"I know." He held his breath and gave a false smile.

"I will definitely improve next time. I'll excuse you this time, Madam. Please eat it while it's hot."

"Yes." He Fuxi nodded: "It should be eaten while hot."

Hou Xing was secretly delighted.

Then, He Fuxi said:

"Then eat quickly."

Hou Xing: ???

He Fuxi said innocently:

"You cook too slowly. I'm hungry, so Zhan Rong cooked for me. We're all full, so don't be hungry. Eat quickly so you can taste my cooking skills."

Hou Xing: ...You can’t do that. You absolutely can’t do that!

His panic was palpable:

"I...I don't like losing..."

"This won't do." He Fuxi said earnestly.

"Raw food is prone to parasites, which greatly damages the health of orcs. Since you are a warrior, a strong body is particularly important and you must take good care of it. In my place, everyone must eat cooked food."

Zhan Rong stood beside He Fuxi with his arms folded in his arms, looking at Hou Xing with a serious look.

As if to say:

Do you want to eat it? If not, I'll stuff it in for you!

The situation is stronger than the person, and Hou Xing feels miserable.

Under Zhan Rong's surveillance, he was like swallowing stones and did not dare to show it.

He could only twist his body and swallow the hard-to-eat meat bite by bite, and was forced to eat it all up...

At midnight, a figure kept going in and out of the cave.

He Fuxi nestled in Zhan Rong's arms, sleepy-eyed:

"So noisy... Will he be okay?"

"Shh..." Zhan Rong gently covered her ears as if she were a baby, and hushed her to sleep.

"Don't bother with him, let him shoot himself in the foot."

So, while Hou Xing ran out again and again holding his belly, the couple hugged each other tightly and fell asleep sweetly again.

The next day, Hou Xing's eyes were dark and his steps were unsteady.

He Fuxi asked with concern:

"Are you okay? Why did you have diarrhea all night? Did you have a stomachache?"

"That's not true!" Hou Xing was quick-witted and interrupted him, "It's not something I ate that's bad, I guess it's because I'm not used to the local climate, haha, haha, hahaha."

"Then it needs to be treated properly." He Fuxi smiled.

She waved her hand and Shennong stepped forward.

"Shennong knows a lot about medicine. Let him take a look at you," she said.

Hou Xing was about to have his anus prolapse from diarrhea, which was exactly what he wanted.

But when he saw that it was Shennong, he became suspicious.

"He... isn't a witch doctor? If he shows it to people, what if something goes wrong?"

Faced with his questioning, Shennong felt a little embarrassed.

He was about to push him away, but He Fuxi raised his hand and held his shoulders.

"Because he's not a witch doctor, you have to be careful. If you anger him, he may not be able to cure the disease, but he can definitely kill the person."

Hou Xing: ...This is a threat, it must be a threat to me!

Father, I want to go home so much!

He had a sad face and was forced by Zhan Rong to feel Shennong's pulse even though he was extremely reluctant.

Shennong prescribed medicine for him in no time.

Zhan Rong stared at him as he chewed and swallowed the herbs.

Hou Xing wanted to die.

"This medicine works quickly and can stop diarrhea immediately after taking it. However, it has some side effects," Shennong said shyly.

At this time, Hou Xing had no desire to live and felt that it was a blessing not to die.

But soon, he regretted his words.

Because the diarrhea has stopped.

But his whole body was itchy, it was so itchy that he couldn't stop the itch even if he rolled on the ground.

Although it won’t kill you, it’s more painful than having diarrhea.

I endured this for three days before I gradually felt better.

At night, he slept in his cave, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he became.

As the prince of the Long-Arm Tribe, he was respected and admired wherever he went. No one dared to ask him to cook or force him to eat messy food.

Who dares to let him suffer such hardship and humiliation!

If it weren't for He Fuxi's belly and the long-arm tribe's plan to reproduce...

After tossing and turning all night, the next day, he once again suppressed his resentment and went to He Fuxi's cave to show his presence.

"Madam, the weather is nice today. Can I go out for a walk with you?" he said with a smile.

His handsome face and warm smile made him a lovable young man.

Unfortunately, He Fuxi is a modern person at heart. He hates basking in the sun and doesn't like to survive in a forest full of weeds.

"I won't go. Zhan Rong has been busy hunting lately. Let him take a break today. You can go out hunting."

Hou Xing didn't expect that instead of being able to seduce anyone, he was asked to do hard labor for Zhan Rong.

But I could only swallow my anger and go hunting.

After coming back from hunting, I have to cook, clean and do laundry.

He is worse than a slave.

He was numbly rubbing his linen clothes and beating animal skins by the river, while other little female pigs were pointing and giggling beside him.

Hou Xing felt waves of anger in his heart.

Why!

Why let him do this!

He is the prince of the Long-Arm tribe!

But Zhan Rong was too cruel, and that Shennong seemed to have some tricks that could kill people...

The most important thing is that he can't even get close to He Fuxi.

Zhan Ronggang kept a close eye on her, and she was also very dependent on Zhan Rong, only wanting Zhan Rong to serve her.

Hou Xing had been here for several days, but he had never even entered her bedroom.

Not to mention sleeping with him...

If this continues, when will it end?

What her father said about subduing her and making her willingly return to the Long-Arm Tribe was simply a fantasy.

Hou Xing felt that he could not bear it any longer.

In the bedroom cave.

"Fuxi, how do you plan to place Hou Xing?"

Shennong asked as he studied a new medical book.

After studying for a period of time, he has mastered a lot of strange characters and can now read some medical books independently.

He Fuxi was teasing the child on the bed, making the child giggle.

She didn’t even look up:

"His temper needs to be tempered. Otherwise, not only will he not be able to help our team, but he may also become a sharp knife inside."

"I see that he has been very dedicated to his work lately. As a prince, it's unfair for him to do some household chores. It's rare that he can be so patient." Shennong said.

He Fuxi didn't care:

"So what? Zhan Rong is still the king of the clan. He used to do these things, and I've never heard him complain."

Shennong thought about it and agreed.

Although Zhan Rong was a little crazy and reckless, he was not the kind of person who cared about status.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with cooking and washing clothes, and he didn't think it was shameful to serve his female.

This kind of quality is rare in the animal world.

"But..." He Fuxi changed the subject.

"You can't just leave him alone. You need to calm him down. It would be bad if it chills people's hearts."

Therefore, the next day, when Hou Xing walked into the main cave depressed and was about to take his clothes to wash, He Fuxi stopped him.

"Go inside?" He widened his eyes and pointed at himself: "Call me?"

He Fuxi smiled and nodded.

Hou Xing suddenly felt flattered and a little dizzy.

"Can I really go in? It's in broad daylight. Isn't it inappropriate..."

He Fuxi urged him to hurry up, saying that he couldn't wait any longer.

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