…

This pair of handsome man and beautiful woman, who felt they had met too late, stayed together for nearly half an hour.

During this half hour, Zhang Wuji had completely let himself go.

He blurted out countless love words that were beyond Zhao Linger's comprehension.

Zhao Linger forced herself to suppress the impulse in her heart. The moonlight was bright, and it was probably past midnight at this moment.

Zhao Linger didn't want to be a woman like Zhou Zhiruo. She would rather not rest herself than let Zhang Wuji have a good sleep.

Men are already extremely tired when leading troops in battle, and we must not let them waste their energy on us.

Zhao Linger quickly explained the plan she had prepared in advance.

She said to Zhang Wuji, "Sir, the time when people are most tired is just after midnight. Your team is only a hundred miles away from Xianyang now."

"The defense of Xianyang City is much stricter than the cities you captured before."

"After midnight tomorrow, I will set fire to the city of Xianyang. When the flames reach the sky, you will order an attack on the city. Success or failure depends on this one move, so you must do it at any cost."

Zhang Wuji quickly said, "Don't worry, Miss Zhao, I will remember your words."

…

In Xianyang City, Zhao Linger was still needed to lead the uprising, so she had to rush back overnight.

But when she was about to leave, she suddenly turned around and said to Zhang Wuji: "Young Master, I like you, I really like you, so I also hope that you can like me sincerely."

After saying this, Zhao Linger left in a leisurely manner.

The moon was bright in the sky and the breeze was blowing gently. Zhang Wuji thought to himself, "Don't worry, Miss Zhao. If I betray you, I will be struck by lightning and die a miserable death."