Can Drink A Cup of Nothing

Xiao Yu Beizhou didn't like the proton in the Great Abyss, which was about the same size as him. I don't like it very much.

However, everyone in the Yu family likes him very much, everyone does.

From the head of the house, to the servants, even the mother-in-law who cooks specially prepares some snacks for Da Yuan Proton that cannot be bought outside. Xiaoyu Beizhou has always known such a person, but unfortunately he can only watch from a distance, let alone talk to him.

Later, the mother of the master of the Yu family made a speech and invited Da Yuan Proton to come directly to Yu Mansion for a meal. The latter was flattered and repeatedly expressed his gratitude.

So from then on, Yu Beizhou had to see that annoying face on the dining table every day for three meals a day.

At this time, the table is full of laughter and laughter. The Yufu, which is always dark and lifeless, can only find light in this moment.

As long as it is a dish that Dayuan Proton has more than one chopstick, a servant will move it quietly in front of Proton in the next second, for fear that he will eat less. The first piece of the best clothes from the Weiguo Palace was to cut a suit for Dayuan Proton, but Yu Beizhou could only wear some leftovers.

"Come on, eat more. What's wrong? Don't you like today's food?"

Occasionally, I ate less, and the mistress and the head of the house sitting on the main seat would ask with concern if the food was unpalatable. If I get a hesitant answer, I won't see this cook in the mansion tomorrow.

After dinner, the graceful and luxurious mistress would chat and joke with the head of the house.

They sat in the small pavilion in the yard, the owner occasionally leaned on the woven lounge chair, chatted with Da Yuan Proton, and shared some of his past travels and life experiences. The atmosphere was full of joy.

Xiaoyu Beizhou knew that these were just false appearances.

Because after Da Yuan Proton left, the entire Yu Mansion would instantly become silent.

The dignified and elegant mistress's smile faded, and the funny and unpretentious mainboard raised her face. Xiaoyu Beizhou, who was sitting next to the pavilion just now, stood up obediently, and put the gadgets that were just distributed to Proton and him. Returning to the table, the entire manor's status is high and low.

The head of the family glanced at Xiaoyu Beizhou indifferently.

The latter still had a sweet, seemingly inoffensive smile on his face.

Such an expression on a child makes people feel extremely cute, not to mention that Yu Beizhou has been born with a delicate appearance of pink carving and jade carving since he was a child, and he can vaguely see the shadow of the future.

The owner's expression had obvious disgust: "Do you remember what I told you yesterday?"

"Remember, father. You told me to make friends with Dayuan Proton."

Xiaoyu Beizhou said obediently, "But when I went to look for Dayuan Proton, he happened to be absent."

"Don't make excuses if you don't have a good job," interrupted the mistress.

Her expression was no longer the kindness and softness that she had when the protons of the Great Yuan were still there, but instead showed a bone-chilling indifference, as if she was looking at a stranger: "You can't handle such a trivial matter, you trash."

"It's time, take him to the darkroom. Today, the potion is doubled, and the tiger skin whip is used." The mistress waved her hand, looking disappointed that she didn't want to talk more.

So a servant came silently: "Young Master, please come with me."

Xiao Yu Beizhou was already familiar with such a strict and unsympathetic way of getting along, so he gave a straight salute: "Father and mother, the child will retire first."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left with the servant.

The darkroom is the darkest and deepest place in Yufu.

Da Yuan Proton could never have imagined that the bright and warm family in his eyes would have such a terrifying room full of torture tools.

Xiaoyu Beizhou obediently took off his clothes and walked in red.

Immediately, a servant brought a huge medicine barrel filled with dark water.

"Sir, please."

This process is too familiar to Xiaoyu Beizhou.

It has been experienced almost every week since he was three years old.

At first, something called "Witching Gu Potion" was poured on his face. It was icy cold, and after a while, it burned like fire, and the pain like ten thousand ants devouring the heart covered his entire face.

This kind of pain can't be measured in words, but the person who gave birth also tied his hands and feet and hung him up, no matter how painful or itchy his face was, he couldn't scratch it.

When he was a little older, the torture gradually shifted from his face to his whole body.

There are more and more potions, more and more, and once a week has become once every three days.

Xiao Yu Beizhou didn't hesitate at all, and he didn't need his servants to hold his head, so he directly immersed the whole person into the huge bathtub.

Familiar pain came from the skin touching the potion.

However, Xiaoyu Beizhou didn't feel any pain, instead his face was a strange flush/red.

Why this happened, he didn't remember either. It seems that a long time ago, because it was too painful, too painful, so on the verge of mental breakdown, he turned this pain into pleasure over and over again, and finally succeeded again and again.

He didn't feel the pain anymore, he just felt very comfortable.

What followed along was the root cause of the disease that occurred regularly on the fifteenth of every month.

For this reason, Xiao Yu Beizhou had seen the strange eyes of countless servants, and also saw the undisguised disgust from the faces and eyes of the two leaders. It's a pity that he is too young to distinguish these specific emotions.

When the time was up, he slowly floated up from the already cooled water. I slowly crawled out, slowly wiped myself clean, and slowly dressed. When he walked to the wall again, he received fifteen whips.

During this period, no one came to help, and the darkroom was so dark that the sun would never come.

Fortunately, perhaps because of the magic of the potion, Xiao Yu Beizhou found that he never had scars on his body.

Xiao Yu Beizhou was born intelligent and precocious. He knew for a long time that no one in this manor regarded him as the noble son of the Yu family, and even Da Yuan Proton was more like a petite son than him.

