I Became the Heroine of Abusive Novel and Her Elder Brother

    Concubine Shu has nothing to do in the palace every day, but after a few days, the cloak is ready.

    The day when Concubine Shu made her cloak happened to be the day before the new year.

    After dinner that day, she sent someone to call Jun Huailang and asked him to go to the main hall to try the cloak.

    She didn't say a word, didn't laugh much, but she moved very quickly.

     "Go and fetch the prince's cloak."

    The palace maid was blessed, then put down the things in her hand and went inside.

    "This is—" Jun Huailang looked at her back.

    Concubine Shu kept moving, she cut the window grilles slowly, and said lightly: "Ah, that's a palace maid sent by the Ministry of Internal Affairs, called Baiji. I said it was unnecessary, but the internal affairs The government said that there was a shortage of people in my palace, and I had to make up for it. I didn't bother to argue with them, so I stayed."

    She has a lack of interest, obviously she has not yet come out of the shadow of being betrayed by the big palace maid, and she has no good feelings for this new palace maid in charge.

    Jun Huailang looked up and saw that Baiji had come back with a cape. It is made of white fox fur, with a thick fur collar, and the winding cloak behind it is made of Jiangnan brocade, which hangs down and looks smooth and comfortable.

    Jun Huailang smiled and thanked Baiji: "Thank you Aunt Baiji."

    Baiji saluted him, shook off the cloak, and waited for him to put it on. I don't know if it was an illusion, but Jun Huailang always felt that her movements were very neat, with a sense of style, like a person who practiced martial arts.

    He glanced at Baiji, but saw her downcast, expressionless, meticulous, nothing unusual.

    Also, the maids in the palace are all serving people in daily life, how can they practice martial arts?

    Jun Huailang put on the cape and went to the mirror to take a picture. His figure looks good in everything he wears, especially the white fur brocade, embroidered with dark lines with gold thread, which makes him look particularly cool and noble from a distance.

    "Aunt's craftsmanship has always been the best." Jun Huailang looked back in front of the mirror and said with a smile.

    Concubine Shu was sitting at the table, she heard the words and hummed softly, and said, "Why don't you say that?"

    Jun Huailang asked again: "Didn't my aunt make two pieces? Why didn't you ask His Royal Highness to try it?"

    When Concubine Shu heard this, she was stunned.

    She didn't expect this. Xue Yan only moved to her place this winter, and has nothing to do with her. Now that he has made a cape for him, it is already the limit of what Concubine Shu can do. She can never be in a hurry to be nice to anyone. It is his time to thank God for making a cape for Xue Yan.

     Concubine Shu planned to stay until tomorrow, just send someone to send it to Xue Yan.

    Looking at Concubine Shu's expression, Jun Huailang knew that she hadn't thought of this at all.

    He smiled, turned his head to look at Baiji, and said, "It turns out that my aunt forgot. I will trouble my aunt to go to the west hall and invite His Royal Highness the fifth to see his cape. It doesn't fit."

    "Hey—" Concubine Shu heard the words and hurriedly called him back.

    Jun Huailang turned her head to the side, saw that she was a little uncomfortable, cleared her throat, and said, "Just send it."

    The child spoke little, but now he has become his own son. She didn't know how to talk to him at first, so if she asked her to try on the clothes she made, Concubine Shu always felt a little awkward.

    It's like she really is someone's mother.

    Jun Huailang said with a smile: "Aunt, this is the size I gave Your Highness. I don't know if it is too big or too small. Fits well, Your Highness is embarrassed to tell you."

    When Concubine Shu heard the words, she could only say: "Then go ask."

    Baiji heard the words, got the order, bowed and withdrew.

    Jun Huailang sat down beside Jun Linghuan, and picked up the window grilles they had cut.

    Concubine Shu is not very ingenious, but simple patterns can also be cut. There are various patterns on the table, and they are spread out brightly in red, and it seems to have the taste of the New Year.

    And Jun Linghuan's hand was a little horrible.

    She can only use scissors, and her hands can't hold it. The red paper is thin and fragile, and it will be cut if you are not careful.

    What she has in hand at the moment is red paper that has been cut torn and tattered, a mess of scraps. When Jun Huailang came in, she didn't care, she just pouted herself, and concentrated on competing with the scissors under her hands.

    Jun Huailang was so amused by her appearance that she sat beside her and watched her compete with the crooked little rabbit on her hand.

    So, when Xue Yan walked in, she heard Concubine Shu's laughter.

    "You only know how to make a smile, and you can cut one if you have the ability? This thing looks easy, but it's different."

    Besides, Jun Linghuan is also helping: "Brother cut one!"

    Jun Huailang couldn't stand the entanglement of the two girls, one big and one small, and a pair of scissors was stuck in his hand, with red paper and flowers, and he shook hands.

