After Han Zhao said this, Wei Xiangjun really didn't say anything else.
"Marriage is a major matter that has been arranged by parents and matchmakers since ancient times."
"My father tried every possible means to make me marry Zhang Wuji. This shows that in my father's eyes, Zhang Wuji is the best choice."
Wei Xiangjun has also come to terms with it. It doesn't matter who she marries. If she marries Zhang Wuji, even if there is no love, at least she can get wealth and glory.
What's more, other men may not be stronger than Zhang Wuji.
Wei Xiangjun, who had been appointed, fell asleep quickly.
She slept very warmly that night.
It was as if she had never felt so warm in her life.
Before she knew it, she and Han Zhao were hugging each other tightly.
Han Zhao thought to himself, "Another one, another person who has the same habit as Zhang Wuji when sleeping."
"Some people cannot sleep well if they don't hug something when they go to sleep."
…
In Yuan Dadu, on the morning of the second day, when Zhang Wuji opened his eyes, he found Zhou Zhiruo and Yu Fei sitting next to them.
Zhou Zhiruo said: "My dear, do you still remember to wake up?"
"How much did you and this old woman drink last night?"
"Don't you know there's a war going on now?"
Zhang Wuji had just opened his eyes when he was met with three consecutive questions from Zhou Zhiruo.
Just when Zhang Wuji was embarrassed and didn't know how to answer, Zhao Linger opened her eyes and said, "You little slut, how is it possible for you to talk to your man like that?"
"What's wrong with having a drink?"
"Which man in this world doesn't like good wine and beautiful women? Besides, Your Majesty doesn't drink often."
After Zhao Linger lazily got up, Yu Fei hurriedly helped her to fix her makeup: "Senior Sister, look at your messy hair. You have looked much more haggard in recent times. If you don't take good care of yourself, you will get old soon."
Zhao Linger suddenly widened her eyes: "Junior sister, are you telling the truth? Don't scare me."
The panic on Zhao Linger's face was not fake.
Zhou Zhiruo, who was standing by, found this scene hilarious.
She said to Zhao Linger with a gloating look: "Old woman, you really should pay attention to your health."
"You are in your thirties, don't always think about comparing yourself with us women in our twenties."
"At your age, if you were an ordinary woman, you would probably be a grandmother."
Zhao Linger glared at him and said, "You're talking nonsense. How come I can't beat you?"
"I have money, lots and lots of money. I can buy the best rouge and powder in the world. After Your Majesty stabilizes the current situation, I will start to take care of myself. Even if I am a few years older than you, I will never age faster than you."
Zhang Wuji said: "Sister, you must have confidence in yourself. You are the most beautiful. You are not old at all. In my heart, your age is just right."
"A perfect woman like you should not let Zhiruo's few words disturb your mind."
After hearing what Zhang Wuji said, Zhao Linger felt much more relaxed.
She said to Zhou Zhiruo in a provocative tone: "Little slut, did you hear that? The young master still prefers older women."
"Only when you are older do you know how to care for others, unlike you who clearly don't understand anything and yet just talk nonsense."
Zhou Zhiruo was surprised and said, "I don't understand anything? I understood it much earlier than you."
Yu Fei quickly tried to smooth things over and said, "Hey, both of you stop arguing."
"If you want to quarrel, you should also consider the occasion. After the young master stabilizes the current situation, you can quarrel however you want."
"If that doesn't work, let me find a small dark room for you two. You two can quarrel for seven days and seven nights, and then I will let you out."
…
Zhao Linger had just woken up and her hair was messy, so Yu Fei tied her long black hair into a braid as thick as her wrist.
After doing all this, Yu Fei smiled and said, "Senior Sister, your hair doesn't look so messy this way."
"We are fighting every day now, so we can't be too particular about some things."
"Although Zhao Min and I have only met a few times, I remember that Zhao Min always wore a long braid no matter when and where she was. This would be more convenient when fighting."
After Zhao Linger recalled Zhao Min's appearance, she found that she was just like Yu Fei said. She always had a long braid. That way, it was not only convenient during battles, but also easier to manage in normal times.
Zhou Zhiruo, who was standing by, suddenly remembered that on the second morning after she had been with Zhang Wuji, Zhang Wuji had braided her hair into a long braid.
Zhou Zhiruo suddenly felt that Zhang Wuji seemed to like the way she was at that time.
After thinking for a while, she said to Zhang Wuji, "My dear, please help me tidy up my hair, just like when we first arrived in Dadu."
Zhang Wuji said with a smile: "Okay, I really liked the way you looked at that time."
Zhou Zhiruo said: "You are so silly. If you like me, why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"A woman dresses up for the one who understands her. How I put on makeup every day is all decided by a word from you."
Zhang Wuji smiled and said, "My daughter Zhiruo is naturally beautiful. You look best without makeup. This is called natural beauty."
Zhao Linger couldn't help but say, "Young Master, you are too biased. It's so early in the morning, and you have only said a few words."
"This little slut Zhou Zhiruo is younger than me. If you keep flirting with her like this, I'll be jealous."
Zhou Zhiruo smiled and said, "Old woman, your days of jealousy are still to come in the next few decades."
…
After a while, Zhang Wuji had combed Zhou Zhiruo's long black hair into a neat and tidy style.
Zhao Linger saw it and felt indescribably envious.
She has made up her mind that at the latest by this time tomorrow, she will try this feeling herself.
…
After the four of them had breakfast, Zhu Yuanzhang's troops had already lined up in a charging formation.
What surprised Zhu Yuanzhang was that in just one night, Zhang Wuji had repaired the city wall that had been damaged by artillery fire.
Zhu Yuanzhang said: "Zhang Wuji is really more difficult to deal with than Zhao Min. If we continue to fight like this, I don't know when we will be able to capture Yuan Dadu."
Lan Yu on the side said: "Your Majesty, Zhang Wuji is indeed difficult to deal with."
"But he only has tens of thousands of troops after all. As long as we find a way to make a gap in the city wall, then hundreds of thousands of troops will rush over with overwhelming momentum. Even if Zhang Wuji has three heads and six arms, he is doomed to die without a burial place."
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