I Became the Heroine of Abusive Novel and Her Elder Brother

Jun Huailang suddenly lost weight, and reflexively grabbed Xue Yan's collar tightly.

The next moment, a gust of wind blew up around him. Before the gravel fell to the ground, he was led to jump forward a few feet, and then pressed against a hard rock wall.

The rocky mountains and rocks caused a brief pain in his back.

Xue Yan pressed him tightly, and some rapid breathing fell on his ear.

Almost at the same time, there was a loud crash of gravel falling behind them, but for a moment, Jun Huailang's eyes went dark.

Only then did he realize that he was pushed into a very shallow cave on the mountain by Xue Yan. This small cave can accommodate at most one or two people. It is said to be a cave, but it is actually just a depression in the mountain.

And just now, the huge mountain that collapsed hit the road, but in a few moments, the entire road was buried under the boulder.

And the cave they were in was also firmly buried.

After a loud noise, there was a dead silence, and there was only the sound of the two people's breathing after the disaster.

At this moment, there was a loud noise.

Xue Yan groaned in Jun Huailang's ear.

"Your Highness?" Jun Huailang hurriedly called out to him and reached out to touch the back of his head.

If you are hit in the head by a rock, something will happen.

"Don't move." Xue Yan's hoarse voice sounded in his ear.

Jun Huailang heard his voice and stopped in place.

"Did it hit you?" he asked.

Xue Yan paused, took a deep breath, and said, "It's okay."

The two of them were very close at this time, and Xue Yan almost completely covered him. While speaking, the warm breath would fall almost unreservedly on the side of Jun Huailang's neck.

It can also make him feel the trembling in Xue Yan's breathing.

Jun Huailang knows how tolerant Xue Yan is. If you can hear the pain in his voice, the injury will definitely not be minor.

"It hit you!" Unconsciously, Jun Huailang's voice was also a little trembling.

He didn't dare to move, afraid that Xue Yan's wound would hit the outside stone wall again.

Therefore, his whole body was tense, and the more he suppressed and cautious, the more obvious the trembling in his tone: "Where did it hit, is it serious?"

But Xue Yan whispered in his ear.

“What are you afraid of,” he said. "If it's serious, can I still talk?"

Jun Huailang heard it, and when he spoke again, he had barely managed to breathe, pretending that nothing had happened.

But even so, the physiological tremor in the breath could not be concealed.

His eyes were inexplicably red.

Just now, his mind was blank, but Xue Yan flew up and rescued him immediately.

There is only one place to hide, but he stuffed himself in first.

…How can this person be like this, at such a critical moment of life and death, for his own sake, he doesn’t even want his life.

What if the boulder hit him and landed on the back of his head when it just collapsed?

No one can tell.

Jun Huailang saw it. He tried his best to stuff himself here, and he didn't care about his back at all. If the cave were a little narrower, Xue Yan would have been buried under the rolling rocks long ago.

"You can't lie to me," he said.

Xue Yan seemed to hear that his tone was not right, and was stunned for a moment, but did not speak for a while.

After a while, he supported the rock wall with one hand, raised one hand with difficulty, and smoothed Shunjun Huailang's hair.

"It's really okay." His voice was still cold, but he could hear that he had obviously slowed down his voice, trying to make himself appear gentler. "Look, isn't this good?"

He didn't talk much, but now he continued: "Jin Yiwei works fast, Duan Shi Shi also knows where we are. It won't take long for them to arrive, so don't be afraid. "

Jun Huailang hummed.

It was only then that he realized that his voice had become choked at some point.

As if trying to make him happy, Xue Yan laughed again.

"Why are you still scared to cry." His voice was cold, but now he smiled, not much kindness, on the contrary, he was infected with two evil spirits, like a ruffian bully.

Jun Huailang lightly sniffed.

"I don't believe you," he said. "What were you doing to me just now? What if something happened to you?"

Xue Yan in the dark frowned, and the smile faded.

"How can you ignore you." His tone was a little fierce. "Can I leave you where you are?"

He pursed his lips and said nothing.

After a while, Xue Yan sighed.

"...you'll be mad at me." He gritted his teeth.

Jun Huailang was puzzled: "Huh?"

Xue Yan couldn't see Jun Huailang's eyes clearly. Maybe it was because he and Jun Huailang were close to each other, breathing and body temperature were intertwined. Together. The fragrance of the white birch was like being embraced by him.

Maybe it was the large wound on his back that was smashed out just now. At this time, the pain was so hot that it seemed to run through his spine, causing his head to sink.

In short, he became more courageous.

"I said before that we are a family, is that you?" Xue Yan whispered.

Jun Huailang said softly, "It's me, but..."

But it doesn't mean that Xue Yan sacrificed his life to save himself.

And that "family", from Xue Yan's mouth, is always a bit weird.

"There is no but." Xue Yan said.

