Oh my god! I've become the vicious female supporting character's brother.

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, Prime Minister's Mansion, Tingyu Courtyard.

Yu Xiangwan was covered in cold sweat, like a dying fish that had just been pulled out of the water.

He suddenly woke up, his eyes red and desperate.

Looking at the familiar furniture around him, Yu Xiangwan got out of bed barefoot, trembling all over.

He opened the door and ran to A Niang's door, looking at the quietness around the yard.

He ran to Yu Jiaoyue's door again, pushed it open quietly and walked in.

Looking at the little person sleeping soundly on the bed.

The quilt was kicked away, half of her body was covered and the other half was exposed to the moonlight.

Yu Xiangwan still couldn't stop trembling all over, and walked to Yu Jiaoyue's bed.

Suddenly I burst into silent tears.

His sister usually dislikes white clothes, thinking they are dull and ugly, but she has been wearing snow-white clothes since the Prime Minister's Mansion wiped out her family, reminding herself to take revenge at all times.

Normally, he couldn't do any heavy work and was very delicate. How could he pick up that black heavy sword weighing hundreds of pounds and go alone to seek revenge?

Yu Xiangwan didn't dare to think deeply, but his mind was clearer than ever.

Everything in the dream was so vivid, as if I had experienced it myself.

Those fears and despair haunted him all the time.

I thought it was a time travel...

It turns out that I have traveled through time and space in a book.

The male-centered novel "Cultivating Immortality in the World" that I accidentally clicked on in junior high school.

The hero grew up in a family of immortal cultivators. With all kinds of treasures and opportunities, he successfully ascended to heaven smoothly.

The biggest obstacles in his journey to becoming an immortal are the villain Ye Zhen'an and the vicious female supporting character Yu Jiaoyue.

Ye Zhen'an suffered all kinds of hardships since childhood. His father disliked his mother and he had to beg for food.

At the age of five, she was abducted by fellow beggars into a brothel, and began her life in a dirty and smelly basement, where she was fed with leftovers, rotten rice and vegetables every day.

When he was twelve years old, he was taken out for auction to serve customers.

She was humiliated and tortured in a brothel.

When she was sixteen, she was redeemed by a playboy named Li in Beijing and brought back to his home, where she was tortured and humiliated even worse than in a brothel.

He escaped at the age of nineteen and was accidentally discovered by the Yunmiao Sect for his extraordinary talent.

Practice improves by leaps and bounds.

At the age of 22, he reached the Foundation Establishment Stage and returned to the place where he had been humiliated to seek revenge. His revenge was not directed at himself, but at his entire family.

The reason why the Prime Minister's Mansion was tragically wiped out was because his half-brother Yu Rui molested Ye Zhen'an in a brothel when he was fifteen years old.

Ye Zhen'an had an extraordinary memory since he was a child. During this period, the entire family of those who insulted him... were all taken into his Wanhun Banner.

During that period, how many souls did he collect into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner?

If Yu Xiangwan had only read the storybook, perhaps he would have sighed that the villain had a great memory.

But Yu Xiangwan knew that this was a real world, not just a storybook. This world had flesh and blood, and all things had spirits.

Moreover, the eye of the occipital nerve is smaller than a needle.

Yu Xiangwan felt extremely painful whenever he thought of everything he had experienced in his dream, and he even felt scared when he thought of Ye Zhenan in that red dress.

He probably has PTSD.

If I hadn't experienced this last night, I'm afraid everything would have developed as in the original novel.

Their family was just a casual mention of cannon fodder, and it had been fourteen or fifteen years since the novel he read at that time.

The reason why he could remember these scattered bits and pieces was simply because he had only read this one novel in his lifetime.

Yu Xiangwan gently covered Yu Jiaoyue with the quilt that he had kicked away, tucked the corners of the quilt, and then tiptoed out of Yu Jiaoyue's room.

It is early autumn now and the wind is cold.

Yu Xiangwan was wearing a thin shirt, his eyes were red and his face was covered with tears.

He had to think about what to do next.

If they tried their best, the three of them could escape from the Prime Minister's Mansion.

But what about the maids and servants in his mother's yard?

How to deal with it?

The indenture was not in his mother's hands, and with the relationship between the wife and the Prime Minister's Mansion, it was impossible to get it.

Even if you buy it, people are not willing to give it to you.

Now the Prime Minister's Mansion is full of people who want to see the three of them get into trouble.

