I became the God Brother of the Regent King after Transmigration!-Chapter 335 - 255: One Life, One Heartbeat

"Prince... Prince, this robe looks quite nice."

"Is that so."

The next moment, Rong Heng had already taken off the python robe and tossed it over Gu Lan’s head, pretending to pounce on her.

Gu Lan pushed the robe aside, revealing a delicate and elegant face that made Rong Heng’s breath catch.

She blinked, her eyes clear as a spring, and looked at Rong Heng without a trace of fear, earnestly saying, "Brother Hang looks better without it, can you keep taking it off?"

Underneath the python robe, the young man’s regular blue attire revealed a tall and slender frame, arrogant yet cool. His eyes shone with a captivating glow, making it hard for her not to be moved.

Rong Heng’s eyes twitched, and he leaned in close to Gu Lan, almost touching her nose, word by word: "Gu Lan, you’re just a lustful ghost."

"I’m a wicked ghost, only lusting after you," Gu Lan looked at him intensely. As long as she wasn’t embarrassed, the one who would be was Rong Heng.

The next moment, Rong Heng’s finger pad fell on Gu Lan’s lips.

He wore a stern, sharp face, suppressing the smile at the corners of his lips, as if Gu Lan could see five bold words above his head: No lust allowed.

Rong Heng’s thumb pressed slightly, making Gu Lan’s lips a bit more red, the soft sensation overly tempting him to think of how it would feel to kiss them.

His dark eyes grew even deeper, his Adam’s apple involuntarily bobbing, as his thumb gently rubbed Gu Lan’s lips, stirring a strange thrill, yet he made no other move.

Gu Lan instinctively closed her eyes.

A second passed, ten seconds passed...

Gu Lan suddenly opened her eyes and found that Rong Heng had already sat down, looking at her with great interest.

"Did Lanlan think I would kiss you?" Rong Heng’s tone was teasing, with a touch of a seductive smile in his voice.

Gu Lan took a deep breath, picked up Rong Heng’s python robe, and covered her flushed face with it.

She had never been so embarrassed before, how did Rong Heng become so mischievous, always making her lose face!

Rong Heng moved forward, pulling Gu Lan’s face out from the robe, holding her blushing cheeks, and planted a soft kiss at the corner of her mouth.

This kiss held no desire, just like coaxing a child.

"I told you, you’re still young."

Gu Lan immediately retorted, "You’re even younger!"

At his age, in a campus story, he wouldn’t be allowed to have early love, and in a modern story, he wouldn’t be able to marry! Just because he’s the main male character in a historical fantasy story! Now, she’s the main character!

Rong Heng’s eyes deepened, his voice lowered a few degrees, slowly saying, "Lanlan, you know... debts need to be repaid, right?"

Gu Lan replied, "I have money, I never owe money."

"I’m not talking about money."

Rong Heng stroked Gu Lan’s soft hair, speaking gently.

At this moment, Gu Lan did not yet know that one day, she would pay dearly for her constant jokes.

Rong Heng lazily sat with open arms, saying, "Pingnan General, help me... undress."

Gu Lan twitched her lips and threw the python robe back to him, "If you took it off, you wear it yourself, Prince Xiang’s hands aren’t broken, right?"

Rong Heng sighed forlornly, thinking that Gu Lan was no longer the brother who would deliver food late at night and worry about whether he was warm and fed.

"Speaking of which, Brother Hang now is Prince Xiang," Gu Lan called out, "Prince, Prince?"

Rong Heng gave a response, lowering his eyelids, his tone slightly cool, "Prince Xiang."

"Don’t you like this title?"

Rong Heng looked at Gu Lan, "Do you like it?"

Gu Lan thought for a moment and said, "This title sounds especially like a prince surrounded by decadence, living every day in debauchery and indulgence."

"Seems like you quite like it," Rong Heng smiled, the shadow in his eyes dissipating, looking at Gu Lan with focused and passionate eyes, "As long as you like it."

Gu Lan was about to respond when her expression suddenly changed, she pulled out a dagger and threw it toward the door.

With a "zing," the dagger embedded firmly in the doorpost, cutting off a lock of hair from the eavesdropper.

Gu Lan’s eyes darkened as she coldly looked at the intruder.

Little Xu hurriedly knelt down, "Prince, General, it’s this servant, this servant didn’t mean to, this servant heard nothing."

Gu Lan asked blandly, "How did the last Little Xu disappear?"

Little Xu shook his head frantically, "This servant doesn’t know, doesn’t know."

Gu Lan said, "The more you know, the quicker you die."

Little Xu lowered his head, a flicker of darkness passing in his eyes, his voice still full of timidity and fear, "This servant understands, this servant remembered, His Majesty, before leaving, has a message for the Prince."

"Speak."

"His Majesty’s decree: don’t let me down," Little Xu said tremblingly.

Rong Heng calmly replied, "This minister and brother will not let the Imperial Brother down."

After he finished speaking, he realized Little Xu still hadn’t left.

"What else do you want to say?" Gu Lan asked.

Little Xu’s teeth chattered as he cautiously asked, "This servant wishes to ask on behalf of the Empress Dowager..."

"Ask."

"Two thousand against ten thousand, Young Master Gu, how do you plan to defeat the enemy?"

"That’s not something the Empress Dowager needs to worry about. She just needs to know that if we win, the Su Family will be no more. Empress Dowager, please accept my condolences." Gu Lan squinted his eyes and said leisurely.

