I became the God Brother of the Regent King after Transmigration!-Chapter 70 - 64: Rong Zichan
For a moment, Rong Heng almost nodded in agreement.
But he thought for a bit and shook his head, "No."
"Why?" Gu Lan furrowed his brows, not quite understanding.
"Brother Hang, you eat and drink at my place every day and even sleep at my house, yet you’re so cold and heartless to me. Don’t you see me as a brother?"
In the original book, he could be as close as brothers with the military leaders. Why can’t he swear brotherhood with me?
Rong Heng lowered his gaze, avoiding Gu Lan’s intense stare.
He worked hard to calm his thoughts, trying to regain his usual composure and poise.
However, perhaps it was the plum wine that made his head uncontrollable. He raised his head again and gazed deeply at Gu Lan’s face.
Dressed in white like snow, with hair black as ink like clouds, the Young Master Gu looked noble and exquisite, with smiles gracing the corners of his eyes and mouth.
In that instant, countless images flashed through Rong Heng’s mind.
He saw Xiao Ning smiling at him, Rong Luo calling him brother, Xia He covered in blood, unable to rest in peace...
So many people had died to protect him, met with untimely deaths.
He often felt submerged in blood, surrounded by a suffocating atmosphere, believing those close to him would meet bad ends.
Rong Heng’s gaze was concentrated and deep, with the vibrant light reflecting softly in his dark pupils.
"Gu Lan, I don’t want to harm you."
Gu Lan asked, "What kind of reason is that?" Could it be that swearing brotherhood with a Prince would make the former Emperor crawl out of his coffin in the Imperial Mausoleum to hold her accountable? Or that the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion is unworthy of royal blood?
Beside them, Wei Chengyuan had been staring at the hot pot bubbling for a long time. He couldn’t stand the two bickering anymore and, while Gu Lan wasn’t paying attention, grabbed a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth, saying while chewing:
"Lanlan, it’s fine. If he won’t swear brotherhood with you, I will. We are already family, after all. Let’s become sworn brothers, bound together lovingly."
Gu Lan: "... Nobody wants to be bound together lovingly with you."
Fortunately, Wei Lan was already put to sleep in another room. Otherwise, hearing Wei Chengyuan say such things would surely make him cry again.
Gu Lan twitched the corner of his mouth, seeing Wei Chengyuan eating happily, and put more meat into his bowl: "Slow down, eat more meat and talk less, restore your martial arts soon." 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚
By restoring martial arts soon, he can become my sparring target sooner. Gu Lan cracked his knuckles, producing clicking sounds.
His hands were itching.
Wei Chengyuan nodded gratefully, eating all the meat Gu Lan gave him cleanly, then helped Gu Lan light the incense burner, saying seriously: "Lanlan, under Heaven, with the broad earth as witness, I..."
He was about to say his name when he suddenly threw down his chopsticks, clutching his head with a wail.
"Who am I? I... I don’t remember who I am."
Wei Chengyuan fell to the ground, roaring in pain, veins bulging at his temple, looking extremely distressed.
Gu Lan calmly asked Rong Heng, "What’s happening?"
Rong Heng seemed not to hear, quietly drinking wine, his eyes misty, with a hint of red at the tail of his eyes, finding the plum wine delicious.
Wei Chengyuan rolled around holding his head for a while, then raised his red eyes: "Lanlan, I seem to have forgotten everything. What’s my name?"
Could this amnesia get worse?
Gu Lan looked into his eyes, seizing the rare opportunity, and said seriously:
"Remember, your name is Wei Chengyuan, and I am your father."
"I remember you, you’re Lanlan."
Wei Chengyuan forced a smile, his thin lips pale, and his handsome face darkened.
He forgot even himself,
yet still remembered Gu Lan.
Gu Lan’s heart stirred slightly, not understanding what obsession Wei Chengyuan had with him.
She really wanted to pull out the already sleeping little Wei Lan and tell him, this is your sister.
"Lanlan, what was I about to do just now?" Wei Chengyuan asked puzzledly, looking at the incense burner in front of him.
Gu Lan sighed, feeling like he lost a son.
Just then, Zijin brought more plates of meat.
After the incense burner was extinguished and thrown aside, Gu Lan directly pulled Zijin to sit down, while the even more thoroughly amnesic Wei Chengyuan found a small stool to sit on, enjoying the spicy aroma of the hot pot as the four of them feasted.
Rong Heng had heard that during military campaigns, some generals would make soup using a pot to have a hot meal, but this was his first time seeing Gu Lan’s way of eating.
"This is hot pot, perfect for family meals." Saying this, Gu Lan gave Rong Heng a piece of sweet potato, "Brother Hang, this is sweet."
Rong Heng looked at the bright yellow sweet potato in his bowl, forgetting to refuse for a moment. When he looked up again, Gu Lan was already chatting with Zijin.
