A Cai's work The Emperor's Phoenix: The Godly Doctor and the Abandoned Concubine ... Volume 1 Extra 075 It turns out that I am just food...
The Ninth Prince had always believed that even if he was not valued, he should be watched and monitored. At least his brother would not believe him and would not give him the opportunity to contact the outside world. But when he was seven years old, he found out...
He thinks too much!
In the palace, he was a completely dispensable existence. Even if he disappeared, it would not cause a ripple. The emperor's brother did not take a child like him seriously at all.
In the eyes of the emperor's brother, killing him might be as easy as crushing an ant. Not killing him was not because of the deep brotherly love, but just because of political necessity...
That year, he was seven years old. Apart from being able to read, he knew nothing. If he left the palace, he might become like the little beggar in the book, living on charity. But...
He could not accept that kind of life. His nature made it impossible for him to kneel down and beg for survival.
At that time, he already believed that he would rather die standing than live on his knees!
He was seven years old that year. Many princes and princesses were born in the palace one after another, but they died one by one before he could remember their names. Only one or two survived.
At that time, he once again saw the darkness and coldness of the palace, and saw how terrifying it was. He longed to grow up and hoped that he could turn fifteen soon.
At the age of fifteen, he could move out of the palace and live alone in his own house.
Although he still lived under the emperor's supervision, he at least had some freedom and could take over the people and forces left behind by his father outside the palace.
He believed in himself. With these forces and connections in hand, even if he couldn't get that position, he would definitely have no problem protecting himself. At least he wouldn't be facing death every day like he was now...
He longed to grow up and leave the palace, but he had never thought of leaving this place at the age of seven, leaving the palace and waking up in a strange place when he had no ability to protect himself.
No matter how precocious a child is, he is still a child. Even if he is older and knows more than the average child, he will still be scared if he suddenly wakes up in a strange place, especially when this strange place is full of malice towards him...
Blood, a bright red bloodstain in front of my eyes, stinging my eyes so much that I can’t open them. The stench and rotten smell that hits my face makes me feel sick from the bottom of my heart…
Vomited... After he emptied his stomach, the Ninth Prince felt alive again. He turned over and got out of bed, but he stepped on a broken limb. He fell to the ground, his face pale, but he didn't scream or cry. He just stared blankly at the broken feet and arms scattered all over the ground...
It would be a lie to say that he was not afraid. Even though he had killed people before, he had never seen such a scene. It was so direct and bloody that it refreshed his cognition.
In a place like the palace, killings were never done bloodlessly, and seeing so many body parts frightened him.
Swallowing his saliva, the Ninth Prince told himself that he should not panic, and even less cry.
When he was very young, he understood that his crying would not attract other people's attention, let alone sympathy. Crying was an act of the weak. He would rather bleed than shed tears.
The Ninth Prince carefully curled up and moved back, and only when he leaned against the bed did he feel a little relieved.
Where on earth is this place?
How come I'm here?
Where is my royal brother?
Someone in the palace?
Have they noticed I'm missing? Will they come to rescue me?
These thoughts flashed through my mind and were quickly put aside because I knew very well...
No one will come to save me. Even if I disappear from the palace mysteriously, no one will ask any questions. My life or death is not important, at least to others.
Facing a room full of corpses, I was afraid but did not flinch. I suppressed my fear and stood up by the bed, and then I found...
The "bed" behind me was made of skulls, and I could even see the blood on them...
Just a second ago, I was not only sleeping on them, but also leaning on them...
vomit……
I wanted to vomit again, but my stomach was already empty and there was nothing to vomit.
This house scares me, from the bottom of my heart. I dare not scream, I cannot cry, I can only run outside, with only one belief in my mind, that is to leave this damn place...
There was no one outside the house, so I ran out smoothly. I was just feeling lucky, but soon I realized that I was too naive. This place was surrounded by the sea, and no matter where I ran, I had no way out...
What would happen if a seven-year-old child jumped into the sea?
I don't know what others will do, but I know that if I jump, I will die, and I...
Don’t want to die!
Without any hesitation, I chose to turn back...
"This kid will come back as expected." When I came back, I saw four sturdy men in front of the house. They were gathered around a fire, roasting something...
"This kid is smart. He didn't jump down foolishly." Several people were talking to each other in loud voices, not caring about my presence at all.
Come to think of it, any one of these four strong men can crush me to death with one hand, so why should they care about me?
