After My Future Sister-in-Law Tortured Me, My Stepbrother Took Revenge for Me

My stepbrother was an obsessive madman. He was the youngest chief minister in the empire, coldhearted and feared by countless people. Just because I exchanged a few extra words with a man, my stepbrother flew into a rage and wiped out the entire family. Anyone who talked about his sickening possessiveness toward me was tortured to death. He said he was the only family I had in this world, and that I could only ever look at him. I refused to live under his control, so my stepbrother sent me to a nunnery to learn some manners. Three years later, I had become perfectly obedient, with eyes for no one but him. The day I was allowed to come home, the Grand Princess, who was betrothed to him, stopped my carriage. Her face looked half like mine, but her expression was haughty and contemptuous. “Today, I’ll teach you, you fake nun, what shame means!” She shaved my head, cut out my tongue, and ruined my face. In the end, she crushed my legs and made me into a beauty chamber pot. On their wedding day, she sent me to my stepbrother. “That whore from the countryside thought she could seduce my husband just because she looks a little like me. I’ve dealt with her. You should use this beauty chamber pot every day, husband, to make an example of her!”