The more Qin Yanfeng disobeyed him, the worse he was beaten. In the end, Qin Yanfeng, who was beaten to death, no longer had the strength to resist.

The kitchen steward snorted, looked at Qin Yanfeng lying on the ground with disgust, and said, "Are you dead, if you don't die, get up for Lao Tzu!" Get up and get to work! I'll feed you and drink for you, and you're so useless? Phew, I've been raising you for a few days! ”

The kitchen steward scolded and left, leaving Qin Yanfeng alone.

Suddenly it snowed in the sky, and the snow fell one after another, falling to the ground. Qin Yanfeng felt a little chilled, when he came, it was still autumn, the weather was just a little cold, not very cold, and now it has only been a few days, and it will be winter.

His clothes were thin, and they were now clinging to his body.

He clenched his arms tightly, shivering with cold.

Blood oozed from his freshly whipped back, glued to his clothes, but he didn't realize it.

Maybe the hatred in his heart made him forget the physical pain, or maybe he was in too much pain so he was numb.

Qin Yanfeng felt that he didn't want to continue to stay in this ghost place, the person in charge of the kitchen was not a good person, and he would abuse people at every turn. Qin Yanfeng is also a prince, he has been raised by Jin Jiaoyu since he was a child, where has he suffered like this. Moreover, this suffering is not only physical pain, but also personality humiliation.

He regards dignity as life, he would rather give his life, he does not want to be humiliated by others, he does not want to live in such shame, he wants to change......

However, this is a military region, and there are people guarding the outside and inside of the door, how can he escape? Qin Yanfeng was silent, although his thoughts were very beautiful, the reality was very cruel.

Qin Yanfeng took advantage of the time when everyone was resting, he looked at the surrounding environment with special attention, he wanted to find a gap, and then use this gap to escape.

As long as he can escape, he will be able to gather the old troops, and he may be able to restore his former glory......

Qin Yanfeng lowered his head, looking at the old injuries and new injuries in his body, he was extremely helpless.

Now he looks like this, no different from the beggar on the side of the road, no, the beggar at least lives with much more dignity than him, not like him, extremely embarrassed.

Qin Yanfeng was wearing tattered clothes, and the clothes behind him were rotten because they were whipped. His face was gray, because he had been forced to work as a coolie for the past few days, so even if he washed his face, it would soon be stained with dust.

Qin Yanfeng looked at his feet, his feet had been locked by shackles, but his hands were not locked, because it would make it easier for him to work.

Qin Yanfeng sighed......

His feet have been locked, how can he escape, even if he is lucky enough to escape from the military area, but he can't run far, not to mention that the soldiers will catch him back, even if he is wearing an ankleklet, he can't run at all, he can only drag it away.

This anklet is also very heavy, with an iron ball on the back, which is only worn by slave prisoners, and this is also the Emperor of the Central Plains in order to prevent Qin Yanfeng from escaping, so he specially asked people to wear it for him.

Qin Yanfeng kicked his anklet in particular annoyance, but found that the anklet was so strong that he couldn't kick it open no matter how he kicked it, and the anklet was even a little heavy, if he walked around for a long time, he would be very tired. Most importantly, the anklet also makes a sound...... So, if he really wanted to escape, the anklet had to be removed.

He grabbed his hair in annoyance, his eyes staring at the sky.

He was in great pain and helpless, and his spirit was on the verge of collapse.

He didn't want to look at people's faces like a slave in this hellish place anymore! He's had enough of these days! Although he had only been assigned here for a few days, it seemed as if the time had been centuries.

He has been the noble Seventh Prince since he was a child, he has always been a wind and rain, what he wants, how many people are the object of envy and envy, but now, he is nothing, he is just a prisoner!

"Enough, enough! I've had enough of days like this! Qin Yanfeng couldn't help but yell, and then stepped on the anklets on his feet with his feet, looking a little angry.

The kitchen steward had just eaten dinner, and when he heard Qin Yanfeng going crazy outside, his face turned dark, he walked over in a few steps, lifted Qin Yanfeng's clothes, and threw them on the ground.

"You little bastard, are you expressing your dissatisfaction with Lao Tzu! Are you tired of living? Don't you know what you are, and you are yelling! "The kitchen steward was very rude.

"You bastard, if I had known that there was such a person as you, I would have killed you first!" Qin Yanfeng rushed forward angrily and wanted to kill him.

The kitchen steward's strength was not fake, he casually pushed Qin Yanfeng away.

"You still dare to rebel!" The kitchen steward kicked Qin Yanfeng's belly, and then took a sip, "It's really a thing that doesn't know how to lift, I look at you like this, I'm also hungry." Today, Lao Tzu is in a good mood, so I will reward you with food. Come, bring out the food. ”

Hearing that there was something to eat, Qin Yanfeng unconsciously swallowed his saliva...... He randomly felt that this action was very ashamed, he was dignified as the seventh prince of the Central Plains, when did he fall to the point that he had to rely on a subordinate to send it away.

Moreover, this is a barren military district, what good things can be eaten?

Even if I could, it would just be some rice and some greens.

However, even then, Qin Yanfeng could clearly feel that his stomach was growling, he was really hungry, because he was disobedient to discipline, so he was hungry several times. Just imagine, if an adult is not allowed to eat for a few meals, has to do heavy physical work, and will be whipped at any time, then even if he has strong physical strength, he will be exhausted.

"Hungry?" The kitchen steward was holding a porcelain bowl with a missing mouth, and in the bowl was a piece of dry and hard steamed buns.

When Qin Yanfeng saw the steamed bun, he still couldn't help but want to eat it. However, what he usually dislikes the most is steamed bread, because he has always felt that steamed bread has no taste, is hard, and unpalatable.

Usually in the Seven Princes' Mansion, he eats some delicacies from the mountains and seas every day, and the dishes cannot be the same every day, so the chefs of the Seven Princes' Mansion racked their brains in order to satisfy Qin Yanfeng's appetite.

At that time, Qin Yanfeng was not satisfied, and often disliked that the dishes in the palace were not delicious, and he also threw away the remaining delicacies of the mountains and seas.