After hearing this, Zhou Zhiruo said angrily: "Hmph, you only know how to scare me. You know very well that I care about that enemy's health the most, but you insist on saying this. If that enemy's health is really ruined by us, the one who will be most distressed will be me."
Zhao Linger said: "Why should you be the one who cares about the young master the most? Can't it be me?"
Zhou Zhiruo rolled her eyes at her fiercely: "You, you are almost forty years old, right? You are just crazy with that enemy, how many more years can you be crazy? It must be that the enemy has you in his heart, otherwise, based on your age, you should have been sent to the cold palace long ago."
After hearing this, Zhao Linger was very angry. She immediately grabbed her and said, "You little slut, what are you talking about? Did you say the word 'cold palace' casually?"
Zhou Zhiruo's arm was twisted in an exaggerated manner, and it looked very painful at first glance.
"Oh, sister, it hurts, it hurts so much, please let go, please, let go."
Zhao Linger snorted coldly, "Let go? When you insulted me just now, why didn't you think that you would end up like this? Tell me, how do you want to die?"
Zhou Zhiruo begged for mercy: "Sister, why do you want to die? I just said it casually. You are too bullying. You have been getting more and more excessive during the time when Zhang Wuji was away. If you continue to bully me like this, I will not let you go when Zhang Wuji comes back."
Zhao Linger said disdainfully: "Hmph, even if the young master will side with you, that is a matter for the future. I will destroy you today and see what you can do."
Zhou Zhiruo could hardly bear the pain: "No, sister, can't I just admit that I was wrong? You, you can do whatever you want, it's all fine."
This is what Zhao Linger was waiting for: "Alright, all right. Let me give you some trouble tonight. As long as you obey me, I will let you go."
Zhou Zhiruo was speechless: "Sister, you, don't go too far. We are all women. You can't always treat me like this."
Zhao Linger sneered: "Oh, I didn't expect you to be so tough. In that case, then you don't have to keep this arm."
As she spoke, Zhao Linger increased the strength in her hands.
Zhou Zhiruo broke out in a cold sweat: "I promised you, isn't it enough to promise you? Let go, let go."
Zhao Linger smiled and said, "That's right. Since the young master is not here, you should just go along with me."
There was already some mist in Zhou Zhiruo's eyes, and it was obvious that she was about to cry: "You've gone too far."
Zhao Linger laughed and said, "Haha, who made you, a little slut, so sentimental? How about it, are you not thinking about our men so much anymore?"
Zhou Zhiruo was stunned for a moment. It seemed to be true. After being bullied, she had actually forgotten about missing Zhang Wuji.
…
That day, just as the sun was setting, three Japanese warships appeared again near the Japanese port.
When the Japanese people near the port saw the designs of these three warships, they finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Look, that's our warship. I told you, Marshal Yamamoto, it's impossible to be defeated."
"But why are there only three ships? Where are our other warships?"
This problem troubled all the Japanese people near the port.
At this moment, another person hurried to the outside of Hirohito's temporary bedroom and said, "Your Majesty, our ship is back."
When Hirohito heard this, he didn't care about the busy work he was doing.
He stopped and said, "Didn't I say it? The previous intelligence must be wrong. How could we, the Great East Japan, be defeated with more than 300 warships? How many people and warships have returned? Has Yamamoto returned?"
Hirohito asked three questions in a row.
The Japanese eunuch outside the door replied slightly embarrassedly: "In reply to Your Majesty, three warships have returned. I wonder if Marshal Yamamoto is on these three ships."
When Hirohito heard this, he immediately had a bad premonition in his heart. This bad premonition was even stronger than when more than 20 warships returned before.
"What's going on? What's going on? What the hell is that bastard Yamamoto doing at home?"
"Change my clothes quickly."
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Hirohito's temporary palace was near the port. After he put on his clothes, he immediately came to the forefront of the port.
It has to be said that Zhang Wuji did fail in some areas. If he had taken the initiative and ordered the Ming soldiers to drive the dozens of captured Japanese warships here and launch a round of volleys, the Emperor of Japan and his ministers might have died on the spot. However, no one could have calculated everything, otherwise, he would have been a god.
The three warships had slowly stopped at the port, but strangely, no one was visible.
Hirohito Hiroichi originally wanted to find out what happened to the people on the boat as soon as possible, but when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but feel a sense of weirdness: "What's going on? What's going on? Where are the people? Could it be that this boat came back by itself?"
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