I became the God Brother of the Regent King after Transmigration!-Chapter 261 - 187: Try and Die

"These are matters from over ten years ago, let me think," Du Changning looked at Rong Heng, lost in thought.

After a long contemplation, Du Changning suddenly touched his waist, took out a wine gourd, and said:

"Hiss—Heng, why do you think my wine gourd is empty?"

Rong Heng’s temple twitched: "...No mentor would ask their student for wine."

"I’m poor, student. It’s not easy raising you to this age. What’s wrong with asking for some wine money?" Du Changning said, feigning misery.

Who was Rong Heng? He was a legendary miser with no money to spare. He sneered and said, "You weren’t the one who raised me."

At this moment, the little child who had been staring blankly at Rong Heng suddenly tugged his sleeve and said, "Senior brother, the master still has money, it’s just hidden under his insole."

Du Changning shouted angrily, "Hey, you little girl, why are you exposing your master?"

"Little girl?"

Rong Heng instinctively frowned, carefully examining the "junior brother" who just appeared, no, "junior sister."

Du Changning snorted, "What? This is your junior sister, called Bao’er, she’s ten years old now. She likes dressing as a boy, it’s more convenient when wandering the world."

Bao’er gave Rong Heng a bright smile. She was at the age of changing teeth, revealing a gap in her smile.

Only then did Du Changning reluctantly say, "Years ago, Gu Yuan came to me seeking a prescription for his youngest daughter, Gu Chengluan."

Gu Yuan is the name of the old Marquis of the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion.

Rong Heng said, "I already know about that. What I want to ask is whether Gu Chengluan has any hidden illnesses? I’m afraid she..."

Rong Heng thought for a moment, feeling that the words Gu Lan used before matched his intention best: "I’m afraid she’ll pass it on to Gu Lan."

"Gu Lan?" Du Changning was taken aback, a teasing look flashed in his eyes, "Oh, it’s that precious Young Master of the Gu Family, how did you get involved with her, Heng? And you’re worried if she has any hidden illnesses."

"Enough nonsense."

Du Changning coughed and said, "Rest assured, Gu Chengluan is not ill."

"Then what prescription did the Gu Family ask you for?"

Du Changning stroked his beard and sighed, "I promised Gu Yuan to keep it a secret for him."

Rong Heng casually took out a dagger from his waist, stroking the blade, and asked back, "Master, do you think killing one’s master is outrageous?"

"..." Du Changning’s brows jumped, and he immediately lamented, "But Gu Chengluan has already passed, and as people say, ’when someone dies, their lights go out.’ Fine, I will tell you.

Gu Chengluan had no illness. Gu Yuan sought a secret recipe from me, which I painstakingly researched over the years: a concoction that allows a woman’s delicate pulse to appear calm, steady, and strong like a man’s."

Rong Heng was stunned, never expecting Du Changning to say such a thing.

"Are you saying you used pharmacology to help...Gu Chengluan cross-dress as a man?"

Du Changning nodded, "It was all at Gu Yuan’s request. He couldn’t handle his daughter’s petulance, didn’t want her to join the army, yet wanted to fool the army doctor, so he adopted this last resort. It cost him thousands of taels, hehe."

Rong Heng: "You’re really black-hearted."

Du Changning smiled slightly, "How can you call it black-hearted? It was consensual. I made a deal with the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion."

Rong Heng lowered his head and glanced at Bao’er, "What about her? Has she taken the medicine as well?"

"Bao’er hasn’t. She’s still young, and anyway, her gender isn’t distinct yet."

Rong Heng furrowed his brows and asked again, "What you said about women displaying a man’s pulse after taking the medicine, what is it like?"

Du Changning recalled and said,

"Although a woman can exhibit a man’s pulse, it’s influenced by their constitution. Gu Chengluan’s pulse at the time seemed like that of a frail man, weakened by overwork."

Rong Heng was stunned, unable to control his thoughts drifting to Gu Lan.

Weak constitution,

Weakened by overwork,

Even kidney deficiency.

This was exactly the condition when he took Gu Lan’s pulse earlier.

"Is there a cure?"

"This isn’t a poison. One will automatically recover after stopping the medicine, but there’s no particular remedy. After all, it’s merely a disruption of the pulse pattern."

Rong Heng’s mind was thrown into chaos. Could it be... Gu Lan wasn’t frail, but was also taking Du Changning’s medicine, and she is cross-dressing as a man?

...

"Taking a pulse is a subtle matter, any external factor can affect the accuracy of the pulse reading. Sometimes when it gets cold, blood vessels contract and become narrow, slowing blood flow. That’s normal; suspecting Gu Lan of cross-dressing based solely on frailty isn’t appropriate."

