I became the God Brother of the Regent King after Transmigration!-Chapter 317 - 239: A Twist of Fate

"I—I didn’t see anything, you two carry on!"

A voice interrupted their actions.

Gu Lan pushed Rong Heng away, glaring:

"Su Yi, you better have a good reason for this."

Rong Heng frowned, feeling like Gu Lan had snatched his words.

After seeing what the two were up to, Su Yi quickly turned his head, but he had already seen everything.

His usually stern and aloof face turned red, and he said sadly, "Your Highness, Young Master, could you consider the feelings of our Xiao Family?"

Gu Lan licked the corner of her lips, savoring the sensation just now: "I’m not a member of the Xiao Family."

Rong Heng’s eyes darkened, his fingertips brushing his own lip corner as he casually echoed, "Neither am I."

Su Yi: "...."

After speaking, Rong Heng turned and asked Gu Lan the question from just now: "So what exactly did you talk to Shiqi about?"

Gu Lan raised an eyebrow, not expecting Brother Hang to still remember that.

She glanced at Su Yi, then boldly grabbed Rong Heng’s collar and pulled him a little lower, whispering in his ear:

"I explained to Sister Shiqi for a long time about how close kin marriage isn’t good for children, so... I couldn’t be with her. Then, I coaxed her for quite a while."

Rong Heng rolled his eyes: How does she manage to say nonsense with such a straight face? Does Gu Lan think he would believe anything she says?

Su Yi couldn’t stand the two of them being affectionate in front of him and coughed loudly.

Gu Lan looked up: "General Su, if your throat hurts, speak less."

Su Yi twitched his mouth; he didn’t know why he kept stumbling upon such scenes, next time he would definitely bring someone along to report.

"Here’s the thing, Young Master, earlier you asked us to search for Jiang Di’s whereabouts. Just now, scouts sent to Jun City reported that they discovered a caravan composed of Qiangrong people near Jun City’s vicinity, led by a man from the Central Plains with only one arm." Su Yi said.

"One arm? So did we capture him?" Gu Lan frowned and asked.

Su Yi shook his head helplessly: "Our people reached Jun City just a step too late, they had already left. Counting Jiang Di, there are eight of them, all riding fast horses, it’s hard to catch up. However, I have already notified other cities to keep a close watch."

"Now, Jiang Qu doesn’t dare to show his face, and his light cavalry has been handed over to the Wei people by Gesang. Whether he can be caught or not doesn’t matter anymore."

Gu Lan and Rong Heng returned to the military tent and unfolded the map, her gaze falling on Jun City.

"Jun City, based on this route... Jiang Qu really wants to return to the Snowfield." Gu Lan murmured.

Su Yi said, "What use does he have in going back? There’s Marquis Zhongcheng in the Snowfield, nowhere left for him to hide."

"That was once the territory of the Royal Court, and he is the Chanyu of the Royal Court. If he returns and calls for support under this banner, he could still gather a force." Gu Lan said.

Rong Heng added, "Though the title of Chanyu is self-imposed, he was once a prince of the Royal Court, and while Marquis Zhongcheng has sworn allegiance to Dayan, the tribes in the Snowfield won’t fully submit to him."

Gu Lan’s eyes sharpened, and she said coldly, "Since we can’t catch him, send word to Duoji immediately that his brother has returned; this time, tell him not to be soft-hearted."

Su Yi nodded: "Yes."

Just then, Xiao An rushed into the military tent:

"Young Master, there’s a man outside disguised as a scout coming into the city, and he was caught. He also has a token from Dingyuan Marquis Mansion, claiming to want to see you."

"A token from Dingyuan Marquis Mansion?" Gu Lan and Rong Heng exchanged a glance, both puzzled.

"Could it be someone sent by the Marquis Mansion to replace Shiqi... Su Yi, you go ahead and send the message to Duoji." Gu Lan instructed.

As soon as the words left her mouth, the curtain of the military tent was lifted.

With the cool air from outside, a heated and vigorous presence suddenly charged in, like a large dog, throwing its arms around Gu Lan.

Caught off guard, Gu Lan stumbled, nearly falling.

"Lanlan!"

In an instant, Rong Heng positioned himself in front of Gu Lan, his sword pointing at the intruder’s neck, his gaze icy and chilling as he spoke: "Wei Chengyuan, have you lost your mind again?"

Wei Chengyuan grinned foolishly; he was naturally tall and big, easily enveloping Gu Lan in a hug.

Gu Lan, with her hair all messed up, poked her head out, frowning: "You smell, let go of me."

Yuan, sounding pitiful, said: "Lanlan, it’s been so long since we’ve seen each other, just let me hold you for a moment."

Since this was someone Gu Lan knew, Su Yi and Xiao An felt at ease.

"Tsk tsk tsk." The two shook their heads together, sighed, and left the tent.

After a while, under Gu Lan’s intense gaze, Wei Chengyuan reluctantly released his arms, standing obediently to the side.

Having not seen Wei Chengyuan in a long time, Gu Lan carefully studied his resolute and gentle face, recalling Wei Junzhuo, whom she had observed closely a few days ago.

These two were actually brothers.

Upon closer inspection, Yuan truly shared many similarities with Wei Junzhuo, especially as both had eyes as dazzling as amber or ground gold.

These eyes were rare in Yan Country, but they somewhat resembled those of Yuan Lang and Yuan Lu.

Gu Lan recalled what Yuan Lang had said, that the Wei Imperial Family and the Yuan Family originally had blood ties, so their eye colors were quite similar.

However, Wei Junzhuo’s eyes seemed devoid of emotion, like two flawless gems that, while pure, were extremely cold, resembling winter sunlight refracting on a hard ice surface, emitting a golden light.

In contrast, Yuan’s gaze was much warmer; when looking at her, he would smile foolishly, treating her as the most cherished existence in the world.

Moreover, Wei Junzhuo had the authoritative and lethal aura of a superior, whereas Yuan was like a carefree wind riding freely over the Snowfield.

Even if these two stood side by side, their expressions too different, without a reminder, one wouldn’t think they were brothers.

"Yuan, why are you here?" Gu Lan snapped back and asked.

Previously, Yuan had escorted Duoji and Qin Zhenghu to the Northern Territory, and although she wanted him to find and eliminate Jiang Qu in the Snowfield for her, Yuan himself was the famed Ghost War God feared by the Qiangrong. She also wanted Duoji to use Yuan’s reputation to quickly secure footing on the Snowfield.

In Gu Lan’s view, the Snowfield wouldn’t stabilize soon, and Yuan wouldn’t be back for at least a year.

Wei Chengyuan scratched his head, sounding somewhat guilty: "With the Marquis’s help, Duoji has defeated Jiang Qu and several other Qiangrong tribes on the Snowfield. However, I was careless and failed to capture Jiang Qu."

"So, you are—"

Gu Lan’s mouth twitched, thinking, surely not what she was thinking?

Wei Chengyuan nodded: "A month and a half ago, I heard that Jiang Qu had escaped to the Southern Border, so I came here to find him. I told the Marquis about it, and he agreed."

Gu Lan: "So, did you travel all the way to Yinzhou to... catch Jiang Qu?"

Wei Chengyuan shyly said: "I promised you I’d kill him, and when I was halfway, I heard you were in Yinzhou... Lanlan, I wanted to see you too."

Gu Lan: "Did you know that Jiang Qu just went back to the Snowfield, just now?"

Wei Chengyuan: "..."