    "Where can I? Don't make it hard for me, Aunt!"

    He was provoked to laugh at the urging of the two of them. That clear and cold voice, when he laughed, was dyed with two points of lightness and tenderness, like a feather, scratching at the heart of the heart.

    Xue Yan glanced at Bai Ji, who was leading the way silently, and thought of what she had just said to him when she came in.

    "Concubine Shu has a more arrogant temperament. It was His Highness that the prince asked you to go with me."

    At that time, although Xue Yan warned her coldly, telling her that since she had been assigned to Concubine Shu's palace, there was only one master, and she was not allowed to reveal any more information to herself. But when he heard Jun Huailang's voice, Xue Yan couldn't help but recall Bai Ji's simple words.

    He tried so hard to integrate himself into his family, even giving Xue Yan an illusion.

    He wants to give him his home, so that he who is homeless can also have a home.

    Xue Yan paused and followed Baiji all the way in.

    Seeing Xue Yan coming, Concubine Shu looked up and greeted him without salute, and asked Bai Ji to bring the cloak to try on him. Jun Huailang was stuffed with something in his hand at this moment, so he couldn't care to raise his head, and was being urged by Jun Linghuan to cut the window grilles in front of the flowers.

    Cut the window grilles, always need to be ingenious and careful. Jun Huailang had never done it before, and his subordinates were rather clumsy at the moment, and he had Jun Linghuan beside him to direct him.

    He didn't even bother to look up at Xue Yan.

    When he finally cut the red paper in hand, he let out a breath and raised his head.

    Then, he saw Xue Yan standing in front of the mirror with his back to him.

      The feeling of the world.

    Jun Huailang was in a trance, as if he saw Xue Yan in his previous life. At that time, under the corridor of Yonghe Palace, he also wore a scarlet dark velvet cloak, adorned with the cold armor. He hurried past him, glanced coldly, and turned his eyes away.

    Just thinking of that glance, Jun Huailang's heart is a little cold.

    But then, he met those amber eyes.

    Indifferent and quiet, still no warmth, but not as cold and violent as in the previous life.

    Jun Huailang's heart was inexplicably settled again.

    It's not that life anymore. he thought.

    At this moment, he heard Xue Yan ask: "It looks good?"

    The voice was low and quiet, sounding emotionless. In winter, the clothes were thick and covered by hair, so Jun Huailang naturally didn't see it, and Xue Yan's ears were already red.

    He just came back to his senses, he actually stared at Xue Yan for a long time.

    He was a little embarrassed, smiled at Xue Yan, and did not hesitate to praise himself: "It's pretty."

    Xue Yan's ears turned red again under the cover of his hair.

    Besides, Concubine Shu is also very satisfied. This child is particularly good-looking and has a good figure. Wearing such a graceful and luxurious cloak on him, not only does it not seem overwhelming, but it shows the gorgeousness.

     Concubine Shu has always liked beautiful things.

    She nodded with satisfaction, and praised in a rare way: "It's just right to put it on, and it doesn't disappoint this palace's craftsmanship at all."

    Jun Huailang smiled and praised her again.

    Xue Yan took off the cloak again. Seeing that it was getting late, Concubine Shu packed up a bunch of things and greeted them to go back.

    And over there, Xue Yan had already said goodbye and walked out with the cloak.

    Jun Huailang looked at the bright red spot on the table, then looked up at the back of Xue Yan leaving quietly, and suddenly thought that Xue Yan had no window decals yet.

    He was still holding the one he just cut in his hand.

    Jun Huailang didn't care so much, so he said goodbye to Concubine Shu, holding the cloak in one hand and the window grille in his hand, and chased out.

    Mingluan Palace is so lively today, can’t it be that only Xue Yan’s window will be empty tomorrow?

    He chased half of the corridor before he caught up with Xue Yan.

    "Five Highness!" He stopped him from behind.

    "Aunt Cai is cutting the window grilles." Jun Huailang said, handing the one in his hand to Xue Yan. "I cut this one and gave it to Your Highness. Tomorrow will be the New Year's Eve. If you stick it on the window, it can be considered a lucky draw to avoid evil spirits."

    Under the lamp, a neatly folded piece of paper-cut was held between her clean and white fingers.

    Xue Yan reached out and took it.

    Seeing that he accepted it, Jun Huailang smiled and said, "Then I'll go back?"

    Xue Yan nodded and said thank you after a while.

    Jun Huailang gave something, nodded at him, and turned back.

    It wasn't until his back entered the door of the east hall that Xue Yan retracted his eyes and set his eyes on the piece of paper-cut in his hand.

    He carefully unfolded the red paper.

    The dim palace lantern shone on the red paper, illuminating a crooked little rabbit.