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

Early the next morning, Jun Huailang had a splitting headache.

In the haze, before opening his eyes, he first raised his hand and rubbed his throbbing forehead.

I did drink a lot yesterday.Although he never looked drunk when he was drunk, once he drank too much, the hangover was very severe.

He breathed out slowly, pressed his forehead, and rubbed it slowly.

His consciousness became a little clearer, and immediately after that, he felt some pain in his lips.

He withdrew his hand from his forehead and touched his lips.

...the skin is broken.

Immediately, the memories of last night flooded in like a flood, making Jun Huailang wake up in an instant.

Although he was drunk, he was not broken.

So he remembered clearly what happened last night.

After he sent Shen Liufeng home, he returned to the mansion.Halfway on the way, Xue Yan stood there waiting for him, and immediately after, he drove away the boy following him.

The things I said to him were all nonsense...or in other words, the words he only used to persuade himself but could not be heard by others, but he uttered the truth after drinking and told Xue Yan.

After that...

Jun Huailang's hand pressing his lips moved involuntarily, and gently rubbed against his lips.

After that, there were overwhelming kisses, ruthless and heavy, pointless and rude, the smell of sandalwood and wine mixed together, disturbing the breath of the two of them.

He was almost breathless from the kiss, and the wound on his lip... was also bitten by Xue Yan at that time.

Jun Huailang's mind became confused.

At this moment, Fuyi heard movement in Jun Huailang's bed tent.

He carefully opened a small gap in the bed curtain, and said softly: "Young master woke up so early? You drank too much wine yesterday, why don't you go to sleep again?"

Dim light penetrated through the bed curtains, and it hadn't been bright until now.

Jun Huailang hummed, paused, and said, "...how did I come back last night?"

His memory of yesterday only stopped at that kiss.

Jun Huailang couldn't help but clenched the quilt tightly.

Then Fuyi let out a low voice and said, "Ah, His Highness the King of Guangling sent you back."

……really.

Fu Yi continued: "I also saw a wound on the young master's lip, and asked the prince what's wrong with it."

Jun Huailang tightened his grip on the quilt.

"...What did he say?" His voice became hoarse.

The light was dim, and Fuyi couldn't see his stiffness and nervousness at this moment, so he said to himself: "Ah, the prince said, let me ask you myself tomorrow."

Jun Huailang pursed his lips.

"Young master, do you still remember how you did it?" Fu Yi asked along.

Jun Huailang gritted his teeth.

A dog bit him, he thought.

"Knock." He opened his mouth slowly, slamming each word. "There was a gap in the wine glass yesterday, and I knocked it on the glass."

Fuyi responded.

"Then the young master should continue to sleep?" He said. "Later, the slave will call the young master to get up again."

Jun Huailang closed his eyes and responded.

Fu Yi put down the bed curtain.

At this moment, Jun Huailang spoke again.

"Flick the clothes." He said.

"Young Master, tell me." Fuyi asked hastily.

Jun Huailang in the bed tent gritted his teeth.

"Starting today, no one in the courtyard of King Guangling is allowed to come," he said. "Including King Guangling."

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Jin Bao came a few times.

His master was baffled, he sat in the study all day in a daze, and then he searched for some messy things and asked him to send them to His Royal Highness.

What to eat fruits, books, pens, inks, papers and inkstones, rare treasures, Jinbao only feels that he is a peddler.

However, he was indeed stopped outside the door every time.

He and Fuyi were considered to have a good relationship, so he asked several times on the sidelines, but Fuyi also said he didn't know.

"It was like this when I came back that night, and I really don't know what happened." Fuyi said sincerely.

As a result, Jinbao failed one after another.

However, his master didn't blame him either.Seeing that he brought back the sent things intact, and didn't punish him at all, as if he didn't see it, he arranged for him to do other things as if nothing had happened.

But it won't be long, let him send it.

Even with a thick skin like a treasure, he couldn't stand it anymore.

Who can stand being shut down several times a day?

Finally, when Jinbao brought back the sent things intact again, he finally protested.

Shaking his legs, he said cautiously to Xue Yan: "Master...they say that anyone from our place is not allowed to enter."

Xue Yan stopped holding the pen.

After a while, he dipped the ink as if nothing had happened, and asked, "... Where is the prince?"

Jin Bao said: "I heard from the people in their yard that they went to the academy early in the morning."

Xue Yan said nothing.

Jin Bao waited for a while, and seeing that his master really had no intention of speaking, he cautiously suggested: "Master... If you really want to send something to His Highness, why don't you go there yourself?"

After all, judging from the current situation, Jinbao took the lead to guarantee that it must be the master who provoked His Royal Highness.

Why are you torturing yourself for the love debt he incurred.

Besides, no matter how courageous the people in Jun Huailang Courtyard are, dare to stop this living Hades?He just had to force his way and designate someone who could see His Royal Highness.

Xue Yan was silent.

After a while, he breathed a sigh of relief and lowered his head.

"Wait a little longer," he said. "...he definitely doesn't want to see me now."

Jinbao:? ?

So after this day, Jun Huailang went to the academy every morning and evening.

He has nowhere else to go.The dam is being repaired, and there is Xue Yan in the yamen.He had no choice but to go to the academy every day, pretending to be successful, and reading with the students of the academy what he had been familiar with in his previous life.

