Chapter 866 (2/2)

Xiao He said that he had prepared a hell for her. From then on, she would spend it in hell.

(this side of Xiaohe comes to an end for the time being.)

Northern Xinjiang.

In winter, the grass leaves are withered and yellow, cattle and sheep curl up, still looking for business.

Under the low fence, a man in a thick gray felt coat curled up with his hands around him.

He was very dirty and smelly. His hair was in hard locks. When he looked closely, there were large black lice crawling around, and some even drilled into his body along the collar.

His face and hands, wherever he could see the meat, had formed a thick layer of dirt and could not see any skin color. Only those two eyes, sometimes a round, let people know that he was still alive.

There are countless unknown insects crawling around at the foot where there is a mass of meat missing.

He was hungry at last.

Grab the food and put it in your mouth.

He didn't know what he was eating, as long as he could fill his stomach.

”Baa, baa!”

The hungry sheep gave a tearing cry.

This winter, it's hard to get through.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps.

Feng Qianyue was herding sheep here. He rarely heard footsteps. His eyes moved.

”Listen, no matter what the weather is like, you can't lose one of these cattle and sheep. If you lose one, report it up, and you can't finish eating and go around.”

The bodyguard who came to inspect it later said loudly.

Feng Qianyue turned around, nodded and said, ”yes, sir, I see.”

When he nodded, the lice on his head fell on the dark clothes one by one.

When the two bodyguards saw him, a feeling of nausea surged up in his stomach.

I can't stay any longer.

The two men rode their horses and left here quickly.

”It's hard to imagine that this is a Royal Highness who grew up with a golden key. How can he tolerate these dirty and smelly lice and insects.” One of the guards shook his head and said.

”Since he came here, he hasn't even taken a bath. Can he not smell or attract lice?” Said the other.

”In other words, he has been here for more than half a year, and the only thing he has said to us is that - yes, sir, I see. It seems that he is completely desperate. ”

”Can we not despair? His life is worse than death now. A prince has been demoted to northern Xinjiang to herd sheep. His future is completely over, especially the four Highnesses Feng Qianyue don't even have a powerful mother and grandfather. Coming here is tantamount to seeing death. ”

”Hey, it's better to die. What's the meaning of living like this? I don't know how he stuck to it. ”

”Hey, it seems that there's nothing good about being a prince. There's prosperity, hunger and cold. There's no guarantee for the evening. It's also possible to wait for death.”