Zhou Zhiruo smiled wickedly and said, "Having said that, Zhao Min's role is not completely useless."
"At least she's here."
"Don't you miss her?"
Zhang Wuji felt a little embarrassed. In fact, in his heart, of course, he missed Zhao Min to death. Not only Zhao Min, but also Gong Yu, Zhu'er and Han Zhao in Beijing.
But even if she wanted to, she couldn't show it in front of Zhou Zhiruo. If she was not careful, this jealous beauty in front of her would probably get angry again.
Zhang Wuji said, "Zhiruo, with you guys around, why would I even think about that crazy bitch Zhao Min? I was just using her for a while, I wouldn't think about her at all."
Zhou Zhiruo snorted coldly: "Hmph, you just keep talking tough. Every woman who follows you, you love her to death."
"Even Zhao Min is no exception. It's a pity that she didn't hear what you said just now. Otherwise, you would have to chase after her and explain endlessly."
Zhang Wuji said: "Zhiruo, don't talk nonsense. I will never explain anything to her in my life."
Zhou Zhiruo still had a look of disdain on her face, but at this moment, Wei Xiangjun, who was leaning against the bed, said, "Sister Zhou, can you, can you please go out for a while?"
"My sister Buhui and I are in disarray now. If you keep standing here, we won't be able to get up."
After hearing this, Zhou Zhiruo said with a look of contempt: "Hmph, you two little vixens, why didn't you feel embarrassed when you went crazy yesterday? It's too late to feel embarrassed now."
Yang Buhui quickly interrupted and said, "Sister Zhou, you can't count me in. I'm not embarrassed. It's just Xiangjun who is embarrassed."
As he spoke, Yang Buhui lifted the quilt.
Although she was suddenly exposed to the spring light, she didn't care: "Brother Wuji, come, I will help you change clothes."
Zhou Zhiruo saw this and felt a little helpless, but more of it was bored.
Some things are just like what Zhang Wuji said, as long as you are not embarrassed, then others will be embarrassed.
This is the situation of Zhou Zhiruo at the moment. If Yang Buhui doesn't feel embarrassed, then the only one who feels embarrassed is Zhou Zhiruo.
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After breakfast that day, Zhang Wuji unknowingly arrived at the west side of Luzhou City.
The reason is self-evident. According to the scouts' report, Zhao Min's troops are most likely coming from the west.
Zhang Wuji guessed that Zhao Min must have had the same idea as himself when she marched like this. She bypassed layers of obstacles and although she did not fight a single tough battle, she appeared directly in the heart of Jiangnan like a god descending from the sky.
A moment later, Zhao Linger came to his side: "Young Master, you are waiting for Zhao Min, right?"
"Don't worry, Zhao Min may not have heard the news of the Japanese invasion of China at this moment, but she must have heard the news that you are leading an isolated army. She must know that you are in Luzhou at this moment."
Zhang Wuji quickly said: "Sister, what are you talking about? How could I be waiting for Zhao Min? Whether she comes or not, my strategic goal has been achieved."
"So, I don't care whether she comes or not. As long as she doesn't stab me in the back, I'll be satisfied."
Zhao Linger smiled slightly: "Young Master, stop pretending in front of your sister."
"I'm not Zhou Zhiruo. I've already got everything I want. I'm the founding queen of the Ming Dynasty, and my child is the crown prince. This is enough for me, so I don't care if there are more women around you."
"Besides, Zhao Min is still useful. She led the three guards of Doyan and traveled thousands of miles before arriving in the south of the Yangtze River. You can imagine the hardships for a woman to lead an army of tens of thousands."
"So, when you see Zhao Min today, be more enthusiastic towards her and don't be shy. I have already greeted that little slut Zhou Zhiruo. She will never appear in front of you before tonight."
Zhang Wuji felt deeply moved when he heard this. He couldn't express his gratitude to Zhao Linger in words. She could even think of such a thing for him.
He hugged Zhao Linger in his arms: "Sister, how could I be so worthy in this life that I could have you by my side."
"From now on, you can take anything I have, including the country."
When Zhao Linger heard this, she was naturally very happy: "Young Master, I don't even want your kingdom."
"What I want is for you to govern the country well, and then pass it on to our son."
Hearing this, Zhang Wuji smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, sister. Xiao'er is still too young now. When he is able to rule the world, I will pass the throne to him. Then, I will be with you every day. When the time comes, I will definitely take your life."
Zhao Linger's cheeks were already blushing with shame: "Young Master, please stop being so frivolous here. By the time our son grows up, I'm afraid I will be old and ugly."
Zhang Wuji's hand around Zhao Linger's waist tightened a little: "Sister, you will never grow old and ugly. In my heart, you will always be the most beautiful."
"If I, Zhang Wuji, have done anything wrong to you in my life, I am willing to be cut into pieces."
Zhao Linger quickly covered Zhang Wuji's mouth with her slender hands: "Sir, don't talk nonsense. You are young. Even if you have done something to let your sister down, I will forgive you. But if you are really hurt in the slightest, I will be heartbroken."
"Don't say that again in the future."
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Zhang Wuji and Zhao Linger were on the city wall of Luzhou, being affectionate with each other, but at this moment, Zhao Min was on her way to Luzhou.
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