I Became the Heroine of Abusive Novel and Her Elder Brother

    Jinbao trotted behind him all the way, holding an oil-paper umbrella in his hand, he didn't dare to say a word.

    He followed his master to the outskirts of Jinling to inspect the water conservancy today, and it started to rain just before noon. Fortunately, there were umbrellas in their carriage, and Duke Yongning was very serious and stubborn in his work, so they braved the rain until just now before they finished inspecting the fields and rushed to the city.

    As soon as you enter the city, two miles east is Linjiang Academy. There was no one on the road at the moment, and through the window, I could just see a scholar running all the way home in the rain.

    The tunic was soaked by the rain.

    "Stop." Xue Yan who was sitting by the window suddenly said.

    They came out today in the Yamen's car. The whole way was mighty and mighty. As soon as Xue Yan's car stopped, the cars of the officials who followed behind stopped.

    "Master?" Jinbao hurriedly came over and waited for his orders.

    "Go and tell Shen Zhifu, I have something to do, let them go back to the yamen first." Xue Yan said.

    Jinbao hurriedly got out of the car in the rain and went to find Shen Zhifu.

    Therefore, the car at the front of the convoy drove off the road and turned towards Linjiang Academy.

    "What is the master going to do in the academy?" Jinbao was puzzled.

    Jin Bao closed his mouth angrily.

    He didn't know, but yesterday his master was so drunk that he was half dizzy and half awake, and he still clearly remembered that Jun Huailang said that he would come to Jiang Academy to study these days, or would he still With that Shen Liufeng.

    This person who does not like to eat sour can remember it for a long time after eating it.

    Linjiang Academy is built on the riverside. Although it occupies a large area, due to the terrain, the road at the entrance is not wide. All the official roads in Jinling City can run four carriages in parallel, but only two carriages can run in parallel at the entrance of Linjiang Academy.

    The carriage stopped at the intersection, and had to avoid pedestrians and move in little by little.

    Xue Yan frowned.

    He came today, and he didn't know whether Jun Huailang was gone or whether he brought an umbrella. Just thinking that he might return to the house in the rain, he couldn't help but come here.

    This will make him feel a little irritable when he sees the scholars all over the road.

    I can't get in for a long time, what if Jun Huailang has already left in the rain?

    "Stop." Thinking of this, Xue Yan said loudly.

    The carriage stopped by the side of the road.

    Before Jinbao could react, he saw Xue Yan took the umbrella from his hand and got out of the car with a bow. Jinbao was in a hurry, he quickly took out a spare umbrella from under the seat, and jumped out of the car.

    I saw his master holding an umbrella, stepping on the bluestone floor full of stagnant water, and walking all the way to the academy.

    Jinbao followed behind confused, until he saw the blue figure under the eaves of the academy, and then he suddenly realized what his master was here for.

    Jinbao smiled secretly from behind.

    Jun Huailang under the eaves was also a little surprised.

    Following the direction of Fuyi's finger, he saw Xue Yan coming with an umbrella.

    Thousands of raindrops were pouring down from the sky, and the scholars who were sheltering from the rain were chatting lively. In the midst of the noise, Jun Huailang's heart suddenly poured into a hot emotion .

    …But it’s raining, why is he here?

    Xue Yan approached.

    It is clear that he is the same age as the people around him, and even many scholars who are studying here are much older than him. But he had a calm and majestic aura about him, and as soon as he approached, the surroundings became quiet for a while.

    Jun Huailang saw that his boots and hem were soaked with water.

    He was speechless for a moment.

    Seeing Xue Yan stopped in front of him.

    His Royal Highness was standing on the steps, he was standing under the steps, the two were looking at each other, next to the green bamboo planted in the academy, rustling in the rain.

    "No umbrella?" asked his master.

    Jun Huailang was stunned for a while, and said, "It's sunny in the morning, so I forgot."

    Then, he saw Xue Yan sideways, and said to Fuyi next to him, "This is not an example."

    The aura was cold, making Fuyi forget that this is not his master for a while, and Nuonuo nodded.

    "Let's go." Xue Yan said, throwing the umbrella in Jun Huailang's head.

    Jun Huailang took a step and was brought to his side by Xue Yan.

    The wind was blowing from the east, and Xue Yan stood beside him, blocking all the wind.

     And along the direction of the wind, Xue Yan's cold and heavy breath can just float to the end of his nose.

    Light, yet somber, a haunting sandalwood.

    Jun Huailang raised her head and glanced at him involuntarily.

    This smell should usually be in the Buddhist hall, enshrined before the Buddha, but now I smell it from Xue Yan's body, and miraculously it does not violate the harmony.

