I became the God Brother of the Regent King after Transmigration!-Chapter 327 - 249: Blurted Out

In the forest, a young girl rode a white horse across the official road, stopping at the entrance of an inn by the roadside.

The waiter who was waiting outside saw Rong Baoyi, dressed in a neat dress, and his eyes lit up. He quickly said, "Esteemed warrior, are you here for a quick meal or to stay?"

"Just a meal," Rong Baoyi said lightly. She dismounted, handed the horse to the waiter, and walked inside.

The inn was quite crowded. She sat down at a table casually: "Bring me a plate of fried noodles, a dish, a pot of tea, and feed the horse well."

"Certainly." The waiter, noticing the treasure sword at Rong Baoyi’s waist, responded quickly and soon brought the fried noodles.

Rong Baoyi had been traveling for three days and was now physically and mentally exhausted, wanting to rest for a moment.

She placed the treasure sword on the table and began to eat heartily.

After eating half the plate of fried noodles in one breath, she sighed, looking up at the inn’s door, her hopeful eyes turning dim.

It had been three days. Before she left, she had asked Miaoyan to inform Jiu that she was heading to the Southern Border.

Though she rode swiftly, she thought he could catch up if he wanted to.

However, Jiu never came after her.

Rong Baoyi picked up the tea cup and took a sip, thinking that after all, Jiu belonged to Uncle Wu, and given the current complex situation in the Capital City, he seemed responsible for some information delivery as well, surely with many tasks... She couldn’t force anything.

The waiter, noticing her attire, asked, "Esteemed warrior, are you also heading to the Southern Border?"

Rong Baoyi nodded, "How did you know?"

The waiter sighed, "Recently, quite a few rangers and heroes have passed through our inn, saying they are going to the Southern Border to avenge the Prince and fight against Wei Country! Even among you heroines, who are as brave as men, there are a few."

"Avenge?"

Rong Baoyi’s breath hitched, her mind buzzing.

A hint of fear and unease rose in her heart.

The waiter looked Rong Baoyi up and down, cautiously asking, "Esteemed warrior, have you been traveling for several days? Here’s the thing, the day before yesterday, news came from the Southern Border that after the Prince woke up, he was assassinated by Wei people at the city gate of Yinzhou City and has... passed away."

His words carried a tone of sadness, with tears shimmering in his eyes.

Amidst the surrounding din after a rumble in her ears, Rong Baoyi heard the voices of several diners around her.

"After I finish this meal, I’ll also go to Yinzhou to join Young Master Gu and avenge the Prince!"

"Yes, those Wei people couldn’t beat us, so they sent someone to assassinate the Prince. I’ll fight them to the end."

"I just want to go to the Southern Border and light incense for the Prince."

...

Rong Baoyi slapped down some copper coins, stumbled out of the inn, and led the white horse slowly down the road.

The afternoon sun bathed the world in a gentle golden hue. Everything seemed so warm, but to Rong Baoyi, the world felt dim and cold, as if only black and gray existed.

Father...

Prince...

How could he possibly be dead?

He was the most formidable and majestic father in her heart, still in the prime of life; how could he die before she even reached Yinzhou?

And not even on the battlefield, but assassinated.

For the past three days, enduring wind and dew, she didn’t feel bitter, but at this moment, she felt utterly bitter.

Rong Baoyi, lost in thought, walked up the mountain road, flanked by dense forest. Although this mountain road was an official path, it was incredibly desolate.

She didn’t notice there was a shallow ditch ahead, and her white horse refused to go further, pawing the ground uneasily.

As Rong Baoyi’s foot slipped, about to fall into the ditch, a swift wind rushed by!

She was lifted by the waist, easily placed onto the back of a black horse.

The black horse, exceptionally majestic, snorted disdainfully at the white horse standing nervously nearby.

Familiar scent, familiar black-clad figure, warm and clean aura.

Rong Baoyi stared blankly at Jiu’s back. The next moment, she hugged him from behind, bursting into tears.

"You, why did you only just arrive! Jiu, why did you only just arrive! Sob, do you know, do you know—"

Rong Baoyi clung to Jiu, sobbing uncontrollably, her tears soaking through his back, her voice becoming hoarse.

Jiu tightened the reins, carefully dismounting, his doll-like face somewhat pale, his hair disheveled, covered in the dust of travel.

Looking at the weeping Rong Baoyi, his nose tingled, his heart aching immensely as he opened his arms toward her:

"County Princess, please dismount."

Rong Baoyi bit her lip, tears still glistening on her face.

She dismounted neatly, without relying on Jiu’s support.

Jiu looked at his empty arms, pursing his thin lips and retracting them silently.

"The Emperor feared you might encounter misfortune on the road, and to stabilize the court, he didn’t announce your departure from the Capital City... It was only yesterday when Princess Ning’an found me, that I learned the County Princess had left the Capital unauthorized. I’m sorry, I came late." Jiu explained.

Rong Baoyi shook her head, murmuring to herself, "Why, why..."

Engulfed in the grief of her father’s death, she couldn’t extricate herself, even meeting Jiu now brought no joy.

Jiu hadn’t expected Baoyi’s reaction to seeing him. Cautiously, he asked, "I’m sorry... County Princess, was I too late to catch up, did you encounter something on the road, did someone bully you? Let me, let me help you—"

As he spoke, his dark eyes were overshadowed with a cold, sinister killing intent.

Rong Baoyi, with reddened eyes, looked at him, her voice hoarse, "Why, did Father die? Why couldn’t he wait for me."

Jiu’s heart trembled, and suddenly he smiled, the smile on his doll-like face especially radiant, his eyes seemingly brightened by the sunlight.

So, the County Princess thought Prince Rui was dead.

"Why... why are you smiling?" Rong Baoyi cried, questioning him.

Jiu’s smile grew wider, gazing at her with extraordinary tenderness.

He stepped forward, gently embracing Rong Baoyi just before she erupted in anger:

"I came to tell you that Prince Rui’s death was faked. He has entrusted military affairs to His Highness and Young Master Gu. Under His Highness’s arrangement, he is on his way back to the Capital, so you don’t need to go to the Southern Border, nor do you need to worry anymore."

Rong Baoyi froze, overwhelmed by the information in Jiu’s words, unsure how to respond for a while.

After a long pause, she dazedly asked, "Jiu, you’re not lying to me, are you?"

"How could I deceive the County Princess?" Jiu’s tone was very serious, his eyes full of sincerity.

Rong Baoyi’s eyes gradually brightened, "So you tell me, Father isn’t dead, he’s still alive."

Jiu nodded earnestly, "Alive."

"You only came to find me so late because the Princess only told you yesterday that I had left."

Jiu nodded with a smile, "Yes."

"You were very worried about me going to the Southern Border alone?"

Jiu nodded without hesitation, "Of course!"

"Then, do you like me or not?"

Jiu instinctively nodded, "Like."

"Like... uh... I..."

Only then did he realize what he had said.