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

Jin Bao ran fast, and suddenly, only Jun Huailang and Xue Yan were left in the west hall.

Holding the tape measure, Jun Huailang looked at Jinbao's running back, and was a little surprised for a moment.

...Why did you walk in such a hurry, as if you were being chased by a ghost?

At this moment, Xue Yan looked up at Jun Huailang.

He was standing in front of the door, the door was open, and the warm sunlight fell from outside the window, illuminating the dust floating around him.Like a cloud or a veil, it softly wrapped around him.

His expression is a bit empty at the moment, which makes his overly deserted appearance appear a little animal-like innocence.That pair of eyes, thick black and transparent, like a pair of clear obsidian, after being enlightened by the immortal head of the upper realm, they became spirits that can seduce people's souls.

Only when looking at Jun Huailang, Xue Yan would believe that there are gods in the world.

Because the person in front of him always seems to have accidentally fallen from the sky to the mortal world.

Xue Yan was in a rare daze, holding the scroll in his hand, and subconsciously clenched the pages into wrinkles.

After a while, he put down the book, stood up blankly and said in a low voice, "This slave has no rules, I'll send someone to catch him right away."

His tone was very cold, as if he was deliberately trying to cover up his lack of focus just now.

Hearing his words, Jun Huailang turned around and quickly stopped him: "Don't bother, I'll call—"

He turned around, and was about to call Fuyi in, when he suddenly remembered that he was thinking about something on the road just now, and he had something to say to Xue Yan.

Concubine Shu wanted to make clothes for Xue Yan, and Jun Huailang knew that because of what happened a few days ago, she felt that Xue Yan had been wronged, and she clumsily wanted to make up for him.

And now Xue Yan can be regarded as a child under the name of Concubine Shu.When spring starts, I will leave here by myself and go to the south of the Yangtze River.At that time, only Xue Yan was left in Mingluan Palace.

Xue Yan has a cold personality, and Concubine Shu is awkward and needs to be rushed to pamper her. When I think about it, the two of them will be completely different, they will have no intersection, and they will be cold.

Jun Huailang wanted to take advantage of these days to try to make Xue Yan and Concubine Shu get closer, so that Concubine Shu would not feel lonely when he left.

Xue Yan stood where he was, waiting for his next words.

Jun Huailang felt that it would be more appropriate to say these words in private.He paused for a moment, then smiled at Xue Yan: "It doesn't need to be so troublesome. I know how to measure it, so I'll do it for you."

As he spoke, he took the tape measure and stepped forward.

Xue Yan paused when he heard his words.

He had never had clothes tailored and didn't know how to measure his body.

He lived in Yan County since he was a child, and grew up in a military camp. He was no different from ordinary soldiers, so he naturally didn't have maids who would make clothes for him.

Ever since he was sent to the barracks by King Yan, he was wearing uniforms made by Uniform.Fortunately, thanks to his pedigree, he has been taller since he was a child. Except for the first two years when his clothes didn't fit well, he hasn't had any problems since then.

Even so, he has always had a temperament like a weed, and he can live freely anywhere.No matter what kind of environment he is in and any field he has not set foot in, he can face it calmly and calmly.

But in front of Jun Huailang, he suddenly felt a little embarrassed, even a little ashamed of himself.

The other party is a young master of Zhilan Yushu who grew up in a pile of beautiful flowers. He was pampered and brought up since he was a child, but he has an indelible smell of earth, mixed with gunpowder smoke and blood.

He watched helplessly as Jun Huailang took the pen and paper, unfolded the measuring tape, and carefully looked at the numbers on it.

Jun Huailang was very close to him, when he lowered his head, he could see the top of Jun Huailang's black hair.The faint woody fragrance, like the flying dust lingering around Jun Huailang just now, touched Xue Yan's nose.

He stood where he was, his heart skipped a beat twice, and suddenly he didn't know how to rest his hands and feet.

And Jun Huailang just saw a lot and got used to it, and never served others.He stood beside Xue Yan and concentrated on studying the ruler, but he didn't find anything unusual about Xue Yan.

"It was thanks to you that day." He said casually while reading the numbers on the tape measure. "If you hadn't asked the emperor to search Diancui's room, no one would know why my aunt has never had a child."

Xue Yan hummed, his voice was a little hoarse, and he didn't answer.

He never talked much, but Jun Huailang didn't see anything wrong.After seeing the numbers, he pulled up the tape measure.

Only then did he notice that Xue Yan seemed to be standing more upright than usual, with his shoulders straight, like soldiers lining up.

If he really came out of the military camp, his behavior and standing have a different temperament from ordinary people.

Still not aware of the abnormality, Jun Huailang couldn't help but sighed in his heart, walked around behind Xue Yan, raised his hand naturally, and pressed the end of the ruler on Xue Yan's shoulder.

