Seeing Zhao Linger's expression, Zhang Wuji couldn't help but feel moved.

With such care from a beautiful woman, life is enough.

He smiled at Zhao Linger and said, "Sister, it's okay. People who have reached the level of cultivation like you and me will not die easily."

"Last time, Miss Yu was hit by three arrows, and I was only hit once, it's not a big deal."

Zhao Linger sobbed and said, "Young Master, you are different from my junior sister."

"My junior sister, it's okay as long as you don't die, but it's different for you. You are the emperor of the Ming Dynasty. If you are injured, it will directly affect the direction of the country's destiny."

Zhang Wuji laughed and said, "How could it have such a big impact? I was just hit by an arrow in the shoulder. As long as you don't say it, no one can tell."

"When we return to our camp, you just need to help me pull out the arrow."

"I'm really fine, don't cry anymore. You don't act like an older sister at all now."

Zhao Linger continued to sob and said, "Blame me. If it weren't for me, you would never have suffered such a great suffering."

Zhang Wuji smiled and said, "Sister, please don't cry anymore. If you really love me, you can stay with me when my injury heals."

Zhao Linger's face was already covered with tears, but she still laughed at Zhang Wuji's words.

"Sir, it's already this time, why have you become like me, always saying these nonsense things."

"Besides, when have I not been with you well? I have always been with you in all your troubles."

"But let's get it back to the point. Even if you could hide your injury this time from everyone, you definitely couldn't hide it from your Zhiruo."

"We agreed in advance that if that little slut blames me for not protecting her well enough, you have to stop her and don't let her scold me endlessly."

Zhang Wuji said: "If she dares, I was hurt by Zhao Min accidentally. If Zhiruo dares to blame you, I will definitely not forgive her."

"I've wanted to give her a good beating for several years."

Zhao Linger was helpless: "You only know how to make me happy. Since you wanted to deal with that little slut a few years ago, why haven't you given her a good beating until today?"

"In my opinion, you just can't bear to do it."

…

Zhang Wuji and others have escaped the pursuit of Zhao Min's army.

Most of the two thousand soldiers he brought with him are now safe.

But at this moment, Zhao Min was very angry.

Zhang Wuji's surprise attack was indeed beyond her expectations.

But the fact that the army of over one hundred thousand people failed to keep Zhang Wuji alive still made her feel endlessly ashamed.

More than thirty Deadpools around him were killed or injured.

There were also five to six hundred casualties among his soldiers. On the other hand, after counting the results of the battle on Zhang Wuji's side, Zhao Min discovered that the cavalry led by Zhang Wuji had only left behind more than four hundred corpses.

Even an army of over one hundred thousand was unable to stop Zhang Wuji's two thousand men.

Zhao Min felt so ashamed.

With no place to vent her anger, she could only look at Xiao Yuxiao, who was already trembling with fear.

Zhao Min widened her eyes and said to Xiao Yuxiao angrily: "Little bastard, come here."

Xiao Yuxiao seemed to know what was going to happen next.

He burst into tears in an instant.

But he also knew that he would not be able to escape this, so he could only walk to Zhao Min crying.

Then, she tactfully stuck out her little butt.

Zhao Min was filled with rage, but after seeing this scene, she couldn't help but smile.

But after laughing, she still slapped Xiao Yuxiao's butt hard a few times.

At this moment, Li Yao returned to Zhao Min's side again.

She glanced at Zhao Min and saw that the blood flowing from her legs had dyed her shoes red, so she hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, you are injured. Let me bandage you."

Zhao Min smiled bitterly and said to Xiao Yuxiao, "Little guy, go away and cry first, or I will beat you up later."

Xiao Yuxiao was also very obedient and quickly ran to the side to cry.

Seeing this, Li Yao quickly knelt in front of Zhao Min, first helped her take off her shoes, and then used scissors to help her cut off the red-stained trouser legs.

Li Yao carefully looked at the wound on Zhao Min's leg and said, "Your Majesty, fortunately it's just a superficial injury, not a serious one, and no bones have been broken.

Afterwards, Li Yao found a small jar of wine in the tent.

Zhao Min had already guessed what Li Yao would do next, and she never wanted to experience that feeling again.

Zhao Min said: "Last time, my feet were injured and you washed my feet with strong liquor. This time, can you let me go?"

Li Yao said in embarrassment: "Your Majesty, please be content. Ordinary soldiers don't receive the same treatment as you when they are injured. Wash the wound with wine first, so that the wound will not get infected."

Zhao Min was helpless and could only grit her teeth and say, "Come on, after bandaging the wound, I will beat that brat severely."

…

A quarter of an hour later, Li Yao bandaged Zhao Min's wound, and Zhao Min's cold sweat had already wet her clothes.

On the other side, it was not until the sun was three feet high that Zhang Wuji and Zhao Linger returned tiredly to their camp.

And Zhou Zhiruo had been waiting impatiently.

After seeing Zhang Wuji, Zhou Zhiruo rushed towards him and said, "My dear, why did you come back just now? Where have you been? You almost scared me to death."

Zhang Wuji's face was a little pale, but he still said jokingly: "Zhiruo, I can't bear to die because there is a beauty like you waiting for me."

Zhou Zhiruo looked at Zhang Wuji carefully, and then blurted out: "Your face doesn't look right. You are injured. Is it serious?"

Zhang Wuji smiled bitterly: "It turns out that I can't hide anything from you. I am indeed injured, but it's not serious."

Zhou Zhiruo suddenly panicked: "What do you mean it's not serious? Let me see your injury."

Zhao Linger on the side hurriedly said: "Sister, don't panic. The young master was hit by an arrow in the shoulder. I helped him pull out the arrow on the way. The incident happened suddenly and all the responsibility lies with me. I just bandaged it simply on the road. But don't make it public. The battle is about to start, and we can't let the soldiers know that the young master is injured."

Just as Zhao Linger thought, Zhou Zhiruo really gave Zhao Linger a vicious look.

But before Zhou Zhiruo could explode, Zhang Wuji quickly said, "Zhiruo, now is not the time to talk about these things. Let's go back to the camp first. If there is anything, let's find a quiet place to talk about it. Don't let my injury affect the morale of the soldiers."