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

I saw his red lips slightly opened.

"Wood turns to rain."

"burst."

In an instant, a thin layer of blood mist burst out from Zhang Jingxue's body, soaking his clothes and sticking to him.

His eyes were wide open, but he couldn't make a sound until the pain numbed him. Then he belatedly groaned, a blush appearing at the corners of his eyes.

Yu Xiangwan lowered his eyes and looked at Zhang Jingxue, who was lying on the ground and couldn't even move. There was no sadness or joy in his eyes, only coldness.

If it weren't for this heavenly way, he wouldn't have been able to seriously injure Zhang Jingxue.

But it's enough to buy him time.

"Just stay here."

The words fell with the wind, leaving only Yu Xiangwan's cold back as he left.

At the same time, a green light enveloped Zhang Jingxue and gradually disappeared, as if no one else had ever appeared here.

Yu Xiangwan solved the big trouble of Zhang Jingxue and hurried to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Ahri was taken away and abandoned there, and he wanted to look for clues there.

Looking at the conspicuous clothes on his body, Yu Xiangwan paused, then took out a black water-rippled robe from the orchid ring and performed a clothes-changing spell.

In an instant, he transformed from a cool and handsome young man into a mysterious and unpredictable practitioner.

Yu Xiangwan thought about it.

My face is too flashy, I should be more low-key. After all, I came from hundreds of years ago, and it would be difficult to deal with others if I were discovered.

So he took out a black waist-length veil and put it on to cover his face, and only then was he satisfied.

Prime Minister's House.

After a night, people acted as if nothing had happened and continued to do their usual things.

Yu Xiangwan hid his figure and came to Tingyu Courtyard. The spiritual energy under his hands scattered, searching for the faint breath of Xiao Changchuan.

After a long time, until he felt the faint breath of Xiao Changchuan, he dodged and flew away, following the direction where the breath disappeared.

The heavy snow fluttered like goose feathers falling from the sky, landing on the streets and rubble, covering everything in a blanket of silver, mixed with a biting cold.

On the snow-white and soft ground, Yu Xiangwan's footprints, some deep and some shallow, led him deeper into the forest.

He didn't stop until he saw a small arch of snow not far away.

Brushing away the snow, the light blue swaddling clothes were revealed, followed by the baby's purple face from the cold and his weak breathing.

Yu Xiangwan hurriedly held the person in his arms and cast a cleansing spell to brush off all the snow on his body. The healing power in his hands continuously flowed into the swaddling clothes.

The hands holding the baby trembled uncontrollably.

This was the first time he held such a small child. He didn't dare to use too much force, nor did he dare to relax too much, for fear that the baby would slip out of his arms. He was a little clumsy.

Yu Xiangwan was very happy in his heart.

found it.

Although A'li is an ice spirit, he is just a baby who was born just one day ago. It is not easy for him to survive a day in this ice and snow.

Carefully holding little A'li in his arms, Yu Xiangwan walked towards the Prime Minister's Mansion.

As he walked, his pace gradually slowed down and he hesitated to move forward.

Although he didn't know A Niang's background, it was clear that A Niang came to the Prime Minister's Mansion not just to simply rekindle her love for her scumbag father, but more likely to... avoid disaster.

So now A'niang still needs the protection of the Prime Minister's Mansion. If he sends A'li back now, it will be like a sheep walking into a tiger's mouth. If Yu Chengyun and Lin Zhiqiu are desperate, it may even implicate A'niang.

The snow was falling, Yu Xiangwan stopped completely, standing in the dazzling white sky and earth, feeling a little confused.

He held little A'li's hand tightly.

"Eh... eh..."

Hearing the sound of the baby in his arms, Yu Xiangwan lowered his eyes and met the clear and bright glass eyes of little A'li, who was looking at Yu Xiangwan with confusion and curiosity.

The child recovered after his treatment. In just one day, the wrinkled face had smoothed out and became tender, smooth and cute.

Yu Xiangwan looked at himself in little A'li's eyes, feeling a little dazed. His voice was hoarse, and he was hesitant with guilt for having made the decision.

"Ali……"

"Sorry……"