His strength was very light, and he just fixed the soft ruler on Xue Yan's shoulder, like the tip of a dragonfly's tail, gently marking a circle of ripples on the lake.

Xue Yan's back tensed for no reason, and the place where Jun Huailang held him down seemed to have been acupunctured and cramped.

While pulling the ruler, Jun Huailang said casually: "But after that day, my aunt has been in a bad mood. In a few days, Wenhua Palace will be closed. By then, if you have nothing to do, can you Come with me to the main hall to accompany her?"

The warm breath just happened to fall on the back of Xue Yan's neck as if there was nothing there.

Xue Yan was caught in an ambush by Turks in his early years and suffered a poisonous shot from a barbarian.The poisonous needle was extracted from the venom of the poisonous bee's tail sting, just one hit would make half of the body numb and lose the ability to fight.

When the warm breath fell on the back of Xue Yan's neck, his spine tensed, and he felt a small and soft needle on his neck.

But the numbness brought by the poisonous needle is a dense sting, but his neck is now numb, with a palpitating itching, and the electric shock has passed through his limbs and bones.

His brain was a little dull because of it.

It wasn't until Jun Huailang who was behind him called him again without waiting for an answer, that Xue Yan barely heard it.

"Yeah." He forced himself to be calm, covering up his lack of focus just now.

When it was over, he thought belatedly, what did Jun Huailang ask just now?What does it seem to ask him to do?

Behind him, when Jun Huailang heard Xue Yan's promise, the things that had been on his mind all the time came to an end, and he said with a smile: "Then thank you very much. Auntie likes you, but she is a bit delicate, You need to accommodate her more."

It was Concubine Shu's business.Xue Yan managed to regain some sanity.He thought to himself, Little Peacock can rest assured about this matter, he has long regarded him as one of his own, and those in his family will naturally gather under his wings.

Although I look like I can't protect myself, it is not difficult to protect them.

Xue Yan lowered his eyes calmly.

Being distracted by the business, the numbness on the back of his neck also subsided a little, and he even started to review whether there were any omissions in his next plan involuntarily.

At this moment, the breath behind him suddenly approached.

"One foot three...one foot four...how much is this?"

Jun Huailang was engrossed, all his attention was on the soft ruler in his hand, he didn't notice that he suddenly moved closer to Xue Yan, murmured to himself with warm breath, and rang in his ear.

Another small poisonous needle numbs Xue Yan's mind.

He froze in place, like a statue.

Suddenly, the nonsense that those soldiers said when he was in the army two years ago popped into his mind.

At that time, they were on the battlefield, and they set up camp at night, lit a fire and gathered together to keep warm.When the soldiers chatted, they couldn't help but talk about those things.

"...This woman, everyone seems to be able to exhale fairy air. No matter how angry you are, if a woman blows into her ear, whose soul will not fly to the clouds!"

"Don't look at General Xue with a cold face and don't take it seriously at the moment, he has never tasted that kind of feeling!"

"Hey, if you taste it once, little general, even if you are a bone made of iron, you can still be broken!"

All these dirty words from the soldiers came out of their mouths, and occasionally they dared to tease him a few words, but Xue Yan also forgot them after hearing them.

But at this time, these random words suddenly appeared in his ears again, and when he was flustered, there was an unknown fire rushing through his body, but he couldn't find the exit, and the meridians in his body It's all on fire.

At this moment, Xue Yan heard a clear voice: "Your Highness Fifth, raise your arm."

It was like a shower of sweet rain pouring on that nameless flame.

Xue Yan obediently raised his hand and flattened his arms.

Immediately afterwards, a pair of arms wrapped around his waist from behind.

The hands were folded in front of him.At the same time, Jun Huailang's profile lightly bumped against his back.

The clear scent of white birch, like a vine, entangled him gently.

"Especially those arms, as long as the general hugs you, who can run away?"

The bastard words rang in his ears again, and the nameless fire rushed around anxiously in his chest, causing his heart to start pounding.

Jun Huailang was a little unskilled.He bumped Xue Yan's back in a bit of embarrassment, holding the tape measure in one hand, and fumbled twice with the other hand before pinching the other end of the tape measure in his hand.

Those hands, slender and well-defined, were so white that even the bones were transparent.

It was clearly a pair of clean, beautiful but not feminine hands at all, but Xue Yan's mind rang out the words of those soldiers again.

"You especially that little hand, touch you, can you hold back and kill her right away?"

The nameless fire finally found an outlet, turned sharply, penetrated his heart and lungs, and rushed straight to the three inches below his abdomen.

In Xue Yan's burning rationality, he suddenly thought of a poem he had read.

Immortals caress my top and endure longevity.

Now, the immortal hooked his waist, and he could go down to the bottom of the [-]th floor of hell with just a light touch, willingly.