I became the God Brother of the Regent King after Transmigration!-Chapter 27: Are You That Free?

That clear and transparent voice seemed to come from the distant sky, lingering by the ear like a chirping bird.

Jiu’s voice also became slurred, as if very surprised: "Gu, Gu Young Master, why are you here..."

Rong Heng’s pupils contracted, and the illusory surrounding scenery suddenly became a bit more solid.

It turned out it wasn’t that he was having hallucinations,

but that Gu Lan,

really came again.

Rong Heng wanted to roll his eyes, failed, but successfully fainted.

Seeing the person fainted, Gu Lan quickly threw down the medicine box in his hand and looked at Jiu in shock:

"I didn’t expect Brother Hang’s injuries to be so severe and still treat a kitten, truly a living Hua Tuo, another Bian Que, with a Bodhisattva’s heart."

For Gu Lan, who in the past two days always inexplicably appeared before them, Jiu was somewhat numb.

It might also be because he was beaten until his body felt numb.

"Young Master, His Highness has fainted, can’t hear you now."

Jiu said helplessly, bending over intending to carry Rong Heng back.

He was no longer in a hurry, firstly because His Highness just said he wouldn’t die, meaning it’s nothing serious, and secondly, because seeing Gu Lan somehow made him breathe a sigh of relief.

Gu Lan didn’t shut up, continued: "It’s fine if he can’t hear, as long as you hear, you tell him when he wakes up."

Jiu: ...

Though Xiaoxiang Palace was desolate, it covered a large area, and there was a distance from the main gate to the inner courtyard, plus Jiu was injured.

Gu Lan walked over directly, waved his hand, letting Jiu walk alone.

The slender and frail Young Master Gu easily picked up Rong Heng and carried him to the stone bench in the courtyard.

Now the smell of blood on Rong Heng overshadowed the scent of medicine, she frowned, feeling not very pleased. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

It didn’t smell good anymore and looked dirty.

Jiu dumbfoundedly watched Gu Lan carry the person and leave, somewhat in disbelief.

Although His Highness was skinny, he still had some weight, never expected this weak-looking Young Master Gu, who looked like a little chick, to carry him so easily.

Gu Lan put down Rong Heng, picked up the medicine box just thrown on the ground, and faced Jiu’s skeptical eyes, said:

"Here’s the thing, I was afraid Erhua... is it called Erhua? I was afraid its medicine wouldn’t be enough, so I went back to Xiefang Palace to get some, didn’t expect you two to be beaten like this as soon as I left."

Gu Lan’s words were half true, she did go back to Xiefang Palace to get some medicine for Erhua, but not solely for that cat.

She always remembered what Madam Zhou said:

"Rong Heng is now locked in the Imperial Prison, I’m afraid he won’t come out well."

Not coming out well, that surely meant coming out harmed, she needed a reason to bring him medicine, and that cat was the reason.

Thinking back to what she just saw—

She’d only left him for half a two-hour period, and he was already lying half-dead on the ground.

Gu Lan just saw Yuan Lang picking up marbles at the door, guessed some reasons, thinking that Rong Heng returned to the courtyard before vomiting blood, quite resilient.

Jiu did not explain to Gu Lan the matter of him and Rong Heng being bullied by the Second Prince, simply cast a deep glance at her.

That glance was sharp and profound, making Gu Lan’s brow twitch, as if sensing the scent of the same kind.

She had been a well-trained assassin since childhood... and Jiu?

In the original book, Jiu was practically the right-hand man and trusted Hidden Guard under the male lead, was he not also a hidden assassin!

But now, both Jiu and Rong Heng were just pathetic young lads, even with martial arts, they couldn’t show it.

Gu Lan allowed him to scrutinize, speculating on the reasons these two hid their strengths.

She knew that if Rong Heng was unwilling, no one could hurt him to the point of fainting.

Jiu looked at Gu Lan for a while, finally, glanced at the contents of the medicine box.

Having followed Rong Heng for many years, he recognized some types of herbs, seeing some rare medicines in the box, his baby face regained its shyness and bashfulness.

This Young Master, really generous.

"On behalf of Erhua, I thank the Young Master for his kindness, but—

golden sore medicine? Liniment? For external injuries, for scrapes... Young Master, are these for the cat, or for our Highness?"

Gu Lan smiled innocently and harmlessly: "Almost the same, isn’t Brother Hang quite envious that the little cat is being cared for."

She seriously looked at the unconscious young man, his complexion pale, eyes closed, brows slightly furrowed, yet without the coldness between them like before.

Gu Lan’s mind echoed with the words she heard while coming:

"Some like to kneel, some like to stand, that’s all."

Rong Heng didn’t want to kneel, so he was slandered by the Second Prince into pushing himself into the water;

Not wanting to kneel, that’s why he got beaten like this today.

He never begged for mercy.

Gu Lan suddenly recalled past events.

In the organization, as the youngest presence, she not only had to train day and night but also endure the curses and bullying of others, along with kicks and punches.

"What are you looking at, look again, and I’ll dig your eyeballs out!"

"Either kneel and kowtow three times to grandpa, lick grandpa’s shoes clean, or, starting today, you won’t have any food!"

"I—will—not—kneel—!"

In the dark night, a little child screamed with all her might, even though she was beaten half to death, never uttered a word of surrender.

Gu Lan’s gaze was long and cold, Rong Heng, just like she was back then.

"—Gu Lan, you’re really idle."

Rong Heng slowly opened his eyes, first thing he saw was Gu Lan’s cold and charming face.

He thought his words would bring a familiar mischievous smile to her eyes, unexpectedly, Gu Lan was still smiling, but he felt a touch of bone-chilling indifference in her gaze.

Rong Heng frowned, thinking, he wasn’t dreaming, it really was Gu Lan he saw before fainting.

He originally wouldn’t have fainted, but seeing Gu Lan appear, he surprisingly closed his eyes at ease.

Just as he was about to scrutinize the faint emotions in Gu Lan’s eyes, she had already returned to a faint smile.

"Yes, how did Brother Hang know I’m very idle."

Rong Heng propped up his body with one arm, leaning diagonally on the stone bench, his brows covered with a thin layer of frost of late autumn.

"Idle?" His gaze fell on the scattered medicine packs and several white porcelain medicine bottles, emotionless as he asked back, "Young Master Gu idle enough to use me for amusement?"

Gu Lan never cared about his indifference, picked up the white porcelain medicine bottle, forcefully stuffed it into Rong Heng’s hand.

Fingertips touching, Rong Heng’s fingers were almost without temperature, like a piece of cold jade, she felt a deep chill once again.

Being frostbitten by those fingers, she shivered, said:

"How could it be amusement, Brother Hang and I... and that cat hit it off at first sight, this is the medicine my mother brought me, I was rough since young, often covered in wounds, so these medicines are for external injuries, I feel Brother Hang needs it, since you need it, we’re family don’t say two things, accept it!"

Who is family with him?

Rong Heng thought to himself, the Rong Family wouldn’t produce such a foolish child.

He narrowed his eyes, voice light and slow: "How does Young Master Gu think I need these?"

Gu Lan’s eyes curved, said lightly: "Don’t need it, then why did you previously instruct Jiu to steal medicine dregs from the Imperial Hospital? Brother Hang, stealing is unethical!"

Don’t need it, yet why does he always have a faint medicinal scent? This she didn’t say.

Rong Heng was startled, his eyes revealed a hint of brilliant light.

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