☆ 2. Chapter 1 The Role of the Firstborn SonChapter 1 The Role of the First Son of a Bastard
When Wen Lun woke up, he was in so much pain that his mind was dazed for a while. It took him a long time to recover. It wasn't that the pain was relieved, but that he was able to adapt to it a little. If he hadn't been in so much pain that he couldn't even find his hands and feet, he would definitely have banged his head against the wall.
Although Wen Lun didn't grow up in a wealthy family, he is now an only child, and all of them are spoiled. Wen Lun lived to the age of 20, but he was only a sophomore. The greatest pain he had ever felt in his life was falling when he was learning to ride a bicycle. If the pain now didn't reach his forehead, he would have suspected that he was giving birth!
After he was soaked in cold sweat for three times, he finally regained some thinking ability.
His first reaction was: Is this how it is?
His second reaction was: Can it be more miserable?
How useless is this original body? As the eldest son of a county earl, it is really bizarre that he can get to this point. Although he is the eldest son of a concubine, his mother is his father's true love. As a result, he is loved by his father more than the legitimate sons and daughters. Now his father is seriously ill and dying. Instead of serving him at the bedside, he is tortured to death by his legitimate brothers and sisters. The extra years he has lived compared to his brothers and sisters, is it a waste of time?
Wen Lun was still having a headache when he heard the noise coming from outside.
"The eldest master hasn't woken up yet, so the third and fourth masters and the eldest lady don't need to go in, lest they get sick." The middle-aged woman's voice was very flattering.
"Get out! How can I, as a younger brother, not come to see the eldest brother?" The young man's voice tried to be majestic.
"How dare I? I'm not doing this for the sake of the masters... Ouch! Fourth master, don't stretch your feet, or I'll trip you!"
"Shh! Get out of here!" The boy's voice was very arrogant and willful.
"What are you talking about?" Along with the girl's voice, there was the sound of the wooden door being pushed open, "Fenhe, go guard outside the door."
"Yes."
After a while, the boy's voice sounded: "Bullshit young master, a concubine's son is not worthy of him!"
The girl immediately said: "Wen, Jing, Sheng, how can you talk like that?"
The boy was obviously not convinced: "Why do you say that? Don't you think so in your heart?"
The young man stopped her and said: "Okay. Jingsheng, sister is right. You can think about it in your heart, but you can't say it."
The boy sneered: "But you can do it, right?" The boy
and the girl were silent for a while, and the girl said: "Our eldest brother is really lucky."
The boy sighed very honestly: "It's a pity that I spent three taels of silver on that penny of Life-Taking Powder! It turns out that it is not as effective as three cents of rat poison!"
The boy Wen Jingsheng said: "Brother and sister are too soft-hearted. Sister, since you falsely accused 'our eldest brother' of having an affair with Zilian, why did you lock him up in the woodshed? He was released before he could even be locked up for two nights."
The girl giggled: "I did this because you pushed him into the lotus pond and his whole body was wet. I didn't give him time to change clothes."
The young man Nian sighed: "You guys... Sister, you didn't even think about it carefully. Big brother was still in the lotus pond at that time, how could he have anything to do with your maid Zi Lian?"
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