This person is so unreasonable.

At this moment, Jun Huailang sank on his shoulders.

Xue Yan lowered his head slightly and put his chin on his shoulder.

"Don't talk back to me." He took a deep breath, trying to keep his voice down. "a bit tired."

Jun Huailang was taken aback.

Xue Yan groaned involuntarily, obviously in pain.

"...Xue Yan?" Jun Huailang's voice trembled.

"I'm finally willing to call me by my name." Xue Yan smiled softly. "Okay, don't talk, I'll sleep for a while."

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Jun Huailang froze in place.

For a time, there was only the sound of the two of them intertwined breathing.

Jun Huailang could feel that Xue Yan's arm was propped on his side. The rock behind him was gradually warmed by his body, and Xue Yan's solid body was in front of him. For a while, apart from the cramped feeling, Jun Huailang didn't feel the slightest discomfort.

But Jun Huailang's heart fell to the bottom, and he panicked.

"Your Highness?" he hurriedly shouted again. "Dizzy, right? Don't sleep, open your eyes."

On his shoulders, Xue Yan tutted lazily: "How come you have become a prince again."

Jun Huailang knew that even if Xue Yan didn't hit his head, the injury was not light. The injury is so serious that he is unconscious, and he will fall asleep in a drowsy state.

But if you do fall asleep, people will not wake up.

Hearing Xue Yan's reply, Jun Huailang forced himself to calm down, followed his words, and led him to talk to him.

"It was just a matter of urgency, but it didn't suit the etiquette," he said.

Xue Yan heard the words, hummed in a low voice, and said, "Yes, you never call Xue Yunhuan's name."

But then, he frowned: "Can I be the same as Xue Yunhuan?"

How is it different, they are not all children of the emperor.

But Xue Yan has never been a reasonable person, especially when the pain makes her head dizzy.

“From now on, in private, just call me by my name,” he said.

Jun Huailang said: "How does this work?"

Xue Yan clicked his tongue, and there were two more rogues in his tone.

"Aren't you afraid that I will fall asleep? If you don't agree, I will sleep now."

Jun Huailang was anxious: "Xue Yan!"

Xue Yan chuckled: "That's right."

Jun Huailang always knew that Xue Yan was not a good person, but his attitude was never shown in front of him.

I just didn't expect to start playing tricks on him at this moment.

Jun Huailang paused for a while and said in a low voice, "As long as you can go out well, no matter what happens, I promise you everything."

"Agree everything?" Xue Yan repeated.

Jun Huailang asked, "What do you want me to promise?"

Xue Yan paused and said nothing.

This silence made Jun Huailang's heart beat a little faster for no reason. Subconsciously, he seemed to be looking forward to something, but he couldn't tell.

After a while, Xue Yan said.

"It's nothing. As for the rest, I'll talk about it later," he said.

The two of them started talking.

There are things that happened in Beijing this year, as well as Jun Huailang's knowledge and experience in Jiangnan. Jun Huailang knew that over the past year, Jun Xiaowu didn't seem to be very friendly to Xue Yan, and also knew that when Xue Yan moved out of the palace, Concubine Shu was extremely reluctant to leave his weapon rack in the backyard, only to say Figure out an idea.

...And Jun Huailang also discovered that Xue Yan's breath was getting weaker and weaker.

He became more and more flustered in his heart, but forced himself to calm down and joked with Xue Yan without knowing it.

He knew that this would always divert some of Xue Yan's attention, but if he panicked, Xue Yan's attention would also be on his injury.

Just keep him awake until someone comes to rescue them…

At this moment, there was a rustling sound outside.

It's not like the sound of manually moving stones, but like the sound of something light and dense falling on stones.

Xue Yan also heard.

He frowned: "What sound."

Jun Huailang listened quietly for a moment, then said tremblingly, "...It seems to be raining."

He wasn't injured at all, and it was okay to wait a little longer. However, Xue Yan was seriously injured at this time, and he had to be strong. The longer he waited, the more dangerous it would be.

At this time, he was using his flesh and blood to block himself and countless gravel.

Jun Huailang's eyes started to get hot.

Xue Yan slowly let out a breath.

Jun Huailang felt that a cold, calloused hand landed on his face, and rubbed it soothingly.

"Don't be afraid," he said. "When I can't hear it, you have been scared just now? It's okay, I always do what I say, promise you won't sleep, I won't sleep."

Jun Huailang was choked up and speechless.

I heard Xue Yan say again: "Even if the King of Hell really wants to take my life, it depends on whether he dares to take it."

Speaking, he laughed in a low voice, making Jun Huailang happy.

"If Lao Tzu came to the world with seven kills, even if he wanted to take my life, he would have to weigh it. It is said that the scourge has left a thousand years. I just protect you.

He had a relaxed tone, but a tear fell on the back of his hand, hot and hot.

It belongs to Jun Huailang.