    It's like an angry-eyed King Kong in a shrine, and it's like an enlightened fighting Buddha.

    At this moment, Xue Yan raised his hand, pressed his shoulder, and pulled him to his side.

    The sombre sandalwood wrapped him.

    "Be careful, don't go outside the umbrella." Xue Yan said.

    Only then did Jun Huailang react, and he was a little lost.

    He was a little uncomfortable, cleared his throat, and asked, "Why did you come here today?"

    Xue Yan looked at the road ahead, his eyes did not move, and he said lightly: "Just passing by."

    This... Jun Huailang has walked many times on the way back from the suburbs. No matter which one, it will not happen to pass by Linjiang Academy, right?

    He looked at Xue Yan again, but Xue Yan was silent.

    Jun Huailang had to look away.

     Jinbao, who was walking behind, sighed softly.

    "What's the matter?" Fuyi asked in a low voice.

    Jinbao shook his head and did not speak.

    My master thought he was covering it up well, but he didn't know how stiff his back was when looking from behind.

     .

    It's like a precious treasure hidden in her arms.

    —

    When I got into the car, the carriage and the curtain separated the rushing rain outside the window.

    He let out a breath and looked down at the hem of his clothes.

    No matter how careful I was on the road, I still got my shoes and socks wet. It's always a little uncomfortable to stick to the body wetly at the moment.

    At this moment, he saw Xue Yan's clothes from the corner of his eye.

    The dark hang silk fabric, although indistinct, still let him see, the other party's clothes were completely wet.

    He looked up at Xue Yan, and saw him sitting quietly in the carriage, looking sideways out the window.

    And his robe, wet from his shoulders to his chest, only the half next to him was dry.

    Jun Huailang was taken aback.

    He remembered that in such a heavy rain, he did not get wet at all.

    Xue Yan felt his gaze, turned his head to look at him, and asked, "What's wrong?"

    Jun Huailang raised his hand unexpectedly and touched his wet shoulder.

    Sure enough, the cloth was cold and wet, sticking tightly to the flesh. Through the wet cloth, I could still feel the firm and firm body inside, exuding vigorous heat.

    Jun Huailang suddenly seemed to be scalded and withdrew his hand.

    Xue Yan came back to his senses and knew what he was looking at.

    He didn't even notice. He came today because he was afraid that Jun Huailang would get caught in the rain, so he would naturally cover him with an umbrella on the way.

    ...Besides, the two of them were so close just now, not to mention it was just rain, even if a sword was thrown from the sky, he probably wouldn't feel the pain.

      "How can there be no rain on a rainy day."

    Jun Huailang thought, I didn't get it.

    But he was speechless. After a while, he hummed lightly, turned his eyes away, and looked out the window.

    Just now, the inexplicable warmth in his heart gradually spread to his limbs in the silent carriage.

    He was used to protecting the people around him, and he never felt that he needed to be protected.

    His father has a cold temper, and his son's education should be stricter. And Jun Huailang is the eldest son, whether it is his younger siblings, or his mother and aunt, they all want him to protect him.

    In the past life, his parents died before he was crowned. He assumed the title, and the burden of the entire Yongning Palace fell on him.

    He never felt anything wrong.

    Until this life, even for Xue Yan, after agreeing with him, he subconsciously protects him - in his opinion, there is nothing wrong. Even if he is a prince, his situation is much worse than him. Everyone hates him, avoids him, and lends a helping hand as he should, within the scope of what he should do.

    But he never thought that he would be protected by the other side.

    Even if it is a rain that is no big deal to me.

    The carriage drove quietly all the way back to the Governor's Mansion.

    When their car stopped, they no longer needed to hold their own umbrellas. Some servants were waiting at the door with umbrellas and opened the curtains for them. Jun Huailang got out of the car and was caught by an umbrella over his head.

    The surrounding rain rustled and splashed on the ground.

    He had no reason to think of the umbrella that was leaning over his head in the academy just now.

    He looked back at Xue Yan.

    Xue Yan didn't seem to notice his gaze. He was holding the curtain of the car by Jinbao, bowed slightly, and jumped out of the car.

    At this moment, a small, almost inaudible cat meow rang in Jun Huailang's ear.

    It's a place where the rain can't hit.

    The servant who held the umbrella for him didn't realize it, and was about to lead him to the mansion. Jun Huailang stopped, and ordered, "Wait."

    Then he took the umbrella and took two steps towards the corner.

    Under the white corner, lies a small fluffy wild cat. It's a tabby color. Seeing someone coming, the kitten raised its head and shrank into the corner in fright, but it didn't forget to show its little deciduous teeth and purr at him intimidatingly, like a fierce little tiger.

    The eyes were amber.