is the title of prince or general, it is all to ensure that the morale and ambition of the southern border troops reach their peak in the shortest time possible.

After the war, regardless of victory or defeat, the southern border will face a situation where two tigers cannot share one mountain. First, Rong Heng’s title of Prince Xiang can replace Prince Rui to stabilize the southern border, allowing Young Master Gu to surrender military power. Second, if Young Master Gu does not surrender military power, that will be Prince Xiang’s concern, leaving him to deal with it.

This is naturally the thought of the Emperor and the court officials. They would rather establish another Prince Rui than let Young Master Gu, a young man, hold too much military power, nor let the Gu Family dominate the military.

As for Prince Xiang and a certain Pingnan General, it’s a matter of two homosexuals mixed together...

Rong Heng had always been low-key and unapproachable in the Capital City, while there were too many rumors about Young Master Gu. The people she liked were also numerous, from Rong Heng to Rong Miaoyan, from Rong Baoyi to Xie Yun. Even if Gu Lan were truly homosexual, the world wouldn’t believe she would only favor Prince Xiang.

As Gu Changting knelt down, Tang Zhan, Su Yi, Rong Baoyi... the soldiers and citizens in the city, like a human wave, knelt down,

calling out in unison:

"Greetings, Prince Xiang, Pingnan General!"

The majestic shouts echoed through the heavens, soaring into the sky.

During this period, the military and civilians of Yinzhou were immersed in the sorrow and anger of the prince’s assassination.

The Yan people’s anger was something Wei Junzhuo had not anticipated.

He believed that losing Prince Rui would leave the southern border army demoralized and panicked, fearful and uneasy about the hundred thousand troops of Wei Country.

However, the Yan people are the most resilient and proud among the nations. Not only did they not collapse, but they also harbored a fury against Wei Country, calm on the surface but ready to erupt at specific moments.

Gu Lan blinked, the silver armor on her reflecting the dazzling sunlight. She drew the Longquan Treasure Sword and firmly pointed it in the direction of the Wei army outside the city!

The young general,

the young prince,

stood side by side like deities.

In an instant, the soldiers roared and shouted.

Prince Rui of Dayan has passed away,

but a new prince is born today, and the new "Pingnan Marquis Mansion" still stands here. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

Outside Yinzhou City, Lu Jian, who had just arrived, looked up, listening to the noise and shouting inside the city, with a strange expression.

Lu Jian curiously asked his subordinate, "How long has it been since Prince Rui’s memorial? Why are they still crying?"

"Maybe they are afraid, the Yan people," the subordinate replied.

Lu Jian nodded: "Makes sense."

The simple ceremonies of conferring the title and appointing the general concluded, and the team that came to Yinzhou to announce the decree was taken to rest, leaving only the exhausted Gu Changting.

"Lan, I have never ridden a horse this fast in all these years. I’ve lost count of how many days it has been. I’m all run out." Gu Changting mumbled, slumped in his seat.

Gu Lan: "Even if you hadn’t run, you are always a bit slow."

Gu Changting complained:

"I suspect that His Majesty wants me dead! Why couldn’t Eunuch Zhang come to announce the decree? Or those two eunuchs? If not, sending my father would be fine. He was just promoted to Minister of Rites. Why did he have to send me, a frail civil servant?"

Gu Lan stood up, comparing herself with Gu Changting back and forth.

She said sourly, "Frail? Gu Changting, if I were 1.8 meters tall, I would definitely be the strongest man in the Capital City."

Young Master Gu has a bit of an obsession with being the strongest man in the Capital City.

At this moment, Rong Heng, who was resting with his eyes closed, said, "However, you saying the Emperor wants you dead isn’t without reason."

Gu Lan was startled, then pondered:

"Indeed, the Emperor made Rong Heng a prince to counterbalance me, made me Pingnan General to boost Dayan’s morale. These are compromises he was forced to make; as an Emperor being forced to compromise, he surely detests the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion right now."

Gu Changting asked in confusion, "What does his dislike of the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion have to do with me, Gu Changting?"

"Your ’frail’ body could easily tire to death on the road. Sending you to announce the decree is a way to torment you. It’s Rong Jing’s last stubbornness." Gu Lan patted Gu Changting’s shoulder, mocking her brother without reservation.

