kingnovel Chapter 871 Tragic Scenes on the Streets
Chapter 871 Tragic Scenes on the Streets
"Brother, wake up! Xiaomei has found something to eat!" The little girl kept pushing the little boy's body, knowing that if she stopped, he would stop moving forever.
Zhang Yuelu had clearly guessed the little boy's fate, and a look of sadness appeared in her eyes.
"Here's ten taels of silver. Find a decent place to bury your brother," Zhang Yuelu said slowly.
The youngest daughter was stunned, staring blankly at the huge amount of silver notes, then at the little boy lying on the ground.
If she could get the money sooner, even just ten copper coins, it would allow her brother to live a few more days.
Tears streamed down her large, watery eyes; the little girl seemed to already know how it would end.
She suddenly knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing to Zhang Yuelu.
Yes, when people die, they need a good final resting place, and the little girl understood this principle.
Despite her humble status, she was accustomed to witnessing life and death, and she even felt happy for the little boy.
Seeing the little girl's actions, Zhang Yuelu's voice choked up: "What's your name? Would you like to come back to the City Lord's Mansion with me?"
"My name is Xiaomei." The little girl looked up at Zhang Yuelu and immediately showed a hint of joy: "I've met you before, big sister. You are a princess from the city lord's mansion."
Zhang Yuelu patted the little girl's head and said softly, "Go bury your brother, then come to the city lord's mansion to find me."
"Why bury someone who isn't dead yet?"
At this moment, Lin Ping walked over from behind.
“Even if he didn’t die, he wouldn’t have the strength to eat, so the outcome would be the same sooner or later,” Zhang Yuelu retorted.
The little boy was barely breathing, and the chances of him surviving were almost zero. This wasn't the first time Zhang Yuelu had seen something like this; even forcibly stuffing food down his throat was to no avail.
“His body is indeed very weak, on the verge of death, and he even lacks the ability to digest food, but we cannot sentence him to death immediately.” Lin Ping quickly opened the medicine box and took out some strange instruments.
"Can you really save him?" Zhang Yuelu's eyes revealed an undisguised joy.
"I'm only 70% sure," Lin Ping answered truthfully.
Even a 10% chance, let alone a 70% chance, would be exciting enough.
"Hunger leads to death because there is no sugar in the body, so there is no energy to supply the body's activities, including breathing and heartbeat." Lin Ping explained as he worked. "To relieve hunger, besides eating, there is a more direct way, which is to inject glucose."
At this point, Lin Ping had already inserted a needle into the little boy's vein, with a small cup of glucose solution at the other end.
Seeing the little boy's body being pricked with needles, Xiaomei became agitated; she would not allow anyone to desecrate her brother's corpse.
"Don't worry, Xiaomei, your big brother isn't a bad person. He has a way to save your brother," Zhang Yuelu said softly to the little girl, calming her anxious heart.
"Is big brother Princess's husband?" The little girl asked, her bright eyes shining, clearly believing Zhang Yuelu's words without a doubt.
Zhang Yuelu wouldn't lie and didn't want to disappoint the little girl, so she found a compromise: "He is indeed the man I captured."
"It's truly his good fortune to be captured by the princess." The little girl's voice was innocent and pure.
"Lucky my ass!" Lin Ping muttered to himself, almost cursing out loud.
The little girl had clearly been deceived. The captive Zhang Yuelu described was the kind who held a knife to her neck, not one captured through charm.
As the glucose solution entered his body, the little boy's face gradually regained color, and before long, he even had the strength to open his eyes.
"Brother, you're really awake?" Xiao Mei threw herself against the little boy and cried out in a tearful voice, tears of joy.
"It's all my fault, I didn't protect you, and now you're starving to death with me." The little boy stroked Xiaomei's disheveled hair, tears welling up in his eyes.
He knew he was doomed, this was probably the road to the underworld, but he never expected Xiaomei to be here, he could only guess that she had also starved to death.
"Brother, what nonsense are you talking about? We're perfectly fine. It was the princess and her husband who saved us." Xiao Mei wiped away her tears, clearly having guessed what the little boy was thinking.
The little boy knew his sister never lied. He looked at Zhang Yuelu's familiar face and knelt down with a thud.
"Thank you, Princess, for saving my life." The little boy's voice was unusually weak, but his eyes shone with a bright light.
"Why are you kneeling at such a young age? You're very weak. Eat this bun, but be sure to eat it slowly." As he removed the IV, Lin Ping helped the little boy up.
Because he hadn't eaten for a long time, the little boy's stomach was full of gastric acid, and eating too quickly could damage his digestive system.
The little boy nodded, suppressing his hunger, and took small bites of the bun, tears of happiness streaming down his face.
When he was halfway through his meal, he suddenly stopped, not because Lin Ping had told him to eat less, but because he remembered that his younger sister hadn't eaten yet.
"Don't worry, there are plenty of buns left." Lin Ping brought over a few more buns and handed them to Xiao Mei.
"Big brother and princess are not only a perfect match in terms of looks and talent, but they also have kind hearts. They are truly a match made in heaven," the little boy said with a mischievous smile.
"He hasn't even had any honey yet, and his little mouth is already so sweet." Lin Ping was very pleased to see the little boy's spirits gradually recovering.
Children's hearts are the purest, and Lin Ping didn't want to reveal the truth about his relationship with Zhang Yuelu, so as not to affect the child.
"Kid, can you walk? Come back to the city lord's mansion with us," Lin Ping said.
Zhang Yuelu gave him a grateful look and whispered in his ear, "Thank you!"
If those two words hadn't been spoken clearly, Lin Ping would have really thought he was hallucinating, which was inconsistent with the identity of the Nightmare Palace's female demon.
"Are you grateful that I saved him, or grateful that I didn't expose your identity?" Lin Ping countered.
“Little brother, smart people don’t live long because they know too many secrets.” Zhang Yuelu’s face darkened again; she didn’t like the feeling of having her thoughts read.
In a very short period of time, Lin Ping's perception of Zhang Yuelu underwent a dramatic change.
First, she is undoubtedly a princess of the city lord's mansion; second, she is considered a kind person by ordinary people.
The eyes of the masses are discerning. If Zhang Yuelu was deliberately putting on a show, she would eventually be exposed. However, the love and respect these ordinary people have for her comes from the bottom of their hearts, which means that she has indeed done some good deeds.
"Tell me, what exactly happened here? Why have so many areas been left uncultivated for two days, causing so many people to be displaced?" Lin Ping's tone became serious. Although he was a hostage, he also wanted to know the cause and effect of the matter.
Only in this way can the fate of these impoverished people be changed.