On the way back, Du Changning’s words echoed in Rong Heng’s mind.

Rong Heng knew, Du Changning was making a lot of sense.

Who would cross-dress as a man for no reason? And after cross-dressing, even want to become sworn brothers?

Yet... he remembered seeing Bao’er just now; Du Changning said it’s more convenient to roam the world dressed as a man.

Moreover, Gu Lan has the potential for this kind of situation; her aunt serves as a precedent.

Rong Heng lowered his eyes, recalling the time he carried Gu Lan on his back and felt...

In this world, do women really fart and eat garlic in front of others?

Last time, he also suspected Xie Yun, but it turned out to be baseless.

At that time, he even felt Gu Lan’s small Adam’s apple.

But Rong Heng thought again, some slender women can also have a protruding Adam’s apple.

Rong Heng was even more conflicted.

He thought of Gu Lan saying she wanted to find a secret to enhance Zijin’s figure, with a gleam in her eyes. He took a deep breath, shook his head, and thought his imagination was utterly ridiculous. It must be the alcohol influencing him today, leading to such strange thoughts.

Rong Heng was so caught up in suspicion that he didn’t even care about his master’s well-being.

Zhang Fengcai wouldn’t kill him, so let him stay at the Zhang Family to treat Zhang Ruoshui’s illness.

Rong Heng returned to Rong Baoyi’s residence but found the drinking crowd had already dispersed and didn’t wait for him.

Rong Heng had no choice but to return to the camp alone. As a Military Discussion Captain, like Gu Lan, he had his own tent adjacent to Gu Lan’s.

"Captain."

The Dingyuan Army saluted Rong Heng.

Rong Heng nodded and was about to step into his tent when he suddenly changed his mind.

Instead of doubting whether Gu Lan was disguising as a man, he decided to verify it himself, just like when he shared the restroom with Xie Yun.

The Fifth Young Master Rong is a typical man of action.

The next moment, Rong Heng turned around and gently pushed open the door to Gu Lan’s tent.

In the pitch-black and silent room, Rong Heng felt his heartbeat slow down a beat, involuntarily growing tense.

So much so that he didn’t notice there used to be a Luminous Pearl in Gu Lan’s tent, but it was now in total darkness.

He couldn’t help but begin to imagine, what if Gu Lan really was a woman?

Rong Heng’s eyes slightly narrowed, his gaze landing on the bed ahead.

A faint scent of alcohol tickled his nose along with some heavy breathing. It seemed Gu Lan was drunk.

Just as well, if she were awake, he wouldn’t know how to explain himself.

If Gu Lan knew... she’d surely think he was a pervert!

Rong Heng slowly moved his feet, finally standing by Gu Lan’s bedside.

He stared at the lump under the covers in the dark, unable to see the face clearly.

Rong Heng extended a hand and swiftly, silently reached under the quilt!

...

Everything that should be there, was there.

I really am a pervert!

Rong Heng twitched his mouth, just about to withdraw his hand when the tent’s curtain was suddenly lifted from the outside.

Rong Heng quickly turned, only to see Gu Lan entering from the entrance, holding an oil lamp.

Then who...

Who was on the bed?

Whose body did he touch!?

Su Zixiao felt the light, muttered something unintelligible, and finally opened his eyes. Simultaneously, he also felt a hand inside his clothes under the quilt.

Four eyes met; the gazes were those of Rong Heng and Su Zixiao.

By the lamp’s light, Rong Heng finally saw that the face under the covers belonged to Su Zixiao.

For a moment, Rong Heng thought he definitely drank too much and walked into the wrong room.

After a brief silence, he withdrew his hand, standing calmly at one side, as if nothing happened, his expression serene and unruffled.

Gu Lan watched Rong Heng’s series of operations with wide eyes and thought, indeed, he was worthy of being the future War God of Dayan, the male protagonist of the novel, truly unfazed even as a mountain crumbles before his eyes.

She placed the oil lamp on the table, pulled a chair over and sat down, interrogating, "Brother Hang, why are you in my room?"

Su Zixiao lay still wrapped in the blankets, shivering, finally coming back to his senses, staring in shock at Rong Heng, bewilderedly shouting, "Rong Heng, why did you touch me!"

"You’re mistaken," Rong Heng calmly glanced at Gu Lan and composedly diverted the topic, "Why is he in your room."

Gu Lan looked at Su Zixiao, "Why are you in my room."

Su Zixiao: "I’m in your room?"