Zhao Linger is too perfect. She completely suppresses Zhou Zhiruo in terms of cultivation, not to mention her financial resources. Zhao Linger is rich enough to rival a country, while Zhou Zhiruo is a person who has no money at all.

Zhou Zhiruo was afraid that after she became Zhang Wuji's woman, he would not be able to control her.

But now the relationship between Zhao Linger and Zhang Wuji is almost inevitable. If Zhou Zhiruo tries to stop it, she is afraid that Zhang Wuji will feel uncomfortable.

Zhou Zhiruo sighed deeply and thought to herself, "Oh... forget it. It doesn't matter whether I can suppress her or not. Even now, I can't suppress her anymore."

Zhou Zhiruo said somewhat unwillingly: "Okay, I accept it. I will give you this room tonight. Zhang Wuji will definitely come in the evening."

Zhao Linger jumped up excitedly.

She gave Zhou Zhiruo a big hug: "My dear sister, I really love you so much. Don't worry, I will remember your kindness."

As she spoke, Zhao Linger took out a handful of gold coins from her pocket and said, "My dear sister, take all this money. Whenever you need money in the future, just tell your sister directly. I promise that I will be so generous that you won't believe it."

Although Zhou Zhiruo had no money, she regarded money as dirt. She just took a gold coin from Zhao Linger's hand and said: "Old woman, Zhang Wuji is very powerful, you should take it easy at night."

Zhao Linger's pretty face turned red: "Hahaha, my dear sister, don't treat me as you. My cultivation is many times higher than yours. Between Zhang Wuji and me, it's hard to say who will beg for mercy."

Zhao Linger pushed Zhou Zhiruo out of the room without saying anything.

Zhou Zhiruo felt a little heartbroken, but there was nothing she could do. Everything had happened naturally, and as a smart woman, she should learn to help others achieve their goals.

…

night.

At this moment, Zhao Linger was taking a bath in the room, and she used the best Longjing tea as bath water.

There are no more than ten people in this world who can do this.

The fragrance of Longjing tea washed over Zhao Linger's body. What was about to happen was the first time in her life. She didn't want to have any regrets, and she also wanted to leave the best impression on Zhang Wuji.

Zhao Linger has given everything she has to Zhang Wuji, and tonight, she will give Zhang Wuji the last thing, and that thing is herself.

…

The time was almost up, Zhao Linger slowly stood up, she was like a lotus flower emerging from the water, with water droplets slowly dripping on her black hair.

She wiped her body with fine silk.

Zhao Linger stood in front of a bronze mirror and looked at herself carefully for a long time.

The corners of Zhao Linger's mouth rose slightly, and she thought to herself, "Fortunately, although I am almost thirty years old, my skin is still tight and my figure is impeccable. It's a pity that this day seems to have come a little late."

Zhao Linger sighed again, "If only I could meet Zhang Wuji when I was Zhou Zhiruo's age. If I had met him earlier, I might have been the queen now."

Zhao Linger slowly put on her clothes. She wore a layer of almost transparent gauze underneath, and a bright red phoenix robe on the outside. On the back of the robe, there was a nine-tailed phoenix embroidered on it.

After putting on her clothes, she carefully applied rouge and powder in front of the bronze mirror.

Beautiful, Zhao Linger was almost mesmerized by her own appearance.

She came to the bed and gently covered her face with a big red veil.

Zhao Linger's heartbeat was getting faster and faster. She was very nervous and excited.

I don’t know how much time passed.

Until the sound of a door being pushed open reached Zhao Linger's ears.

The moment he entered the door, Zhang Wuji was stunned.

He was not so stupid as to think that the beauty in front of him would be Zhou Zhiruo.

Because Zhou Zhiruo would not play this kind of thing with him.

Since it’s not Zhou Zhiruo, then there is only one possibility.

The beautiful woman in red on the bed can only be Zhao Linger.

Zhang Wuji's mind was spinning rapidly.

"This is Zhiruo's room. The fact that Zhao Linger appears here dressed like this is enough to show that Zhiruo has tacitly agreed to all this."

Zhang Wuji's heartbeat was also speeding up.

He didn't know why, but every time he faced Zhao Linger, he would feel a little nervous, especially at this moment.

Because Zhao Linger at this moment was so formal, so formal that Zhang Wuji thought it was a wedding, and so formal that Zhang Wuji thought he was not worthy of Zhao Linger.

Zhang Wuji already had three women. The time he took Zhu'er, it was in a secret room, and they were both willing and reluctant.

The time when he took Zhou Zhiruo, he simply pushed her down by force. However, Zhou Zhiruo was also a smart woman. She knew that this day would come sooner or later, so she didn't resist at all.

The time when Han Zhao was asked for, the situation was somewhat similar to this one. That time, Zhu'er and Zhou Zhiruo forcibly locked themselves outside the door, which could be considered as intentional compliance.

…

Just when Zhang Wuji's thoughts were in a mess, Zhao Linger, who was sitting on the bed, slowly said, "Zhang Wuji, even now, you still refuse to come in?"

Zhang Wuji quickly said: "No, I just can't believe that everything I see is real."

Zhao Linger said a little nervously: "Come closer, is it true? Come closer and feel it."

Zhang Wuji moved his feet uncontrollably, getting closer to Zhao Linger little by little.

He slowly lifted the red veil on Zhao Linger's head.

Zhang Wuji swallowed his saliva.

But Zhao Linger asked cautiously: "How about it, do I still look beautiful?"

Zhang Wuji said: "Beautiful, so beautiful, so beautiful that I don't know what words to use to describe your beauty."

The corners of Zhao Linger's mouth rose slightly, and she smiled: "I don't know how to describe me. This is easy. Then just tell me, am I beautiful, or is that little slut Zhou Zhiruo beautiful?"

Zhang Wuji quickly said: "Zhou Zhiruo, how can she be as beautiful as you? I still like the mature temperament in you."

Zhao Linger laughed: "Okay, although I know you are lying, I am still very happy to hear it. No matter what, you must say what I like to hear tonight."

Zhang Wuji could no longer control himself, and his hand uncontrollably touched Zhao Linger.

Zhao Linger was a little nervous, this moment had finally come.

He undressed gently, and the bright red phoenix robe slowly fell off.

When the storm was about to come, Zhao Linger asked Zhang Wuji in a nervous and pleading tone: "Young Master, I will give myself to you tonight, but can you hold a wedding for me later? I just want everyone in the world to know that I, Zhao Linger, have become your woman."

There were already tears in Zhao Linger's eyes.

She has given so much to Zhang Wuji.

What she wanted at this moment was just a promise from Zhang Wuji.