According to common sense, Zhou Zhiruo's behavior of covering up was indeed wrong. After all, no one had mentioned covering up for so many years, and it seemed to have become a tacit rule.
Zhao Linger peeled everyone apart, took a look, and cursed in a low voice: "Little slut, she is too outrageous."
"Usually, when we sisters accompany the young master to do this kind of thing, we never tell him not to watch, but this little slut actually dared to break the rules."
Zhao Min quickly fanned the flames: "Sister Queen, I said this vixen is not on the same page with us."
"She just wants to act different from us. Now, Zhu Yuanzhang has just surrendered, but she dares to block the curtain and prevent us from seeing."
"If this goes on for too long, I'm afraid you won't be able to keep your position as queen."
Zhao Linger gave Zhao Min a fierce look and said, "You are not a good person either."
"Stop fanning the flames here."
"You bullied that vixen until she cried this morning. I haven't settled the score with you yet for this matter."
Zhao Min laughed and said, "Sister Queen, isn't it normal for me and that vixen to have some fights and quarrels?"
"As long as the two of us don't make too much noise, you can just turn a blind eye."
"I'm just reminding you, you must think carefully about it. Take Zhou Zhiruo for example, she dares not let us see her now, I'm afraid she will have to separate from us in the future."
"Some things can only be handled when they just start to show signs of happening. Otherwise, the troublemakers will only become more and more arrogant."
…
Poor Zhou Zhiruo, it was just that she hadn't had a happy time with Zhang Wuji for too long.
That's why I locked the door and drew the curtain.
But she probably never dreamed that this small action would eventually arouse public anger.
…
Early the next morning.
Almost a sleepless night.
Zhang Wuji put his nose against Zhou Zhiruo's neck and took two deep breaths.
Familiar movements, familiar taste.
"It smells so good."
"Zhiruo, you are still the same as before, your figure is the same, your face is the same, and even the smell of your body is the same as before."
Zhou Zhiruo's cheeks seemed to be red all night long: "You enemy, you only know how to make me happy."
"I've followed you for so many years, how could there be no change at all?"
Zhang Wuji said with a wicked smile: "Zhiruo, you are doubting what I said."
"It seems that for some things, I still need to prove them with practical actions."
Zhou Zhiruo quickly said, "No, it's already morning, don't do this again."
"Please give me some face."
"I remember one time, Wei Xiangjun and Yang Buhui, those two girls, accompanied you, but it was already early in the morning, but you still refused to calm down."
"Then I gave those two girls a good beating."
"Last night, I let you do whatever you want. Now it's morning. If you want to sleep, just hold me and sleep for a while. If you don't want to sleep, go out and do your business."
Zhang Wuji thought about it carefully and just remembered that Zhou Zhiruo seemed to dislike him doing such things in the morning. If he was not careful early in the morning, he would lose the energy of the whole day.
"Zhiruo, I really can't bear to leave you."
"I will spend more time with you after I return to Beijing."
Zhou Zhiruo said: "Indeed, you should spend more time with me."
"After I return to Beijing, I will take care of my body."
"I just don't believe that I can't get pregnant."
…
Zhang Wuji left, and Zhou Zhiruo did not change his clothes as usual.
Because I am really tired.
It was not until the afternoon of that day that Zhao Linger came in with a lunch box.
"You little slut, this is my second time here."
"You really think you are a hero. Not only do you enjoy yourself, but you even want me, the queen, to serve you."
Zhou Zhiruo said lazily: "Sister, isn't it the same for you?"
"Yesterday morning, you and Miss Yu didn't get up to have breakfast. We are all the same people, so why do you have to make fun of me?"
Zhao Linger said: "That's because you overestimate your abilities. You know you can't handle it alone, but you still refuse to call a sister to accompany you. You, you deserve it."
Zhou Zhiruo said nonchalantly: "I deserve it? Maybe. I know I deserve it, but so what. I just want Zhang Wuji to accompany me alone for a day. Is that too much?"
Zhao Linger was silent for a moment: "It's not too much, but, but you can't cover it with a curtain, otherwise we won't be able to see anything."
After hearing this, Zhou Zhiruo just felt that Zhao Linger was shameless: "Sister, how could you say such shameless words?"
"Let's be more normal and stop doing shameless things."
Zhao Linger was silent again: "You little slut, you really have changed your heart."
"Sister Min'er is right. Now that great things are about to happen, do you really want to act out some unique act with your sister?"
"It seems that I really need to give you some ideological education."
…
Not everyone can tolerate Zhao Linger's ideological education.
She stood on the dark side of morality and lectured Zhou Zhiruo for half an hour. Poor Zhou Zhiruo, she was just being rude because she had blocked the curtains.
…
Five days later, Zhang Wuji's army set out towards Yingtian Prefecture.
After resting for so many days, it is time to set off. The land of peace and tranquility is nice, but one should not be too attached to it.
At this time, the Ming army soldiers not far outside Yingtian City also received the news that Zhang Wuji had won a great victory and captured Zhu Yuanzhang alive.
This news is really too exciting.
The morale of Gong Yu's troops instantly rose to an unprecedented level.
"Sister, His Majesty won the battle, we won."
The joys and sorrows of people are not the same. Gong Yu danced with joy because of Zhang Wuji's victory, but Gong Wu didn't feel much. If she had to say anything, it was that she finally didn't have to suffer with her sister anymore.
About a quarter of an hour later, Gong Yu ordered his men to tie the message to an arrow and then shoot it into Yingtian Prefecture.
Mu Ying from Yingtian Prefecture took just one look at it and then angrily tore it to pieces.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible."
"My adoptive father is the Emperor of Wei, the true emperor. How could he be defeated by a small cult leader?"
"This is clearly a psychological warfare tactic of the Ming army generals outside the city."
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