Little Yu Beizhou didn’t like the Great Yuan Proton who lived next door and was about the same age as him. He really didn’t like him.
However, everyone in the Yu family liked him, every single one of them.
From the head of the family and his wife, down to the servants, even the old woman who cooks would prepare some extra snacks for the Great Yuan Proton every day, snacks that couldn’t be bought outside, made by hand. Little Yu Beizhou had always known about this person, but he could only watch from a distance, let alone go up and talk.
Later on, the mistress of the Yu family personally invited the Great Yuan to come to the Yu Mansion for meals, and the latter expressed his gratitude in surprise.
So from then on, Yu Beizhou had to see that annoying face at every meal.
At this time, the dining table would be filled with laughter. The always gloomy and lifeless Yu Mansion could only seek light at this moment.
As long as the Great Yuan Proton took an extra chopstick of food, in the next second, a servant would quietly move it in front of the proton, fearing that he would eat too little. The best cloth bestowed by the Wei Country Palace, the first piece was cut for the Great Yuan Proton, on the contrary, Yu Beizhou could only wear some scraps.
“Come, eat more. What’s wrong? Don’t you like today’s food?”
Occasionally when he ate less, the mistress and the head of the family sitting in the main seat would ask with concern if the food was not to his taste. If they got a vague answer, the cook would not be seen in the mansion the next day.
After dinner, the elegant and dignified mistress would chat and joke with the head of the family.
They sat in the small pavilion in the courtyard, the head of the family occasionally leaning on the well-woven recliner, talking with the Great Yuan Proton about his past travels and life experiences, creating a harmonious atmosphere.
Little Yu Beizhou knew that these were nothing but illusions, false appearances.
Because after the Great Yuan Proton left, the entire Yu Mansion would fall silent in an instant.
The elegant and dignified mistress’s smile faded, the humorous and unpretentious head of the family put on a straight face, and Little Yu Beizhou, who had just been sitting next to the pavilion, obediently stood up, put the small toys that had just been distributed to the proton and him back on the table, and the hierarchy of the entire mansion was immediately apparent.
The head of the family looked at Little Yu Beizhou indifferently.
The latter still had a sweet, seemingly harmless smile on his face.
Such an expression on a child’s face would make anyone find it extremely cute, especially since Yu Beizhou has had a delicate appearance since he was a child, and one could vaguely see the shadow of his future extraordinary elegance.
However, the head of the family’s expression was obviously disgusted. “Did you remember what I told you yesterday?”
“Remembered, father. You said to let me make friends with the Great Yuan Proton.”
Little Yu Beizhou obediently said. “But when I went to find the Great Yuan Proton, he happened to be not there.”
“If you can’t get things done, don’t make excuses.” The mistress interjected.
Her expression had long lost the loving gentleness when the Great Yuan Proton was still there, but instead showed a bone-chilling indifference, as if looking at a stranger. “You can’t even handle such a small thing, good-for-nothing.”
“It’s time, take him to the dark room. Double the medicine today, use the tiger skin whip.” The mistress waved her hand, showing a disappointed look that didn’t want to talk more.
So a servant came silently. “Young Master, please come with me.”
Little Yu Beizhou was already familiar with this strict and unkind way of getting along, and he directly bowed. “Father and Mother, this son will retire first.”
After saying that, he turned around and followed the servant away.
The dark room was the darkest and deepest place in the Yu Mansion.
The Great Yuan Proton probably couldn’t have imagined that his family, which was bright and warm in his eyes, would have such a terrifying room full of torture tools, never seeing the light.
Little Yu Beizhou obediently took off his clothes and walked inside naked.
Immediately, a servant brought a huge medicine bucket filled with dark water.
“Young Master, please.”
This process was so familiar to Littell Yu Beizhou that it could no longer be familiar.
Since he was three years old, he had experienced it almost once a week.
At first, something called “witch potion” was poured onto his face, which was icy cold. After a moment, it burned like fire, and the pain covered his entire face like ants devouring his heart.
This kind of pain couldn’t be measured by words, and even the servant tied his hands and feet and hung him up unexpectedly, no matter how painful or itchy his face was, he couldn’t scratch it.
As he grew older, this torture gradually shifted from his face to his whole body.
There were more and more potions, and soaking once a week had become once every three days.
Little Yu Beizhou did not hesitate at all, nor did he need anyone to hold down his head, and directly plunged himself into the huge bathtub.
The familiar pain was transmitted from the skin that came into contact with the medicine.
However, Little Yu Beizhou did not feel any pain, instead his face showed a strange blush.
Why was it like this? He didn’t remember either. It seemed like a long time ago, because it was too hurtful, too painful, so on the edge of mental breakdown, he repeatedly transformed this pain into pleasure, time and time again, and finally succeeded.
He no longer felt pain, only felt very comfortable.
The root cause that fell together was the disease that occurred at regular intervals on the 15th of each month.
For this reason, Little Yu Beizhou had seen countless servants with strange looks, and could also see an undisguised disgust from the faces and eyes of the two in power. Unfortunately, he was too young to distinguish these specific emotions.
It was only when the time came that he slowly rose from the already cooled water. He slowly crawled out, slowly dried his body, and slowly put on his clothes. Then he walked to the wall and took fifteen lashes.
During this time, not a single servant came to help, and the dark room was forever without sunlight.
Fortunately, perhaps due to the magic of the potion, Little Yu Beizhou found that he never had scars on his body.
Little Yu Beizhou was born intelligent and precocious, he knew early on that no one in this mansion treated him as the noble son of the Yu family, even the Great Yuan Proton, was more like the pampered little prince than him.
Perhaps it was just that his father and mother had too many expectations for him.
The first time he used the witch potion, it was the mistress who applied it for him.
“Beizhou, you are the only child of my Yu Mansion, and also the young master of the Yu Mansion.”
The mistress’s voice was slow and carried a different kind of gentleness. “Our Yu family is known for its looks, but unfortunately your mother had a fetal movement when she was pregnant with you, so for the face of our Yu Mansion, this bottle of potion can make you look better.”
