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

He remembered that when he and Yu Jiaoyue were still young, Aunt Lin often came to Tingyu Courtyard to cause trouble by relying on the favor of her scumbag father.

But every time I come with high hopes, I leave empty-handed.

He knew from a young age that his mother was not a self-pitying person.

In the first two years, she would occasionally show sadness, but she never showed any vulnerability after that.

She would not spend the whole day craving for her husband's illusory love or waiting for others' mercy.

She wouldn't think of keeping quiet even if someone came to cause trouble.

She wouldn't think of making a big thing small.

There will be no idea of ​​taking a step back and seeing a broader horizon.

Generally, grudges are not left unresolved and are avenged on the spot. Even if he did not retaliate against Prime Minister Yu and Aunt Lin today, Yun would not let the matter go easily.

It's just that he was worried that the Yun family would think he was too cruel, but he didn't expect the Yun family to be so accepting.

December 22nd came in a flash

In the more than one month since he came back, Yu Xiangwan has been lying in a rocking chair or on a soft couch every day, watching the snow and the moon.

Occasionally I would read some miscellaneous books, and go out with Ye Zhen'an and Yu Jiaoyue to listen to music and watch plays.

Apart from that, he was responsible for preparing three meals a day, but Yun didn't let him into the kitchen today.

"How can a birthday person enter the kitchen? Just go and have fun today. Mother will prepare everything."

She knew that Yu Xiangwan felt that he had not spent enough time with her, so he took good care of her every time he came back. A man who was usually so lazy now had to take care of his own three meals a day.

She felt both comforted and helpless.

Although she usually misses Changning and Changle, she just hopes that the two siblings can be safe and sound.

After all, there is no time limit for practicing, and I only wish for everlasting peace and happiness.

"Ok."

After Yu Xiangwan was kicked out of the kitchen by Yun, he continued his daily routine of being a jerk.

I haven't felt this comfortable in a long time.

Although the Fuyao Sect is very powerful, I feel most at ease at home.

Yu Xiangwan listened indifferently as the servant talked about the interesting things that had happened in the capital these days.

After hearing that someone had frozen to death in the alleys of East Street and that someone's house in the alleys of West Street had caught fire, he realized that something was wrong.

People don't die as often as leaves are blown by the wind.

"Is there anything wrong with that playboy surnamed Li in the capital?"

The servant naturally knew who Yu Xiangwan was talking about. After all, there was only one playboy in the capital who loved visiting brothels and engaging in homosexual activities.

"She died in her room a month ago. I heard she died while having sex with the manor's male favorite."

Yu Xiangwan: “…”

Well, that's pretty intemperate.

It's easy to guess who did it, but he doesn't care.

People always have to pay for their actions. If they can't control their words and actions, they must be prepared to be retaliated against or even killed.

He knew that Ye Zhen'an would take action when he returned this time, but he didn't expect him to act so quickly.

After dinner, Yun and Yu Jiaoyue each gave birthday gifts.

Yu Xiangwan didn't expect that Ye Zhenan also prepared a gift for him.

Yu Xiangwan accepted them all.

Go back to the room.

I opened Yun’s gift first, which was a small sword made of peach wood.

Yun made it for him when he was three years old. However, he didn't know that he was cannon fodder at that time and was determined to make trouble.

I just remember that this wooden sword was lost.

Unexpectedly, it was taken away by the Yun family. Yu Xiangwan stroked the wooden sword and put it into the orchid ring.

Next is Yu Jiaoyue’s.

As soon as I opened the box, the whole room was illuminated by green light, which gave me the atmosphere of a horror movie, if the beads weren't so bright.

Yu Xiangwan looked at the spiritual power bead in front of him and was very surprised.

He thought Yu Jiaoyue would give him some food or something, but he didn't expect it to be a spiritual power bead.

There is a lot of wood spirit inside.

Spiritual power beads are not cheap in the world of cultivation. After all, they are recyclable items for storing spiritual energy.

The spiritual power beads are also divided into four levels: heaven, earth, black and yellow. The higher the level, the more spiritual energy they can store.