The next day, the long-silent Wei army suddenly began their assault on the city.

The reason was that the reinforcements led by Lu Jian, except for the ten thousand Navy and part of the Vanguard Army at Ling Port, had all gathered at the city gates, including Lu Jian himself.

During these days, the Wei army wasn’t just sitting idly and consuming provisions; at the very least, they had constructed enough cloud ladders and various siege devices.

The thirty-mile radius outside Yinzhou City was barren, not a blade of grass remained; everything had been chopped down by the Wei army to make ladders.

Meanwhile, the fortifications, city walls, and gates of Yinzhou were now much sturdier than before.

In ancient times, it was said that a solid defense and clearance was to remove grain and supplies in advance before the enemy’s arrival, to increase their consumption. Among the strategies, one of them was to clear the trees around the city in advance.

However, no one had anticipated that the Wei army would bypass Cang City and other key southern border cities to attack Yinzhou.

Thus, Yan Country didn’t have a chance to execute the defense and clearance strategy.

This time, the number of Wei reinforcements was astonishing. Several small towns around Yinzhou, fearing Lu Jian’s massacre, had surrendered, allowing the continuous supply of provisions to Wei Country.

Indeed, Wei Country was wealthy and had ample provisions. Having besieged the city for so long, with ten thousand troops consuming a massive amount of provisions daily, it was a terrifying figure, yet they could afford it.

The war drums beat, and the overwhelming Wei army darkened the sky, adding tension to the atmosphere inside the city.

The drums had been beating for a while, but there had been no assault yet.

When everyone was puzzled, a message came from the Wei army, stating that Lu Jian wanted to meet with Pingnan General Gu Lan.

"Why does Lu Jian want to see the Young Master?"

"Yes, isn’t he planning to take advantage of the occasion to harm the Young Master?"

The generals were discussing in confusion.

Gu Lan said, "If he wants to meet, then meet. You only need to be careful after the meeting to prevent the Wei army from storming the gate."

She naturally agreed. Previously, when Wei Junzhuo wanted to meet her alone, everyone was worried about her safety, but in reality, they should have been worried about Wei Junzhuo’s safety.

Gu Lan mused that Wei Junzhuo’s martial arts were inscrutable, and being Yuan’s elder brother, she was reluctant to make a move, but Lu Jian wasn’t necessarily the same. If she were to cut him down, would the ten thousand troops collapse automatically?

Thinking this, Gu Lan touched the hilt of her Longquan sword at her waist.

Rong Heng seemed to have read her mind. He gazed into her eyes and solemnly said, "Gu Lan, I want you to come back safely; don’t take risks."

Gu Lan reluctantly nodded and then said, "Prince, if I could kill Lu Jian, wouldn’t that be a worthwhile deal?"

If he was killed, the Wei army would be in chaos. As the gates opened, the Yan army would seize the opportunity to charge, bringing this war to an end, and it would be a great victory achieved with few resources.

Rong Heng was probably more aware of this than anyone because in the original story, he used himself as bait.

At that time, Wei Junzhuo and Rong Heng had agreed to meet alone on the battlefield. At that moment, both chose to strike at each other, ultimately being mutually injured and retreating.

Before the meeting, Rong Heng had specifically told Gu Chengzhao that when outnumbered, to win, he shouldn’t value his own life but directly attack the Wei army.

Rong Heng was willing to risk his life for the greater cause. No matter how dangerous, as long as it led to victory, he was willing to try.

At this moment, Rong Heng stared at her, articulating word by word:

"Lu Jian, I will defeat him on the battlefield, not exchange your life for his. This is not a deal."

Gu Lan was moved internally, unable to express what she felt.

She smiled softly and whispered in his ear, "You could have just said you couldn’t bear it."

"Of course, I can’t bear it."

Rong Heng lowered his eyes, his ears slightly red, his voice almost inaudible.

Then, more news came from the Wei army.

Indeed, Lu Jian was very cautious. He said both he and Gu Lan could each bring a standard-bearer guard, just to talk. The Wei army would automatically retreat a certain distance, and likewise, the Yan army also had to retreat to the city gate.

Such a distance ensured that Gu Lan could quickly return to the city after the talk and also guaranteed that if Gu Lan dared to act, the ten thousand troops could instantly shoot her like a porcupine with a rain of arrows.

Moreover, it has been an ancient rule that two armies do not harm envoys, which is a matter of etiquette and protocol. If Gu Lan were to act, her reputation might completely fall into disgrace among various states.

The city gate slowly opened, and a team of cavalry followed Gu Lan out of the city.

Gu Lan turned to look back. Rong Heng, clad in his Python Robe, stood on the city wall, watching her, his expression cold and proud, his gaze steady, exuding an air of composure.

He, once a discarded pawn of the Imperial Court, had entered the Plot of Dayan full of intrigue, from the grandson of a criminal marquis to the current Prince Xiang of Dayan, yet never losing his unique spirit and elegance. At this moment, his eyes were vast and profound, just like when Gu Lan first met him in the narrow alleys of the Capital City, emerging as a proud and ethereal youth.

She observed him as he transformed from worn-out cloths to the noble Python Robe, wondering when he would completely become the cold and ruthless Emperor dominating the world, as written in the book.

As if sensing Gu Lan’s gaze, Rong Heng slightly lowered his head, his expression softening a bit.

No matter what he becomes, he will still have flushed ears because of a single word from her.