I became the God Brother of the Regent King after Transmigration!-Chapter 220 - 151: The Unexpected Return!

After Lu Bingxin finished speaking, he stared intensely at Gu Lan, his anger burning inside.

How dare they secretly kidnap the bride, allowing Congyun and Feifei to switch places? In this way, it was the Lu Family who defied the Empress Dowager’s decree.

It was all because their Lu Family lacked the foundation, not even having a master, escorting all the way, yet not detecting anything.

Gu Lan looked at him and smiled slightly, "My hand isn’t broken, but I don’t mind if yours is."

Lu Bingxin’s face was tense as he said in a low voice, "Young Master Gu, do you think this incident is over with such a commotion?"

Gu Lan raised an eyebrow, "Lord Lu disobeyed the decree by switching my wife; what else is there to say? It seems there’s no fate between you and me to become father and son."

"It was Congyun, believing Young Master Gu wasn’t a good match, who secretly replaced the County Princess of Changping. This was her own decision, but ultimately, it’s the Lu Family’s fault for not teaching their daughter properly—"

Lu Bingxin took a deep breath, each word laced with piercing coldness, trying to explain the matter on his own.

Lu Congyun stood beside, head bowed deeply, trembling all over, obviously terrified.

Seeing this farce, Gu Changting shook his head and took off his cloak, covering Lu Congyun with it.

Gu Lan raised an eyebrow, surprised that her brother still had such a gentlemanly side.

Yet Lu Bingxin was still unwilling to give up, his voice deepening:

"Raise the bridal sedan again, take the County Princess back to the mansion, Young Master Gu... This time, I will make sure your wife is safely escorted."

He didn’t believe that under everyone’s watchful eyes, the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion could swap again?

He couldn’t report the Marquis Mansion for disobeying the decree; this silent loss he could only swallow. But as long as he insisted the matter was an accident, and sent the sedan according to the decree again, this time, no one could stop Lu Feifei from marrying Gu Lan!

Too bad... Lu Feifei was still at the mansion.

Lu Congyun was grabbed by a servant and restrained, disbelief written all over her face.

Lu Bingxin sneered coldly, "Young Master Gu, you’re still too soft-hearted."

Gu Lan: This was actually not my arrangement, you should blame Xie Yun for being too soft-hearted.

She sighed; Lu Bingxin still wouldn’t give up. It seemed that, in the end, the Marquis Mansion would have to defy the decree, but Lu Feifei’s life would definitely be spared.

Fortunately, the good news of Marquis Gu’s victory came just in time, giving her the capital to defy the decree.

"Get up!"

Lu Rufeng shouted, and the bridal sedan was lifted again.

Gu Lan squinted her eyes, watching the once-empty sedan slightly tremble again.

How many people were hidden inside?

Lu Bingxin also noticed this, furrowing his brow as he took a step forward, then stood there stunned.

It wasn’t the bridal sedan that was trembling,

but the entire street,

shaking violently!

In an instant, the entire Capital City of Yan Country fell silent.

Gu Lan looked into the distance, seeing at the entrance of the Marquis Mansion, even farther at the end of the long street, the azure sky had been blocked by a thick darkness.

Everyone was shocked, watching that darkness, covering the sky, coming step by step, with a thundering roar.

The black armored soldiers moved like a tide, as if there were thousands of troops, or as if one person alone could equal thousands of troops.

Horses’ hooves shattered the stone slabs, and the earth trembled fiercely.

A black flag proudly fluttered in the cold wind, first appearing at the end of the street.

On it, was the commanding, iron-brush silver-hooked character "Gu."

Under the flag was a team of Dingyuan Iron Cavalry, exuding a bloodthirsty evil qi all over.

They were drenched in blood, wild and unrestrained, their tattered armor a testament to their invincible battle honors, and the panting horses indicated the incredible speed of their march!

The leading man stood tall and proud, dressed in fluttering white clothes, with a silver-fringed red-tasseled spear on his back, and beneath his dark-patterned boots was a pure white stallion, standing imposingly between heaven and earth.

The man’s jet-black hair flowed, and his deep, narrow eyes held a hint of playfulness in their icy depths.

In one breath, he was already on horseback in front of Lu Bingxin, looking down on everything from above, his crimson lips slightly curling, his voice calm and indifferent.

"Do you want to marry my son?"

Lu Bingxin felt an endless chill rise up his spine, trembling with shock and fear as he looked at the man before him, his lips moving but unable to speak, instinctively saying, "This, this is the Empress Dowager’s decree—"

"You, dare, to?"

The calm and indifferent voice, like the silent waters under a cold pond, held a surging undercurrent.

Marquis Dingyuan Gu Chengzhao.

He was back.

Gu Lan looked at the man in white with amazement, her gaze instantly lighting up.

This profound inner strength,

This majestic aura,

This graceful figure,

This is her father!

How wonderful!