Moreover, Ye Zhen'an's mind is too narrow, even the hole of a needle is several times larger than his mind.

In the dream, some innocent people also wanted to escape, but Ye Zhen'an was always good at collective punishment.

Yu Xiangwan’s mind was full of thoughts.

Now Ye Zhen'an is no match for Twelve, maybe he can be killed?

Once and for all.

No, Ye Zhen'an has suffered a lot since childhood. She is petty and cunning.

Yu Xiangwan didn't dare to take risks with his family.

He was too afraid of losing the stability he had finally achieved.

It's not that I haven't thought about buying him, but he's so good-looking that the price of auctioning his virginity would definitely be extremely high, let alone buying him.

He and his mother have been making money just to get by over the years, and both he and his mother are lazy people.

The money they earned was just enough for their family to squander, and they never thought about saving much.

Yu Xiangwan's eyes were filled with confusion.

When was Ye Zhen'an auctioned? On his twelfth birthday.

When is his birthday?

Yu Xiangwan's mind was in a mess.

Which day was it? Has it passed or not?

No, he didn't celebrate his birthday.

He remembered that when he read the original novel, the second male lead's birthday coincided with his birthday in his previous life.

September 22nd? Isn't that today?

Yu Xiangwan smiled bitterly.

He didn't even have a moment to buffer.

He would definitely have a stress reaction the moment he saw the villain. Day was almost up, so he needed to practice.

Just thinking of him, Yu Xiangwan couldn't stop trembling all over.

He was so scared of the days he had actually experienced in his dream.

Days like hell.

From childhood to adulthood, even in my previous life, whenever I watched TV and saw something like a broken finger, it would be covered with a thick layer of mosaic.

Only now do I face that purgatory in my dreams.

He was still unable to calm down and told himself not to be afraid, but his subconscious reaction and subconscious look could not deceive anyone.

Yu Xiangwan despised himself while encouraging himself, constantly recalling the appearance of Ye Zhenan in his dream to practice his physical memory.

………………

At noon, Yu Xiangwan asked his mother for all the money except for their monthly expenses. Fortunately, his mother always trusted him unconditionally, and his mother was even more Buddhist than him, not caring about gains and losses.

Flattering the idea of ​​earning money again after losing it.

Yu Xiangwan bid farewell to the Yun family and walked into the underground gambling house.

There was a constant noise inside, and people in all kinds of clothes were jostling each other.

Most people gathered around the gambling tables like a bunch of scum.

He can only take a gamble now. After all, the money he currently has may only be enough to pay for the villain's virginity, let alone redeem himself.

The Prime Minister's Mansion is powerful, so there is no need to worry about this gambling house robbing its own gangs.

He has been very sensitive to everything around him since he was a child. He doesn't know the techniques to win in gambling, but he can listen to the sound and determine the position to calculate the size of the dice.

After watching a few games, Yu Xiangwan began to listen carefully and calculate the points on the dice.

The crowd was just too noisy.

He could only concentrate all his mental energy to listen.

Fortunately, after playing for two or three hours, Yu Xiangwan thought it was enough.

Only then did he stop.

Naturally, someone in the crowd was staring at him, and Yu Xiangwan pretended to casually reveal the Prime Minister's badge.

In the capital, there is a minor official every three steps and a major official every five steps.

Since then, everyone has been cautious.

Fortunately, the Prime Minister's Mansion and General Lin's Mansion are strong, so no one dares to say anything even if they walk sideways.

The forces within the court are even more intertwined, and often one move can affect the entire body.

Even the prince had to give some respect to the Prime Minister's Mansion and General Lin's Mansion.

Yu Xiangwan openly exchanged all the silver into silver notes, and during this time he bought a set of pure white floor-length curtains.

In case the butcher is photographed, it is better to prepare a set of curtains.

He is really very attractive. If there is one less person coveting him, there will be less trouble. After all, lust can sometimes make people bolder.

It is better to be prepared than not to be prepared at all.

It was Yu Xiangwan's first time in a brothel. There were couples inside, and it was normal for them to feed grapes mouth to mouth.

Yu Xiangwan walked straight to the second floor and booked a room reserved for VIPs.

Yu Xiangwan arrived earlier, and soon the crowd began to surge.

It seems that most of them are here for the Oiran Butcher.

This brothel did a good job in pre-sale marketing. Just look at the crowds of people below.

Fortunately, he got a room.

Yu Xiangwan waited patiently for another half an hour before it began.