After a while, the spider fetched a basin of cool water from the well.

Even if she had to pay off her bet, Zhu'er didn't want Zhao Min to feel good.

When she opened Zhao Min's door, she found that Zhao Min had already taken off her shoes and socks. She was sitting on the head of the bed, swinging her legs and looking at Zhu'er with a smile.

"Little girl, I thought you didn't dare to come."

Zhu'er said: "Hmph, it's not a big deal. It's just washing your feet. I can afford to lose. I lost today, but I can win it back in the future."

As she spoke, Zhu'er placed the basin of cool well water at Zhao Min's feet.

Zhu'er looked up and couldn't help being surprised: "How beautiful."

Zhao Min said: "Beautiful, are you talking about my feet? Zhang Wuji always says the same thing."

Zhu'er glared at Zhao Min fiercely: "Hmph, I'm rude. Your feet are not beautiful at all. They are far inferior to Sister Zhou's."

Zhao Min smiled and said, "Really? Just for what you said, I'll find a time to compete with her."

…

Zhu'er was furious when she saw Zhao Min's smug look.

She grabbed Zhao Min's feet and pressed them tightly into the basin of water.

The well water was so cold that even Zhu'er's hands felt a little unbearable, but there was no expression on Zhao Min's face.

"You little girl, you still have some conscience and know to use cold water to harm me. If you used boiling water, I would be really angry."

After Zhao Min said this, she gently swung her feet in the basin of water. This action was just like what she usually did to Zhang Wuji.

Some water stains also hit Zhu'er's cheek directly.

"Zhao Min, what are you doing? You bullied me. Believe it or not, I will go to Brother Wuji to report you."

Zhao Min laughed and said, "Go ahead, you useless girl. I have never asked others to support me since I was a child. No matter what kind of grudge it is, I will solve it by myself."

"Go ahead, go find Zhang Wuji now. I want to see what he can do to me."

Zhu'er was speechless. If she really asked Brother Wuji to support her because of such a small matter, it would be really embarrassing.

But at this moment, Zhu'er suddenly remembered the secret that Zhang Wuji had once told her.

Zhang Wuji once told Zhu'er that Zhao Min was ticklish, and she was extremely afraid of it.

Seeing Zhao Min's smug look, Zhu'er couldn't stand it anymore: "Zhao Min, you forced me to do this. I washed your feet because I lost the bet with you, but from now on, it will be a personal grudge between us."

As she spoke, Zhu'er held Zhao Min's feet in her arms, and then began to scratch them.

Zhao Min could never have imagined this sudden scene: "Hahaha, you little girl, what are you doing? How can you be so shameless? There are differences between men and women. It's okay for Zhang Wuji to treat me like this, but you can't do this to me."

"Let go, let go, otherwise I will be really angry..."

…

That night, Zhao Min's room was even more lively than Han Zhao's room.

The noise made by the two of them was louder than that made by the three people over there.

The combination of these two sounds simply doesn't sound like something a human could make.

…

At this moment, Zhou Zhiruo and Gong Yu were together, and they were discussing how to convey the news about the Japanese on the southeast coast to Zhu Yuanzhang.

But in the end, just as they were organizing their words, they heard these chaotic noises.

He even shouted the word "help".

Gong Yu could tell that it was Zhu'er's voice: "Sister Zhou, why don't we go and take a look, before anything really happens."

Zhou Zhiruo said impatiently: "What can happen? They are just a bunch of crazy women who only know how to enjoy themselves. We sisters are still busy with state affairs here, but they have become so crazy."

"Don't worry about them. Zhao Min is a person who knows what's going on. Hitting Zhu'er on the butt a few times is the only thing she dares to do..."

…

That night, Zhao Min was tickled so much by Zhu'er that she laughed so hard that she couldn't even straighten her back.

But when Zhao Min recovered, it was Zhu'er who was in trouble. Even though Zhao Min did not use any of her cultivation, Zhu'er was still badly fooled by Zhao Min.

No one knew how long the two of them had been making such a fuss. All they knew was that the next morning, when Gong Yu pushed open Zhao Min's door, she found them sleeping in each other's arms, their hair all messed up, just like country shrews.

…

Seven days later.

It was already winter in the north, but Zhu Yuanzhang's Yingtian Prefecture was still extremely warm.

On this day, the envoy sent by Zhang Wuji arrived in Yingtian at full speed.

One of Zhu Yuanzhang's personal guards reported to him: "Your Majesty, Zhang Wuji is here as an envoy."

Zhu Yuanzhang laughed and said, "Zhang Wuji is the envoy. At this time, what else can he say?"

"Recruit them in."

The personal guard said awkwardly: "Your Majesty, Zhang Wuji's envoy said that he has nothing to say to you, but he has a letter to present."

"The messenger traveled two or three hundred miles a day. When he arrived in Yingtian, he was exhausted. I hurried to prepare some food for him. He should still be eating now."

Zhu Yuanzhang frowned: "What does Zhang Wuji mean?"

"Show me the letter."

The personal guard quickly presented Zhang Wuji's letter, but at this moment, Liu Bowen on the side said: "Your Majesty, wait a minute, be careful, it may be poisonous. I am your humble servant."

As he spoke, Liu Bowen took the letter, respectfully spread it out, and placed it on the table in front of Zhu Yuanzhang.

After reading it, Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help but frowned: "He killed more than a hundred Japanese envoys. When Zhang Wuji gets ruthless, he really has a bit of my style. Could it be fake?"

Liu Bowen said: "The people killed in Caishikou must be real. Zhang Wuji's messenger is so fast that our spies in Beijing will give us news in two or three days."

Zhu Yuanzhang sneered: "Zhang Wuji is quite interesting. He is obviously far inferior to me in strength, but he is still unwilling to unite with the Japanese."

Liu Bowen said: "Your Majesty, if this matter were in your place, what would you do?"

Zhu Yuanzhang said: "It's my turn? Damn it, if it were me, it wouldn't be beheading, but lingchi. No matter how much fighting there is between Zhang Wuji and I, it's our business. In the final analysis, this is a business of the Han people, but it's different for the Japanese."

"It's wishful thinking to want a piece of the pie."

"I'm so angry."