I Became the Older Brother of the Heroine in an Abusive Novel

That night, although the snow had stopped, there was a strong wind whistling outside the window.The cold wind rustled the snow in the courtyard, and the window paper rattled.

The main hall of Mingluan Palace and the earth dragon in the east side hall were burned a few days ago, so it is very warm.But Jun Linghuan was frightened by the howling wind, and insisted on letting Jun Huailang accompany her and tell her stories.

Jun Huailang was a little absent-minded.

Diancui's abnormality today, he thought about it a few times, and his heart beat a little.

According to Concubine Shu's character, although she is domineering, she does not rarely do things that deliberately embarrass others.She seldom gets involved in matters big or small, leaving them to Dian Cui to handle.

Then what if Diancui made her own claim and did some evil things in her name?

Then Concubine Shu is the one who has enmity with others, and Diancui is just a servant girl, if there is any discord and hatred, people will only remember Concubine Shu.

Thinking of Concubine Shu's bizarre death in her previous life, Jun Huailang felt a little restless.

What's more, it's really cold today.Although the ground dragon was burning in their hall, there was still cold wind coming in through the cracks in the windows, bringing a bit of coolness to the bone.

Jun Huailang always couldn't forget Xue Yan's thin clothes and the pitifully small amount of luggage in the hands of the little eunuch who followed behind him.

Jun Huailang started fighting with himself in his heart.

At this moment, Jun Linghuan shook his arm and asked, "Brother, what then?"

Jun Huailang was taken aback: "Huh?"

Jun Linghuan asked again: "The scholar encountered a snake demon on the way to the exam, and then?"

Only then did Jun Huailang realize that he had just stopped halfway through the story, and then he stopped unconsciously.

He apologized softly: "I'm sorry, my brother was a little absent-minded today. He said that the scholar encountered a heavy rain on the way and was trapped on the boat..."

But Jun Linghuan opened his mouth and asked in a low voice: "What are you thinking, brother?"

As soon as Jun Huailang lowered his head, he met those clear eyes, and the concern inside couldn't be hidden at all.He felt sour, feeling that his benevolent thoughts were too sorry for Jun Linghuan's humiliation in her previous life.

He whispered: "Brother just now, I want to go to Xibian Hall to see that brother who just moved here."

Jun Linghuan said as it should be: "Then brother, go. I just heard from the ladies and sisters two days ago that the earth dragon in the west side hall was broken, and it was cold in the house. They went to clean it for two days, and the hands I have frostbite on my face."

Jun Huailang paused, and said in a low voice, "But he is a bad guy."

Jun Linghuan hurriedly asked nervously: "What bad thing did he do?"

This made Jun Huailang unable to answer.He paused for a moment, and said truthfully: "Although he said he didn't do anything bad now, he will do it in the future."

As he spoke, he added: "I will do very bad things."

Jun Linghuan never doubted Jun Huailang's words.She let out a long oh, but began to think hard.

After thinking for a long time, she still couldn't figure it out: "Brother, if he wasn't born a bad person, why did he become bad?"

Because everyone in the world is afraid of him because of this hexagram, wants him to die, and treats him harshly.

Jun Huailang couldn't say it.

After a while, he didn't answer Jun Linghuan's question, but instead asked, "Ling Huan, what if he has enmity with his brother in the future?"

Jun Linghuan was stopped by his question and couldn't answer after thinking for a long time.After a while, she asked, "Can't you not make enemies with him?"

"But brother needs revenge." Jun Huailang said.

Jun Ling laughed happily and said, "Didn't my brother say that we will have revenge in the future? How can we avenge future revenge now?"

Jun Huailang paused.

He had to admit that what Jun Linghuan said was not wrong.No matter how sinful Xue Yan was in his previous life, he has indeed done nothing in this life.

Jun Linghuan suddenly reached out and tugged at the hem of his clothes.

"Brother, compared to revenge, Ling Huan still wants you to be safe." Jun Linghuan said. "If he's a bad guy, brother shouldn't provoke him, okay?"

Jun Huailang paused.

Then, seeing Jun Linghuan pouted, he muttered in a low voice: "How can my brother fight against the bad guys? What should I do if my brother is bullied?"

Jun Huailang paused, the thing that had been stuck in his mind seemed to be slowly melting away.

Indeed, all kinds of previous lives have not happened yet.

If he went against his own nature and kept fighting against Xue Yan, and watched him being bullied coldly, he would instead become enemies with him.As long as I don't have the ability to kill him, he will inevitably rise up like in the previous life, and then the Jun family will still face the disaster of extinction.

Compared with entanglement with the cause and effect of the previous life, protecting his family is the most important thing he should do in this life.

Now, he indulges Xue Yan to be treated harshly by Concubine Shu, and it will be Concubine Shu who Xue Yan will bear hatred for in the end.If Concubine Shu's death in the previous life was related to Xue Yan, and I am not fully sure to stop him in this life, then I am not indulging Xue Yan to suffer, but indulging Concubine Shu's future death.

Jun Huailang sat up.

"Then Ling Huan waits for brother here, okay?" Jun Huailang said. "Brother, go there and have a look."

Jun Linghuan nodded obediently.

Jun Huailang got up, put on a heavy cloak and cape, asked the maid to bring him a lamp, and went out alone.

As soon as the door was pushed open, there was a gust of cold wind with crushed snow blowing towards him, lifting Jun Huailang's long hair and cloak, making him shiver from the cold.

"Master, it's so late, where are you going?" Fu Yi, who was waiting on the porch, hurried up to greet him.