When Old Madam Gu saw the flag with the word ’Gu,’ she let out a long sigh of relief and said calmly, "This matter is settled." 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

Zhou Wanqing’s eyes turned red, and she held back her tears, staring fixedly at the man on the white horse.

Meanwhile, the three hundred household soldiers and Gu Changting simultaneously pounded their fists on their chests, letting out a thunderous roar:

"Welcome back to the Capital City, Marquis!"

No one expected that along with the triumphant news from the Northern Territory, Marquis Dingyuan himself would return.

The common people present quieted down one by one, looking at Gu Chengzhao with gazes filled with excitement, admiration, and exhilaration, but not much fear.

Because among these common people, many had seen Gu Chengzhao before, and they feared the solemn and stern Prince Rui, yet felt a familiarity with Marquis Dingyuan.

They knew that Marquis Gu was even more ruthless and arrogant than Prince Rui, but he wasn’t a Rong; he was the only Marquis of the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion in over a hundred years of Yan Country’s history, the Marquis who shattered the Qiangrong Royal Court, the Marquis of the people.

Lu Bingxin collapsed onto the ground with a ’thud,’ the imperial edict slipping from his hands.

He and Old Madam Gu had the same thought rising in their hearts. The moment they saw Gu Chengzhao appear, they knew everything was over.

The name Gu Chengzhao, in the hearts of the middle-aged officials of the Capital City, was like a demonic scourge!

In his youth, he was dashing and gallant, yet unruly by nature, never studying diligently for a single day, always either brawling or on his way to a brawl.

At that time, the old Marquis often led troops in the Northern Territory, giving Gu Chengzhao even more freedom.

Lu Bingxin still remembered that once, Gu Chengzhao took on the role of an imperially appointed Guerrilla General, and on his first day in court at the Taihe Palace, he slept standing up and snored up a storm!

The former Emperor was furious, almost stripping him of his status as Princely Heir.

But alas, the second master of the Gu Family was a scholar, and his son Gu Changting followed suit, leaving Gu Chengzhao as the only martial one, and so he was allowed his arrogance.

Gu Chengzhao also loved to fight, from the noble and the royal family to the leader of the Beggar Gang, there was no one he wouldn’t dare to fight.

Those who were evenly matched with him, he would hold onto them and fight for three days and nights, not letting them eat. Those who couldn’t match him, he would shamelessly beat up, claiming self-righteously that the idle nobles deserved a beating for the benefit of the people.

As a result, the Third Prince Rong Jue, known for his literary achievements, would constantly impeach him;

The Fourth Prince Rong Qi, frail and sickly, died early, and at that time, before his death, he was bullied by Gu Chengzhao until he coughed up blood. Perhaps Gu Chengzhao had a hand in his early demise...

Among all those in the Capital City of the same generation as Gu Chengzhao, aside from Prince Rui, who led troops outside, and Rong Jing, who was then the Crown Prince, no one had not been bullied by him.

He actually also wanted to beat up the Crown Prince, but Gu Chengzhao found Rong Jing a bit too young at the time, intending to wait until he grew older. Unexpectedly, the old Marquis suddenly died in battle, cutting short his profligate life, and he had no choice but to go to the Northern Territory to lead troops.

Lu Bingxin reminisced about those years, feeling overwhelmed with emotion.

In comparison, his son Gu Lan was truly a model child in character and academics.

At least, at this moment, Gu Lan wouldn’t hold the Gu Family Spear, its tip aimed at his own throat.

Gu Chengzhao’s spear tip was bright as snow, and his gaze was even more merciless than the long spear!

Lu Rufeng saw that Gu Chengzhao dared to aim his spear at his father, and bravely shouted, "Stop! How dare you attempt to murder a court official in broad daylight!?"

"Ruifeng, don’t—" Lu Bingxin hurriedly tried to stop him.

However, before he could speak, Lu Rufeng had already leaped forward.

Lu Bingxin closed his eyes, almost able to imagine Lu Rufeng’s blood spilling on the spot.

In those days, when Gu Chengzhao wasn’t yet Marquis Dingyuan, he dared to break the leg of Prime Minister Su’s eldest son in broad daylight, and now...

"Who...isn’t also a court official."

Gu Chengzhao’s voice was lazy yet sharp, filled with inherent arrogance.

In an instant, the spear spun, and Gu Chengzhao stared directly at Lu Rufeng with a domineering gaze.

A trickle of fresh blood flowed from Lu Rufeng’s neck, like scattered red lotus petals blooming.

A further half-inch would sever his throat.

Lu Rufeng was scared stiff, too terrified to even scream, falling to his knees with a "thud."

Gu Chengzhao curved his lips into a smile as gentle as a spring breeze:

"Still want to marry?"

"No, no...won’t marry..." Lu Bingxin gulped, stepping forward to shield his son behind him, his body shaking like a sieve.

"Who defied the imperial decree?" Gu Chengzhao asked again, looking at him.

"It’s...me..."

Lu Bingxin’s voice squeezed out from between his teeth.