Gu Changting, recalling being greeted into the city by Rong Baoyi, a girl, blushed: "Brother Lan, do you look down on me?"

Gu Lan: "I don’t look down on others, just on you."

Gu Changting: "..."

"Weren’t you parading around with household soldiers all mighty before? How come you’re so useless now."

"I..." Gu Changting touched his small bundle, angrily said, "Brother Lan, mother entrusted me with lots of—"

Young Master Gu’s expression changed, a gentle smile suddenly appeared on his face: "Brother, your stomach isn’t well, let me help you eat these."

Saying that, Gu Lan reached into Gu Changting’s small bundle.

Rong Heng snorted dismissively, a hint of a smile flashed in his eyes.

Even he didn’t realize that he had involuntarily leaned forward, his gaze burning as he stared at the small bundle.

The next moment, the snacks, candied fruits, sweets, dried meat, and little fish given to Gu Lan by the Marquis Mansion spilled out.

A strong, sweet aroma of mixed snacks filled the air, causing the eyes of Gu Lan and Rong Heng to simultaneously flash with excitement.

Luckily, the one holding them was Gu Changting, who was long tired of his mother’s homemade food. Otherwise, if it were anyone else, these treats wouldn’t have made it to Yinzhou before disappearing on the road.

Gu Lan divided the food into three portions: one for Rong Heng, one for himself, and the other intended for Baoyi.

A faint smile appeared on Rong Heng’s indifferent face as he picked up a piece of peach blossom pastry and began to eat.

"Thanks, Young Master Gu... and your aunt."

Gu Lan: "You’re welcome."

Gu Changting asked aggrievedly, "I worked so hard to carry these all the way here, and you don’t give me any? Brother Lan, am I really your brother?"

Gu Lan gave him a biscuit: "Then here’s one for you."

"..."

Gu Changting reached out to touch a piece of dried fish, but Gu Lan ruthlessly slapped it away: "This portion is for Baoyi, why are you, a grown man, fighting a little girl for food?"

Gu Changting pointed to Rong Heng, who had started eating his third piece of peach blossom pastry, and said, "He’s a man too, why did you give him some!"

Gu Lan replied casually, "What about him, how rude you are, he’s your sister-in-law."

After saying that, she realized she had once again accidentally cast herself as the male lead, making an off-the-record comment.

She hoped Rong Heng didn’t notice.

Gu Changting stood there, mouth agape, his expression dazed as Gu Lan shooed him away.

Inside the military tent, it was suddenly just Gu Lan and Rong Heng, each sitting on a chair, with a heap of snacks in front of them.

"Sister-in-law?"

Rong Heng repeated Gu Lan’s words, his tone lowered, carrying an elusive hint of allure and huskiness.

Now Rong Heng was the man granted the title of Prince Xiang, and his presence was exceptionally intimidating.

The pressure in the tent seemed to drop significantly, and Gu Lan nervously swallowed.

Rong Heng stood up, walking step by step closer until he was in front of Gu Lan.

His eyes as black as ink, with a warm and fiery breath mixed with a light peach blossom pastry scent, wafted into Gu Lan’s nose.

Gu Lan’s face stiffened briefly, then resolutely... squeezed out from under Rong Heng’s arm, sat on his chair, shoved a piece of peach blossom pastry into her mouth, and said in a muffled voice:

"Uh, Your Highness, your peach blossom pastry is quite good."

Rong Heng was amused by her "Shifting Technique" and turned around to sit where Gu Lan had just been sitting, leaning back lazily.

His long fingers landed on a piece of osmanthus cake in the plate, gently picking it up and eating it.

His lacquered eyes inexplicably gleamed with a layer of danger and ambiguity, the corners tinted with an almost imperceptible red.

"Your osmanthus cake isn’t as tasty as you."

The four-clawed python on his chest bared its teeth slightly, as if it had finally found its prey.

Gu Lan’s gaze slowly moved upwards, seeing the blush on his thin lips open and close, crushing the osmanthus cake and swallowing it, consuming it inside.

Gu Lan felt like she was that piece of osmanthus cake, about to be chewed up and eaten by Rong Heng!

"Your...Your Highness, this robe looks pretty good, huh."

She quickly averted her gaze, exchanged a glance with the giant python on Rong Heng’s chest, and said instinctively.

Rong Heng: "Is that so."

He reached out and unfastened the buttons of his python robe.