He looked down at his fingers, which were as thick as hammers, and his hands as thick as a bear's paw. He wanted to fling the water vat, which he claimed to be his wife, eighty feet away.

Unfortunately, the only thing he could do now was to pant heavily and urgently.

"Darling, don't be so agitated. Although we haven't been intimate for days because of you, husband, you don't need to be so agitated either."

The woman bashfully lay in the arms of Iguitinyu, blinking a pair of green bean eyes affectionately at Iguitinyu.

"You, you get up …"

"Husband, tell me, what is there to be shy about? Look, your face is red."

Iguitine rolled her eyes. If he didn't get up from the tank, he'd die.

The woman seemed to have sensed that something was wrong. She shifted the buffalo's waist, seating herself coquettishly beside Izitsu and pinching her fingers together as she said, "Husband, if you're in a hurry and want me, tonight …"

"Tuoba Fei, get out here!"

"Ah!" Yi Qiuyu shouted loudly, but the sound was weak.

"Husband, what's wrong? Have you recovered yet? "

"You, go and find Tuoba Fei for me. I have something to ask him."

"Who is Tuoba Fei?"

The woman's beady eyes beneath her bushy eyebrows looked at Izutsu in surprise, and her oily hands rested on her forehead.

Iguitsyu dropped to the grass and glared at the woman.

"Go away."

"Ah, my husband, it seems that you have not recovered from your illness and are speaking to me in such a manner. "Husband, you loved to hug me and be intimate with me."

Izantine felt sick. He was holding her?

Could he carry it?

"Husband, do you want to see our child? Husband, if you see our child, you will feel better."

Izantine shrank back into the corner and looked at his so-called wife in front of him.

His round face was like the lid of a pot, sweeping over his eyebrows and eyes, his nose and mouth were broken, and his face was covered with pockmarks. He really couldn't bear to look at it.

Her gaze shifted from her face that she didn't want to look at anymore. She had no neck, really no neck. The woman's head seemed to have grown out from her shoulders. Her figure was as sturdy as a bear, with the standard elephant leg and buffalo waist.

From head to toe, Iguitinyu never found a suitable place to look at, and he also never found out whether the person claiming to be his wife was a man or a woman.

It was true that there were two lumps of fat protruding from her chest, but the symbol did not mean anything.

"No need, I'm a bit tired and want to rest by myself for a while."

Iguitine could not imagine what kind of child such a woman would give birth to.

"Tuoba Fei, you are ruthless. You can even find such a rare woman."

He could only grit his teeth and endure. He would wait for his strength to recover before he looked for an opportunity to do something.

"Then, Darling, you rest for a while and prepare some food for your wife."

The woman affectionately took Ichityu's hand and said, "Although the family is poor, even if I'm starving, I still won't let you starve."

"Gulp …"

Izutinyu's stomach began to growl. He had eaten and drank since morning, and it was dark now, and he had yet to eat.

"Husband, wait a moment. I will soon be able to prepare a meal. When you have eaten, you will definitely feel better."

The woman went out, and Iguitinyu, watching her go, breathed a sigh of relief.

"What the hell is Tuoba Fei doing?"

After thinking for a long time, he still couldn't understand what Tuoba Fei was trying to do.

"Tuoba Fei, you want me to surrender and kneel before you as your vassal?"

If he wanted to die, wouldn't that be easy? If he wanted to die, would Tuoba Fei be able to stop him?

"Let's rest first. I'll see if I can escape this place after I recover some of my strength." "If you are unable to escape, I will kill myself. Tuoba Fei, don't think that I will submit to you!"

Closing his eyes, he tightened the thin blanket around his body, resisting the cold wind that came from all directions. What sort of suffering had he not experienced before? If Tuoba Fei wanted to use this sort of method to make him yield, it would be too ridiculous.

"Husband, I've made hot porridge. Drink some."

The woman came through the door with a bowl of something black and yellow in her hand.

Eating is not boring, is that bowl really porridge? Can it really be eaten?

"What is this?"

"We don't have any leftover food at home, but this bowl of porridge is something the child and I couldn't bear to eat. Husband, you should just force yourself to eat it first." "Now that my husband's health is better, I'll go out tomorrow to do some work. I have some strength, so I can support him."

Iguitine looked at the woman for a moment. He had no doubt that she had the strength, but did he need her to support him?

The food in the bowl was still steaming hot. "Put it down first. I'll eat it later," he said helplessly.

The woman placed the bowl on a stool. "Husband, take your time and eat. Don't let the heat touch you. I'll go and settle the children first."

Not wanting to say another word to the woman, Izotkin waved her out.

"Husband, you are extremely cold and indifferent to me right now. This truly makes me sad. Darling, did you forget all the sweet words you said to me in the past?"

Iguín closed his eyes and pressed his lips together.

The woman's heart ached as she saw him in such a state. She reached out her hand to stroke his forehead. She shook her head and said in a helpless tone: "You go first. I want to rest for a while."

"Then, husband, you rest first. When I settle the good kids down, I'll come over and accompany you."

Izantine wanted to kill, wanted to shout, but he held his tongue.

He clearly knew that Tuoba Fei's plan was to humiliate him and force him to submit. What else could he say?

Looking at the black and yellow color of the congee in the bowl, he only felt like vomiting and didn't want to eat at all.

He wanted to pick up the congee and throw it out, but he didn't have the strength to do so. He simply closed his eyes and started meditating, wanting to recover his strength and stamina.

Unfortunately, his dantian was empty and there was no reaction from meditating. He was not discouraged and continued to meditate instead.

It was a long time before the woman came back into the room and sat down next to Izhin. That bowl of porridge was a bargain for the rats.

"Husband, it's already deep into the night. Let's rest."

The woman's voice was soft, but it still sounded like the sound of a cow, and Ilyin ignored her, still sitting cross-legged on the grass.

The woman pushed him down beside her and put her arm around his slender waist.