"I'll go to the Xibei Hall to take a look." Jun Huailang said lightly. "I'll go by myself, I don't have to follow."

Fu Yi was a little worried, but when he heard that he was not going out of the palace, he had no choice but to agree, and hurriedly went to get a small carved silver hand stove, and stuffed it in Jun Huailang's hand.

Jun Huailang looked down, and saw that the pattern was exquisite and unique, and at first glance it was something for women.He raised his hand and wanted to put the hand stove back, but Fuyi refused to take it, and said, "Young master, just take it! It's so cold outside, what should I do if I get sick from the cold!"

Jun Huailang had no choice but to hold the lamp in one hand and the stove in the other, and walked towards the west side hall against the cold wind.

Concubine Shu had already fallen asleep in the main hall, the lights in the room were turned off, and the courtyard was pitch black.And the west side hall is also dark, not even a single star of light.

Jun Huailang thought, could it be that he is already asleep?

He thought to himself, if he fell asleep, he would just save himself from embarrassment, and tomorrow he would ask the eunuch in charge what was lacking, and make up for him, even if he was allowed to live in peace with his family here.

It was only when he got closer that Jun Huailang saw the situation there.

He lives in the room at the farthest corner of the west side hall. The door looks thin and the windows don't close tightly.It should have been a small warehouse in the past, but because the door was not closed tightly and things were always lost, Diancui took all the things away, leaving an empty house.

This house looks like other houses from a distance, with blue tiles flying, but you can only see it when you get closer. The window paper is all torn, rattling in the wind.

Jin Bao wrapped himself in several layers of clothes, still looked like a big rice dumpling, kept vigil at the door, and leaned against the porch to take a nap.He was dizzy from the cold, half asleep and half awake, and he didn't even notice that Jun Huailang had come.

Jun Huailang didn't wake him up either.He stood on the porch for a while, then planned to take a look at the window, if nothing happened, he went back quietly.

Thinking about Xue Yan's fate, nothing major will happen.

Thinking in this way, he walked to the window and glanced in through the fist-sized hole.

Immediately afterwards, he froze.

The room was dark.With the light in his hand, he saw Xue Yan lying on a hardwood bed with no tent, not even a bedding, with his back to the door and window.He was dressed thinly and seemed to be motionless, but when he looked closely, he could be seen trembling slightly with his arms around his shoulders, as if he was holding back something.

That appearance, like an abandoned dog in the corner, is extremely pitiful.

Jun Huailang clenched his teeth involuntarily.Then, holding the lamp, he opened the door and walked in.

The room is very small, there is only one bed and one table, and the rooms of the palace guests are better than here.When Jun Huailang walked in, he realized that the place was backed by the sun, and not only was it cold, but it was also damp, so much colder than the outside.

He walked to the bed in two steps.

Xue Yan left a habit on the battlefield in the early years. Even in his sleep, he was extremely alert, and would wake up when he heard the slightest movement.The moment the door was pushed open, he opened his eyes, reflexively took the dagger under the pillow with one hand, and was ready to strike the intruder's throat with the other hand.

The shadow approached, with a warm orange glow.

The next moment, Xue Yan's hand holding the dagger froze in place.

Because, a white brocade cloak with body temperature came down and wrapped him up.The soft and fluffy fox fur surrounded his cheeks, and the warmth was like an illusion.

Xue Yan was rarely stunned.

Then, he came back to his senses, raised his hand to touch the cold sweat on his forehead, and remembered what happened just now.

He lived here, but there was nothing in the house.He is not afraid of the cold, and the feeling that is painful to others is not a pain to him.

But what he can't say is that he is afraid of the dark.

In the twelfth lunar month of the beginning of the year, he led a team of Yanyun cavalry to defend the city gate for a month before he managed to keep the elite force of Yanyun cavalry and moved them to a safe area.And the final battle took place in the middle of the night when you couldn't see your fingers.

He was buried in the pile of dead people, and all the unrecognizable corpses were within reach, and they were all familiar people, who buried him in an airtight manner.

They saved Xue Yan's life with their lives.

King Yan's last personal guard was by his side, half of his face was bloody, and only his last breath was left.The man told him repeatedly that he had to go back alive and climb to the pinnacle of power in order to recover Yan County and avenge King Yan.

He was buried in the body overnight, surrounded by darkness, unable to see anything.

Until dawn, the guard exhausted his last bit of strength in the darkness, pushed him out of the pile of dead people, and let him escape.At that time, the main force of the Turks had just withdrawn, and he stood there alone, surrounded by unburned beacon fires.

At last there was light.

He didn't know how many people he killed, and he blazed a trail of blood alone.

Since then, he has been afraid of the dark.He can bear anything at any time, as long as there is still a little light.

But that night, the moon was covered by dark clouds, and there was no light at all.He asked Jinbao to fetch a candle, but no one paid any attention to Jinbao.

Xue Yan silently forced himself to fall asleep in the darkness. Sure enough, the suffocating darkness of that night flooded in like a tide in his dreams, almost drowning him in it.

until someone came.

Xue Yan raised his hand unconsciously, and caressed the soft fur on the neckline.The warm cloak carried a faint fragrance of grass and trees, like those thin and thin white birches that can block the cold wind in the winter on the outskirts of Yan County.

He saw the cool and handsome young man, put the lamp in his hand on the table, and turned around.

The warm yellow soft light in the room dispelled the darkness in his dream filled with the bloody smell that made him suffocate.