The one Yu Jiaoyue gave was of top-grade Xuan grade, enough for Yu Xiangwan to drain out the wood spiritual energy twice and then recharge it again.

Something that can save lives at critical moments.

Yu Xiangwan felt relieved. Changle was no longer the little girl who only knew about diepian cakes. She had grown up.

The last gift was given by Ye Zhenan.

He hasn't celebrated his birthday in the past few years since he went to Fuyao Sect, except that Yu Jiaoyue always gave him some small gifts. Sometimes when he was in seclusion, Yu Jiaoyue would wait until he came out to give him some.

This was the first time Ye Zhen'an gave him a gift.

Yu Xiangwan opened the box and found a red ribbon lying quietly inside.

It looked like a headband, but Yu Xiangwan knew that it was a Xuan-level magic weapon.

Yu Xiangwan took a quick look at it, then closed the box and threw it into the orchid ring.

He has Huanyan, so he doesn't need any other headbands.

●

The Jade Emperor opens the blue sky, and the silver world loses its dusk.

Despite the heavy snow, the dazzling fireworks everywhere in Kyoto could not be concealed, making the pedestrians on the road look like they were walking in a painting.

Yu Xiangwan stood on the attic wrapped in a plush cloak, admiring the bustling world.

The bright moon is like frost, and the lights of thousands of houses are shining on the Spring Bridge, as if melting the snow.

It was midnight and the lights were still on.

Yu Xiangwan was tired of watching and finally walked back to his room.

As I passed by a house, I seemed to hear heavy breathing.

Yu Xiangwan looked up and saw Ye Zhenan's residence.

He didn't want to meddle in other people's business and continued walking on the snow.

After returning to the room and washing up, he used his spiritual power to dry his wet hair.

I lay down until the hour of Yin, and felt upset when I thought of the noise coming from Ye Zhenan's room.

After a while, I still couldn't fall asleep.

Ye Zhenan's door was not locked from the inside and was slightly ajar.

It opened with a gentle push.

With the help of the light from the snow, Yu Xiangwan could clearly see the person lying on the bed.

I saw the bedding thrown messily on the ground. The person on the bed had black hair spread out wantonly, his brows were tightly furrowed, and he curled up against the inner bed. His face was pale, and beads of sweat the size of beans could be seen on his temples.

This is?

Have a nightmare?

Yu Xiangwan walked closer and saw that Ye Zhenan's hand was clenched into a fist. His short nails were embedded in the soft flesh of his palm, and the blood that flowed out dyed the entire palm red.

I don't know what he was mumbling, his voice was weak and trembling.

It makes people unable to hear clearly.

Yu Xiangwan tried to pry his hands open, and he succeeded.

But now it was Ye Zhenan's hand holding his hand tightly.

His originally fair hands turned red in an instant, with faint traces of blood from being scratched.

His blood mixed with Ye Zhenan's blood, and both of their palms were wet.

"mother……"

"What did you say?"

Ye Zhen'an's voice was too soft. Yu Xiangwan tried to escape from the clutches of the devil while trying to listen to what Ye Zhen'an was saying.

"mother……"

This time Ye Zhen'an's voice was a little louder. Although it was still as soft as a mosquito's hum, Yu Xiangwan could hear it clearly.

This, he kept calling for his mother in his dream, was he recalling the tragic past?

Do you miss his mother?

Ye Zhen'an stammered again at this time,

"mother……"

"……I am here."

Yu Xiangwan wanted to calm Ye Zhenan down first, otherwise his hands would be broken by Ye Zhenan.

He used his spiritual power, and Ye Zhen'an also subconsciously used his spiritual power. It was difficult for him to defeat Ye Zhen'an, so he had to adopt a conciliatory policy.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, the person who was still immersed in the nightmare suddenly opened a pair of strange blood-red eyes and stared at him.

The hand that was holding him grabbed his neck like lightning. Yu Xiangwan dodged by leaping but unexpectedly bumped into the screen behind him.

Yu Xiangwan and the carved screen behind him fell heavily to the ground, and he looked at Ye Zhenan on the bed in embarrassment.