Maybe it's just that his parents placed too much hope on him.

The first time the witch gu potion was applied to him by the master mother.

"Beizhou, you are the only child of my Yufu and the son of Yufu."

The mistress's voice was gentle, with a different kind of tenderness: "Our Yu family is famous for your looks, but unfortunately your mother had fetal gas when she was pregnant with you, so for the sake of our Yufu's face, this bottle of potion can make you more beautiful. ."

"Don't scream in pain, and don't tell outsiders, this is a little secret between us."

"Okay, mother."

The young Yu Beizhou nodded ignorantly.

Since then, he has endured abruptly, endured a sickness, and never again cried out in pain.

......

After a few days, Xiao Yu Beizhou, who had tidied himself up, returned to the appearance of the young son of Yu Mansion in front of outsiders. He took his servants to the Proton Mansion next door early in the morning.

Looking at the other face that was still ignorant and similar to his age, Xiao Yu Beizhou couldn't help but feel malicious in his heart.

He had high hopes to grow up in the Yu family, eating whip potion, this fool is a good proton, happy every day, and he is so carefree when he comes to other countries as a proton, and he has no shortage of food and clothing.

Thinking about it, he suddenly realized that before he used the witch gu potion, he looked somewhat similar to Proton.

This realization made his whole being as disgusting as swallowing a fly.

Even if he didn't know, he didn't know where this jealousy and disgust came from. Xiao Yu Beizhou, who had always been very good, still obeyed the orders of his father and mother, walked forward, pretended to be innocent and asked, "Brother, I see you have been here before. We have dinner in the house, what is your name?"

Weird.

Xiaoyu Beizhou has long known about Dayuan Proton. I also know why every time he goes to the kitchen, the cook will make another delicious meal and put it in the basket.

It's just that his father and mother did not allow him to appear in front of Da Yuan Proton, saying that he was still young and should play more with his cousin, Ye Linghan, who had just been named crown prince.

However, Xiaoyu Beizhou had a bit of rebelliousness in his bones.

He once quietly climbed the wall and had a relationship with Dayuan Proton. The other party wanted to talk to him, but he ignored it and ran away.

In the past few days, when Da Yuan Proton came to their house for dinner, he wanted to come up to say hello after seeing Yu Beizhou. As a result, this little episode was seen by the owner again, so—without exception, after Proton left, he experienced a severe beating.

Da Yuan Yuan Zi looked at the noble son of a noble family in front of him, and said in a low voice, "My name is Zong Luo."

After that, there was no suspense and they became good friends.

The next day, the head of the family called Xiao Yu Beizhou over, praised him for the first time, and asked him to invite Da Yuan Proton to go to a private school with him as the son of the Yu family.

The two were just six years old, the age of school.

The Yu family has a great business and holds a private school in its own courtyard. The best teacher and the young master in the palace are invited to explain in detail to the two students.

Gradually, Xiaoyu Beizhou discovered that as long as he played with Dayuan Proton, and occasionally the latter invited him to play in the Proton Mansion, the owner and mistress would not ask him to go back, and he could even escape the regular smearing every three days. potion.

Gradually, he gradually felt that the third prince of the Great Abyss did not seem to be so unpleasant.

Then let's just treat him as a friend, Xiao Yu Beizhou thought.

He has never had any friends, not one at all.

Everything seemed so peaceful.

Until Yu Beizhou's seventh birthday.

Of course, there is only one bowl of longevity noodles for him to celebrate.

That night, he went to bed early, and when he woke up in the middle of the night, he overheard a secret conversation.

"How's the family doing?"

"Reporting Madam, everything has been handled properly. We have followed them for a few years to ensure that there are no problems, and they did not disclose it to anyone, so they were wiped out in one fell swoop. Even if the dark guards of Da Yuan went to investigate, they would definitely not be able to investigate. out of anything."

"good."

The mistress sighed: "If I hadn't been able to have children, why would I need to work so hard..."

"Don't say that, ma'am."

The voice of the head of the family came from behind the door: "If we have a biological child, he will have to suffer the pain of changing his face and bones with witchcraft potion before he can become the appearance of his Great Yuan Sect family. Although it is an adopted child, after so many years We have already seen it as our own.”

"Besides, he was born to look like the third prince, so he saved the trouble of changing his face. When his family sold the child to us, they already gave up on him, and now they are all in Huangquan. Besides us, who knows?"

"When he returns to Dayuan in the future, we will help you behind the scenes. In addition, you said that Emperor Yuan admired you in the past. Isn't the Dayuan throne a matter of hand? When he ascends the throne, we will recognize him logically. Identity, it is said to be wrong. If he reads our good, he will recognize it. This matter is only known by heaven and earth, you know it and I know it."

"Having said that, when I turned around and married you, I still wondered if Emperor Yuan would be angry."

The mistress sighed and said, "What about this guy in the family? Even if we really change our faces, it will still be a hidden danger to keep. I think he contracted such a madness at a young age, in case he leaks out about the potion in the future. …”

"It's still useful to keep him now. There will be no flaws in the investigation when you recognize your ancestors and return to the ancestral family. After a few years, send Luo'er back to Dayuan, and then deal with him when no one cares. It's just that the only son-in-law passed away, and I have to trouble my wife and me for a few years to act like a man."

The voice of the head of the family sounded, revealing an inexplicable coldness: "Dead people can't speak."