I became the God Brother of the Regent King after Transmigration!-Chapter 83 - 70: Copy It 100 Times_3

Zijin whispered, "I heard that back then, Princess Consort Xiao truly had the affection of three thousand beauties, and now when compared to her, Consort Qian is nothing."

"This Dog Emperor..." Gu Lan cursed the former Emperor.

If it weren’t for the former Emperor issuing his last will before passing, how would Rong Heng be now?

Since ancient times, when the cunning rabbit dies, the hunting dog is boiled. She completely did not believe that the Xiao Family of Pingnan Marquis would rebel.

The former Emperor died, and that’s that, but he had to drag the entire Xiao Family and his beloved consort to the grave with him.

The two arrived at Xiaoxiang Palace, the pitch-black palace showed not a trace of light in the night, nor were there any palace attendants keeping watch.

"Has the Fifth Prince already gone to rest?"

Gu Lan gave the door a loud knock: "Then wake him up, if his brother can’t sleep, how can he?"

Zijin: ... The Young Master is truly ruthless.

"Brother Hang!"

The sound of Gu Lan knocking wasn’t loud but was very clear in the silent night breeze and carried far.

Within Xiaoxiang Palace, the sound of rustling footsteps could be heard, yet no one responded.

Gu Lan persistently knocked on the door, "Brother Hang, open the door, Brother Hang!"

With a clatter, Jiu appeared holding a small lamp.

Behind him was the silhouette of Rong Heng standing in the dim night.

Jiu rubbed his eyes as he opened the door, looking as if he had been disturbed from his slumber: "Young Master Gu? You are visiting so late, is there something you need?"

Gu Lan looked intensely toward the figure behind Jiu, causing Rong Heng to come out. His gaze was indifferent, and his thin long robe accentuated his elegant and refined demeanor.

For a moment, she was somewhat dazed.

Rong Heng looked at her, the chill of the night reddened the nose of the handsome young man in front of him, who still held onto his scroll and a food box.

"I’ve had dinner," Rong Heng replied instinctively.

Gu Lan, however, smiled at him, her clear eyes twinkling: "Brother Hang, aren’t you cold? Why not come inside and sit for a while?"

Rong Heng: This seems to be his palace.

She stared fixedly at Rong Heng, reminding him that Gu Lan seemed unwell during the day. Ultimately, he relented and stepped aside.

As they walked into Xiaoxiang Palace, Gu Lan let out a big sneeze.

Inside the palace, it wasn’t much warmer than outside.

Fortunately, Zijin had brought along a small hand warmer, which she handed to Jiu, and Jiu cheerfully gave it to Rong Heng. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

Originally, she wondered why the Young Master would use a warmer in the autumn, was it because of severe menstrual pain? Now she understood.

Gu Lan placed the scrolls and snacks on the table before finally surveying her surroundings.

This was the first time she truly saw the inside of Xiaoxiang Palace; the last visit was to evade Consort Qian’s pursuit, and in the darkness, she saw nothing.

The palace was cold and empty, and the patterns on the carved beams seemed to hint at its past splendor, now vacant and without any decoration.

The only sign of life might be the book table on one side of the hall, where treatises and debates were neatly arranged, with some scrolls showing signs of dampness. Two weak palace lamps emitted a faint glow, lighting the large hall.

Seeing Rong Heng’s indifferent gaze sweep over, Gu Lan opened the food box to present the snacks, then looked sadly at Rong Heng:

"Brother Hang, I’ve decided to heed your advice and study hard, so could you help me figure out how to write these essays?"

Persuade to study? Rong Heng’s expression stiffened, then he saw Gu Lan pulling out a small paper with his math answers from a few days ago, it even had a line of poetry he used to encourage her to study properly.

He wondered why he couldn’t find it!

"Where did you get this note?" Rong Heng remembered he had tucked it safely into his sleeve.

"Picked it up, from under your feet," Gu Lan said emotionally, "I didn’t realize Brother Hang actually wrote answers for me, I’m so touched. So you wouldn’t mind teaching me a few questions, would you? Look, just these, that bastard Xie Yun is going to check them tomorrow."

Rong Heng was about to nod in agreement, his hand reaching out, but upon hearing her latter words, he retracted it suddenly and gently tapped the table with his fingertips.

"What does that mean?" Gu Lan quickly placed the essays in front of Rong Heng.

"You want me to teach you, right?" Rong Heng asked blandly.

Gu Lan nodded fervently.

"Copy this article a hundred times, and its meaning will reveal itself."