Looking at Zhao Min's angry look, Zhao Linger just found it funny.
"Even though you are in this state, I, the Queen of the Ming Dynasty, can still call you Your Majesty. This is already giving you great face."
"However, since you don't like it, I will change my name."
"Sister, you don't have to be so angry. My master has his own difficulties. He doesn't want you to be too far away, but if he lets you live in those magnificent palaces, I'm afraid it will cause gossip again."
"Therefore, I can only arrange you in this kind of place."
"Although this is the cold palace of the previous dynasty, but check your conscience and ask yourself whether the young master has ever owed you anything in terms of food, clothing and other expenses?"
Zhao Min gave Zhao Linger another cold look.
She also opposed the title of "sister" from the bottom of her heart.
However, this title sounds much better than the so-called Your Majesty.
Zhao Min said: "My life now is very boring. It has been more than two months since the day I had peace talks with Zhang Wuji."
"I admit that Zhang Wuji has never abused me, but he can't treat me like this again."
"Zhang Wuji wants me to live, but people have to do something when they are alive, right? Now, all I do every day is eat and sleep. I am not a pig. Recently, I obviously feel that I have gained a lot of weight. If this continues, I will go crazy."
Zhao Linger smiled and said, "Sister is angry, which is a good sign. Being angry means that you still have hope for life."
Then, Zhao Linger handed a box that she had been hiding behind her to Zhao Min.
Zhao Min did not take it with her hands, but asked jokingly: "What is it, poison?"
Zhao Linger said: "How is that possible? Sister, stop talking nonsense. You have already had physical contact with the young master, so he is reluctant to kill you."
"This is the Tianshan Snow Lotus sent by Zhu Yuanzhang. There are two plants in total. Yesterday, several of us sisters stewed a small one when making soup. As for this big one, the young master specially kept it for you."
"This thing is precious, more precious than the Korean ginseng I gave you some time ago."
"Please accept it. I know you were seriously injured at the time. Internal injuries are difficult to heal. It's not a bad thing to take more supplements when you are injured."
Zhao Min still emphasized: "First of all, I am not your sister, and secondly, I don't want to be your sister."
"Besides, you have Korean ginseng and Tianshan snow lotus. Are you trying to kill me?"
Zhao Linger said: "Okay, you are so mean, your words are so rude."
"If you don't want this Tianshan Snow Lotus, I will keep it for you to nourish your body."
After hearing this, Zhao Min quickly said, "That won't do. I didn't even eat such a good thing when I was the emperor. Why should I give it to Zhang Wuji? Besides, with his physique, if he needs more supplements, can you bear it?"
It’s not that Zhao Min wants this thing very much, she just wants to get it as much as possible and doesn’t want to make Zhang Wuji feel good.
If this Tianshan Snow Lotus must enter someone's stomach, then Zhao Min can only let it enter her own stomach.
Zhao Min stretched out her jade-like hands and grabbed the box containing the Tianshan Snow Lotus.
Zhao Linger couldn't help but praise: "Sister, your hands are so beautiful, so thin and white, comparable to that little bitch Zhou Zhiruo."
Zhao Min said: "On this point, we both have similar opinions. I also think Zhou Zhiruo is a bitch."
However, just after Zhao Min scolded Zhou Zhiruo, Zhao Linger grabbed her wrist again.
Zhao Min was stunned for a moment: "What, you don't want to give it to me anymore."
Zhao Linger said: "How is that possible? I just think your hands are so beautiful and want to take one more look."
…
Just a moment ago, Zhao Linger felt that she might be dazzled, but when she looked at Zhao Min's wrist again, she finally believed that she was not dazzled.
"Have you seen enough?" Zhao Min asked.
Zhao Linger smiled and said, "I've seen enough. My sister's hands are really more beautiful than Zhou Zhiruo's, and your skin is also better than Zhou Zhiruo's."
"But, I don't know how long it has been since your period, sister."
After hearing this, Zhao Min's face changed: "Zhao Linger, stop talking about sister in front and sister behind. I am not your sister. Besides, whether or not to have sex is not something you can ask casually."
"What is your purpose in asking such an embarrassing question? Can you please have some shame?"
Zhao Linger was scolded, but she was not angry: "Sister, have a good rest, I will come to see you tomorrow."
She showed a wicked smile on her face and turned to leave. Zhao Min just felt a little puzzled, but since she was under someone else's roof, she didn't say anything more.
…
The next afternoon.
When Zhang Wuji was still reviewing memorials in the Daming Hall, Zhao Linger appeared in front of him uninvited.
"Sir, you are pregnant."
In the Daming Hall, apart from Zhao Linger herself, there were only Zhang Wuji and Zhou Zhiruo left.
Therefore, when Zhao Linger said this, she was naturally a little bold.
Zhou Zhiruo looked at her suspiciously: "Pregnant? What do you mean by pregnant? Old woman, are you pregnant again?"
Zhao Linger said with a smile: "It's about the same. Not everyone's belly is like yours, which occupies the young master's belly the most time, but is always quiet in the end."
There was suspicion on Zhou Zhiruo's face just now, but this time, it turned into shock.
She pointed at Zhao Linger with her slender jade fingers and said in shock: "Old woman, how can you be pregnant again? This, this is not fair."
At this moment, Zhang Wuji no longer cared about Zhou Zhiruo who was in shock.
He quickly ran to Zhao Linger and picked her up: "My dear sister, you are really my lucky star. Tell me quickly, when did this happen?"
Zhao Linger laughed and said, "Hahahaha, sir, this is the Daming Palace, please let me go. Besides, when did I ever say that I was the pregnant one?"
Zhao Linger had already made it clear that the pregnant person was not her, but the smile on Zhang Wuji's face remained unchanged: "Sister, no matter who is pregnant, you are still their mother. Don't forget your identity. You are the queen, the mother of the country."
…
The sorrows and joys of the world are not shared. Looking at the scene in front of her, Zhou Zhiruo simply felt a little headache.
Some things are just so unreasonable. Zhou Zhiruo has tried very hard. She has been with Zhang Wuji for several years.
But no matter what, I just couldn't get pregnant.
In the past, when Zhao Linger and Gong Yu had no children, Zhou Zhiruo herself did not feel much pressure.
But now it’s different, another vixen is pregnant, the pressure is so great...
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