Rebirth: Spoiling the Obsessive Film Emperor Chapter 123 Part 1

Chapter 123: Horse Ranch Outing

"Decree of the Heavens" was broadcast every year, and every year people searched the entire internet for the girl collected her lunchbox in the first episode, but these searches ultimately always came to nothing.
[Collecting a lunch box: a Chinese slang term for an actor being killed off or having their character's storyline concluded in a film or TV drama.]

Over time, this activity evolved into a kind of ritual, a meme that everyone enjoyed participating in.

Whenever someone mentioned, "It's almost time for the entire internet to search for that little princess from the first episode again," it meant that the winter and summer vacations were approaching.

After they finished watching the first episode of "Decree of the Heavens"—even though they had already seen this particular episode countless times before—

Sally's gaze was fixed intently on the little princess's every smile and frown, watching the little princess struggle under the kidnapper's grasp and shed tears.

The kidnapper covered the little princess's mouth tightly, so she could only make muffled sounds. Thus, the little princess's expressiveness was entirely concentrated in her beautiful, large eyes.

The camera zoomed in. Her pupils, like black grapes, shimmered with a watery sheen. Teardrops as large as beans swirled in her eyes, finally overflowing and streaming down her cheeks, falling onto the kidnapper's ugly, grimy yellow hand.

The little Crown Prince's voice was hoarse from shouting. At this moment, he was no longer the noble Crown Prince, but an older brother worried about his younger sister's life. The young boy fell to his knees with a "thud," and amidst the kidnapper's wild, arrogant laughter, he gritted his teeth, enduring the humiliation, and kowtowed to the kidnapper again and again, banging his head on the ground, begging him to spare his sister.

However, because the kidnapper's hand covering the little princess's nose and mouth was too heavy and forceful, the little princess's struggles gradually slowed and lessened. The once pleading black eyes gradually became filled with despair, dimmed, grew vacant, and turned numb.

Finally, the little princess's struggling movements stopped completely. Her body went limp, the light in her eyes completely extinguished, leaving only the tear stains that still reflected a faint glimmer.

Only then did the wildly laughing kidnapper realize something was wrong. He hurriedly released his hand, only to see the beautiful little princess in the red dress go limp and fall from his hand, like a thin, withered leaf, utterly lifeless.

"I... I didn't mean to, I didn't mean to kill her! I didn't mean to kill her!" The kidnapper reached out a finger to check the little princess's breath, then, panicked, threw the lifeless little princess aside, trying hard to distance himself, as if this could deny that he was the one who killed the princess.

"Mo'er!" The little Crown Prince quickly scrambled up from the ground, stumbling as he went to pick up the little princess slumped on the ground. He shook her a few times, trying to wake her.

If one didn't know this was a drama, anyone watching would think the child had really died, killed by the kidnapper's carelessness.

"Mo'er! Wake up! Mo'er! Look at your royal brother, please open your eyes and look at your royal brother! Royal brother will take you to see your favorite purple gold flowers, bring you all the best pastries from outside the palace... Mo'er... Look at your royal brother..." The little Crown Prince wept uncontrollably, his sobs heart-wrenching, as he cradled the motionless little princess in his arms.

The kidnapper was completely panicked. Seeing the little Crown Prince's attention wasn't on him, he immediately turned and ran away, as if the death-dealing King of Hell himself were chasing him.

And in every minute and second the camera lingered on the little princess, her death scene never broke character, truly remaining completely still.

At such a young age, she could perform a death scene so realistically, it was truly admirable. This was also the main reason why, after all these years, everyone still remembered the child who collected her lunchbox in the first episode.

"Just based on similar facial features, we can't draw a conclusion, right? Good-looking people often share some similarities. This child's features are delicate, and Xiao Yu's looks are top-tier too. Also, their genders are different." Sally said she didn't dare jump to conclusions, but her face was already blooming into a smile.

"Many handsome boys can pass for girls when dressed up. Let's set the gender question aside for now. Our first step should be to confirm this with Rong Yu. If it really is him, then we'll need to have a public relations strategy ready," Shang Liu said.

Sally: "I'll go right now—"

"Wait." Yin Chengjue suddenly spoke: "If you ask him directly, he probably won't admit it. Otherwise, why do you think he didn't say it directly that day?"

Remembering Rong Yu's hesitant expression when he talked about having acted once before, Yin Chengjue said: "If you want to know if it's him, it's better to just ask him for childhood photos. Compare them and you'll know."

"Well... if it's really as you say, then he probably won't obediently hand over childhood photos. Xiao Yu is very clever." Sally's eyes rolled: "I have a good idea, I'm sure I can get it out of him. Just wait for my news on whether this little princess is him or not."

The first episode recording of "Don't Look Back in the Dark" was finished, and the premiere of "Blood Mist" also went very smoothly. Everything seemed to be developing positively.

There was still some time before the audition for "The Chase," so Sally arranged a few days off for Rong Yu. After the holiday, he would need to attend the acting training classes offered by the company.

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