I became the God Brother of the Regent King after Transmigration!

The next day during daylight, the Heart-devouring Incense did not appear, along with the people who usually came with the incense and brought meals afterward were also absent—as if everything was as Cheng Yu said, Zhong Liang was neglecting his duties, unwilling to spend time on them, and Rong Jing was busy with affairs these days.

Perhaps the ministers at court were very dissatisfied with his autocratic actions, intending to force the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion into rebellion, causing the Emperor to appear genuinely too busy to act rashly, and consequently neglecting Gu Lan, or maybe it was because he...

Fortunately, the dry rations sent before were still enough to eat, and with the cold weather, there was no spoilage.

The day quickly passed, and the warm red sunset gradually made its way into the entire room, inch by inch turning dimmer.

Gu Lan recalled Cheng Yu’s words from last night, his eyes deepened, and he couldn’t help but feel a bit tense, clenching the candy figure that Rong Miaoyan had given him.

It was time to confess... Scoundrel Gu Lan was about to face the greatest test of his career. Everyone dies eventually; either you wait for it or you bring it upon yourself. At worst, he’ll get beaten by Miaoyan, or if it really comes to it, he’ll write an 800-word essay—Come on, Gu Lan, you can do it!

Gu Lan clenched his fist, cheering himself up, then became dizzy and thought, what on earth am I even thinking!

He indeed had to confess his identity to Miaoyan. This public exposure was even more nerve-wracking than confessing to Rong Heng. When Rong Heng found out, he hadn’t considered these things; Rong Heng discovered him suddenly.

In short, Young Master Gu was more nervous than ever before.

The night was deep, almost the same time as last night, when Meiduo, who had been calm all day, came and handed her new fabric, speaking worriedly in an almost adult-like manner:

"Master, this can’t go on... At least these things can’t be dealt with. What if they’re discovered? You’re a woman, how can you stay in such an environment continuously!"

"Don’t worry," Gu Lan comforted her softly, "You don’t need to come tomorrow. As for the rest... I know what I’m doing."

Meiduo was puzzled, but Gu Lan didn’t explain and glanced at the door and window on the other side.

She then lowered her voice, explained to her the use of the Crow Order, and instructed her to contact Lin He after memorizing it clearly, and to tell Lin He not to act rashly, just wait for her news.

Meiduo still wanted to ask something, but looking into her master’s gentle eyes, she couldn’t ask anything...

"Alright, go quickly."

Meiduo nodded vigorously, turning back with every step as she left. The midnight heartbroken girl pieced her heart back together and now felt heartache for her master to the point of breaking again.

Seeing Meiduo leave, Gu Lan placed a preserved fruit in her mouth, her rosy lips slightly lifting.

Little girls are much harder to coax than Rong Yunhao or the like. If she simply asked her not to come again, she would definitely disagree, but handing her the Crow Order and assigning her a task made her feel useful, which made her leave happily.

Silly child.

At this moment, the sound of a key turning the iron lock came from outside the room.

Everything,

As she expected.

Gu Lan composed her expression, concealing all her emotions. She took a deep breath, turned around, and faced the door as it slowly opened.

The next moment, the wooden door was pushed open from the outside.

Once again dressed in the same attire as last night, the little eunuch Cheng Yu walked in, holding a glass palace lamp in his left hand and a dark golden Qilin Hand Warmer in his right hand.

His expression was slightly stiff, using all his effort to barely conceal the surprised emotion in his eyes.

He had previously said that his hearing was excellent, so he could clearly hear every word the Qiangrong girl said.

If he hadn’t heard wrong, the Qiangrong girl had said "Master is a woman," and her master was none other than the Young Master Gu Lan of Dingyuan Marquis.

Cheng Yu’s gaze shifted but met the calm and sharp eyes of the young boy.

He was startled suddenly, hurriedly lowering his head, not daring to think about anything too bold, and stood respectfully aside.

Gu Lan only glanced at Cheng Yu, then her gaze firmly locked onto the girl behind Cheng Yu.

Wearing an imperial purple palace dress, with a light brown fur collar cape around her shoulders and a golden phoenix hairpin on her head, Rong Miaoyan walked out from behind Cheng Yu.

She carefully held a small, exquisite silver hand warmer, emanating a warm aura that immediately filled the cold and chilly room.

Seeing the hand warmer in Cheng Yu’s hand, then Miaoyan’s hand warmer, Gu Lan knew this was Miaoyan’s gift to her.

She grew even more nervous.

Rong Miaoyan scrutinized Gu Lan carefully... and then looked at the familiar clean fabric she had placed on the bed.