Most of the students in the academy worship Confucian classics like gods, and they learn with a pious and sincere heart.

That day Jun Huailang passed by the gate of the academy, and happened to hear a scholar talking eloquently.

"Don't look at only a few thin books of the Four Books and Five Classics, but all the difficulties in the world can be solved by them!"

Jun Huailang shook his head with a faint smile when he heard the words.

Once upon a time, he thought so too.But later I realized that no one can solve the really difficult things in the world.

The principles in the Four Books and Five Classics cannot be realized, even if Confucius and Mencius were still alive, they would not be able to do so.

For example, the precarious fate of his family in the previous life.

His father was killed, his mother committed suicide, and the whole family fell on him alone.Fortunately, he had passed the imperial examination, entered the imperial court, and won the trust of Emperor Qingping.

But the trust of the emperor alone is not enough.He was born in a noble family, and he has always been the target of attacks by the Jiang Party from a poor family. The daily impeachment papers on him will appear in the imperial case every few days.He didn't want to join forces with the Xu family, and the Xu family also feared him.

But the people around can only see the grandeur of Jun's family, he is young and promising.

He was isolated in the court, and after a long time, Emperor Qingping would get tired of it.After that, the country was in turmoil. He couldn't even change the fate of his own sister, and he watched his younger brother die for the country. There were only two brothers and sisters left in the whole family, and a group of relatives who depended on him to live.

... Another example is him in this life.

Obviously, those out-of-control things in the previous life are slowly getting back on track, but in this life, it was himself who got out of control.

He couldn't even control his own heart, and wanted to fall in love with the enemy who defiled his sister in the previous life.

Even though the book seemed a bit strange, even if the man was... he still didn't dare to take a desperate risk based on the luck in his heart.

In the past few days, he has been struggling with himself, and no one can teach him what to do.

For several days in a row, Jun Huailang's mood fell to the bottom of the valley.

And Jinling didn't have a clear day for a few days, and it rained again and again.

Usually, when it rains, Jun Huailang only goes to the embankment occasionally, and doesn't really waste time in the academy.

But the official road next to the embankment is still under construction, and Jun Huailang can't go there, so he still goes to the academy every day.

The rain was so heavy that I couldn't walk, so I had to take a carriage.But when it rained, there would be more carriages on the road. Every day when he was out of class, he always had to be crowded at the gate of the academy for a long time before he could stumble on the road.

This put Jun Huailang in a bad mood, and made him a little more anxious.

Until today.

On this day, Jun Huailang's carriage squeezed out on the narrow road in front of the academy, and after driving for a while, it was blocked in the road again.

"...What's wrong?" Jun Huailang couldn't help frowning and asked.

I heard the coachman in front say: "Young master, there is a team transporting stones ahead, it looks like they are heading north."

"North?"

Jun Huailang opened the car curtain and looked out.

In the hazy rain, there is indeed a group of people passing by.The flatbed was loaded with gravel and covered with oilcloth.

Jun Huailang's eyes darkened.

How can there be road repairs under such heavy rain?Not only is the vision blurred, but the workers have to rush to work in the rain.In addition, the sand and gravel used for road construction must be mixed with water, and the ratio of sand and gravel to water must be properly controlled, otherwise the hardness of the road surface will be affected.

It's raining, water is falling from the sky, no one can control the amount, how can the road be built at this moment?

Neither his father nor Zhifu Shen would make such nonsense.

Jun Huailang locked the carriage and said to the driver: "Go, find someone from them."

The coachman responded, held up his umbrella and jumped out of the car.

Their carriage belonged to the governor's mansion, so they knew it belonged to the official from a distance.The team didn't dare to neglect, and stopped immediately.

After a while, the one in the lead trotted all the way to Jun Huailang's car in the rain.

"This official, what do you order?" The man stood outside the car and asked.

Jun Huailang opened the curtain of the car, and saw a big man standing outside.

"Who is responsible for your road construction?" Jun Huailang asked. "It's raining so much, why are you rushing to transport the stones?"

The man paused, in the heavy rain, Jun Huailang couldn't see the expression on his face clearly.

"This, the officials don't know. The adults in the government office have a tight deadline for the construction, and it is troublesome to transport the stones. The villain made his own decision and rushed to transport the stones at this time."

Jun Huailang asked: "Which adult reminds me?"

The man smiled awkwardly, and said: "Here, the villain is just a commoner, and he can't recognize any adults. He only listens to the orders of the officials wearing black hats."

Jun Huailang frowned.

In this case, there is nothing to ask in his mouth.

Although he also hopes that the official road can be repaired sooner, but if such a reckless rush to the construction period, accidents will happen sooner or later.

He instructed: "It's okay to deliver, but when it's raining, don't rush to work."

Nono should be that person.

Jun Huailang nodded and said, "Go."

Seeing that he was drenched in the rain for a long time, Jun Huailang did not forget to take out the spare oil umbrella on the carriage and hand it to the man.

The man thanked him again and again, opened his umbrella and left.

The moment he held up the umbrella, his face, which had been blurred by the heavy rain, instantly became clear.

Jun Huailang was taken aback.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that the facial features of the foreman...

It looked a bit sinister.