I was standing far away, neither moving forward nor backward. The four of them didn't care either, and kept turning the roasted meat on the fire. My view was blocked, and I had no idea what they were roasting, but I knew it smelled delicious...
My stomach was completely empty and I was very hungry. Even though I had a hard time in the palace and my life was in danger at any time, I had never been hungry before. I could still eat cold dishes and cold rice, but when I came here...
I don’t know how long I have been away from the palace, but I think it has been quite a while. After all, the knowledge I have seen tells me that there is no place surrounded by the sea near the capital.
I was very hungry, very hungry, especially the delicious smell wafting in the air made me want to eat even more, but I knew that I couldn't go forward and sell myself out for a little food.
I stood there, watching them quietly. It was more like a struggle with myself than a confrontation with them.
The four big guys had been watching me, and when they saw me not moving, they started chatting again: "That guy is quite capable, he can hold it in, he hasn't eaten for several days."
"This kid is not ordinary. He must be different from the kids you met before. Children with power always have some strange tendencies."
"What do you mean by rich and powerful? He is a prince and a grandson of an emperor. He is much better than rich and powerful."
When I heard this, I was completely stunned. These people knew my identity?
So why did they arrest me?
Threatening the emperor's brother?
Don't be ridiculous. My brother will never admit it, and he will never compromise for my life. If I were my brother, and if I received such a threat, I would directly tell the bandits: My ninth brother has been in the palace. I don't know where you caught a kid pretending to be a prince or grandson of the emperor. If you don't surrender, you will be exterminated along with your entire clan!
Look, how easy it is. Just one sentence can deny his identity. Anyway, there are not many people in this world who can see him except those in the palace.
All we need to do is place a child in the palace who is about the same age as the ninth son of the late emperor, and then let "him" die unexpectedly after two years.
When I was kidnapped from the palace, I would not be so naive as to hope that my brother would send someone to rescue me, nor would I think whether the people left for me by my father could bring me out.
I don’t know where the people my father left for me are, and they may not receive the news of my disappearance.
I stood there quietly, thinking about my situation and looking for solutions to prevent myself from being affected by the smell of the food, but the words of the four big men still reached my ears.
"This guy has delicate skin and tender flesh. Although he is skinny, he still has a lot of meat on his body. I wonder how it tastes?" A big man took a bite of the barbecue in his hand. It was greasy and looked very fragrant...
But there was something special about the shape of the meat. He seemed to have seen it before?
"Don't think too much, Corpse Three. I've already said that the child is a prince and can't be eaten."
eat?
My eyes widened instantly. I knew what kind of meat that big man ate. It was...
Human arm.
I just saw in the house that the big man was eating human flesh...
"The mutton this time is really skinny. I don't know what those people are doing. Every time they stay, they are skinny and small. Can't they fatten them up a little?"
Shi San's words attracted the other people to echo: "My teeth are already worn out from eating such tough meat every day, without any oil or water, how can I have the energy to work?"
"That kid doesn't look good, and he still has some meat on his body. He hasn't been poisoned. Why don't we catch him and roast him for food?" Somehow, as they were talking, the group of people turned their gazes towards me, and the way they looked at me...
It's like looking at a pig!
A pig ready to be roasted over a fire.
I forgot what I felt at the time, but I wasn’t afraid, because…
By that time, I had decided that I would rather jump into the sea than be roasted and eaten.
Being eaten by fish is better than being eaten by others. At that time, I already understood what it meant to choose the lesser of two evils!
Fortunately, the other party seemed to be very afraid of my identity and only dared to talk but not take action. They said a few unpleasant words, and then...
One of them warned: "This person is instructed by the higher-ups to be a person of special care. We don't care whether he survives or not, but we can't eat him."
At the reminder of one of them, a piece of roasted human flesh was thrown to me. At the reminder of one of them, a piece of roasted human flesh was thrown to me.
At the reminder of one of them, they threw a piece of roasted human meat to me and left without looking back, not worrying that I would run away, or that they were sure I would not be able to escape...
Looking at the golden roasted human flesh in front of me, I found that I was not afraid at all, but laughed instead...
Hahaha……
It turns out that in the eyes of others, I am just a meal.
Human life is so cheap.
At this moment, I seem to understand what it means: Heaven and earth are unkind and treat all things as straw dogs; sages are unkind and treat the people as straw dogs.
At the same time, I was thankful that I had a good family background, so these people didn't dare to attack me and roast me and eat me...
As for the human flesh on the ground?
I sneered...