Chang Caoyu (2)

At first, I was the happiest since everyone loved me because I was a very adorable baby with skin as white as snow, peach blossom green eyes with peach colored lips. Everyone first thought I was a girl but then recognize me as a boy.

They were astonished but pass it off because they thought I would grow out of it but to everyone surprise instead I became more beautiful as I grew older, looking more feminine and delicate. But it all change when I became five and that's when I realize that my relatives and the servants in the Chang Fu all started to look at me weirdly and no longer with love.

My father, Chang younghou treated me differently than my other four older brothers but I never knew why. I came to this world and thought that since I have a family then I would be happy, but my dreams were dash before the age of six.

At five my father and brothers realized that I could never learn martial arts or have anything such as inner force or qingqong. Thus, I was known as a waste the beautiful waste of the Chang Duke Manor or the Chang Duke's fifth waste. My brothers all look down on me with disdain and bully me because of my weak physique.

I was moved to the furthest court yard in the Fu which is the east court yard where not even servants would go. I had only one servant who followed me, Qishu. Even the servants bully us, but my mother never looked at me differently. She was the only one in the Fu who treated me the same and I loved her for that.

Yet, I resent her for not speaking up for me or talking to father on my behalf and turning a blind eye to my brother's bullying. I became more feminine and pretty, although the servants mostly bully me but it all change when I was in my teens.

At that time, I was kind of scared of all the maids in the Fu because whenever they saw me they would give me some weird looks while their face turns red. I could not understand or stand how differently they all treat me from the past.

However, something good did happened to me, no I may not have my father's love and would be treated indifferently by him while treated with disdain from my four older brothers. Yes, my mother loved me but not enough to make a change or want to change my circumstances.

The only person I could depend on, I learned this in both lives…myself! I could only grasp whatever I want myself, but I could not because I was a waste. But that all changed when I met him, he who saved me and believe in me when my own family did not.