After hearing this, Zhao Min couldn't help but sneer: "You enemy, it's not just me who doesn't trust you, it turns out you don't trust me either."
"But it's okay this way. Since you don't trust me, I'll just stay in Dadu. No, that's not right. You've changed the name of Dadu. It should be called Beijing now. Then I'll just stay in Beijing."
"I'm not doing anything, I hope you come back soon."
Zhang Wuji lifted Zhao Min's feet from the basin, and then wiped them with his robe: "Min'er, actually, if you can really help me, I will be very grateful. I'm just afraid that you can't get over it. Now you are my woman, and I don't want you to do anything against your will."
"You are stronger than me, and your defeat by me is just God's will. If the Yuan Dynasty had a little more popularity among the people, I would not be your opponent. As I expected, I will take the initiative to declare war on Zhu Yuanzhang in two months. At that time, I really hope you can help me."
Zhao Min smiled and said, "One moment you say I won't stab you in the back, and the next moment you ask me to help you. You men, what you say is not worth listening to. There are still two months left, so it depends on your mood. Considering that you have been pretty nice to me recently, I may not stand idly by."
Zhang Wuji had been waiting for her to say this. He hurriedly sat next to Zhao Min and then hugged her in his arms: "Min'er, you are so kind. I knew you were not that cruel."
Zhao Min said with a look of disgust: "Don't touch me. I just gave birth to a child three days ago. Do you want me to die? Go find your other wives."
…
Naturally, Zhang Wuji would not want to do such a thing with Zhao Min right away. After making a fuss for a while, he left her room.
There are some things that Zhao Min doesn't allow people to do, but it's different for other women.
After Zhang Wuji left, Zhao Min began to ponder in the empty room.
There are some things that cannot be denied even if one wants to. When Zhang Wuji was fighting with Zhu Yuanzhang, how could she, the former empress of the Yuan Dynasty and now Zhang Wuji's wife, really stand by and watch? But how could she explain this matter to her own soldiers? If the soldiers knew that the empress who was so high and mighty in their hearts had given birth to a child for Zhang Wuji, how shameful it would be...
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In the empty room, Zhao Min couldn't fall asleep peacefully no matter what she did.
Helplessly, she could only get up from the bed again. She wanted to go see her daughter.
After ten months of pregnancy and one day of delivery, this is, after all, the flesh that fell from her body.
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In Gong Yu's room, she was feeding Zhao Min's child, and Zhou Zhiruo beside her kept teasing the child: "Little Min, don't be polite with your Aunt Gong Yu. She has plenty of milk. Fortunately, you are here, otherwise, your Aunt Gong Yu would be bloated to death."
After hearing this, Gong Yu laughed and said, "Sister Zhou, stop talking nonsense. How could I die from bloating? I really can't stand it. Sister, just help me drink a few sips."
Zhou Zhiruo smiled and said, "I won't help you. Zhang Wuji is good at this kind of thing. With him around, it's never my turn."
Zhao Min pushed the door open and walked in. Gong Yu was holding the baby and feeding it, while Zhou Zhiruo was teasing her beside her. It must be said that this scene was very heartwarming even for Zhao Min.
But what puzzled Zhao Min was another question.
She asked Zhou Zhiruo, "Hey, who were you calling when you called 'Xiao Min'er' just now?"
Zhou Zhiruo was stunned for a moment: "Xiao Min'er, are you calling me your daughter?"
Zhao Min was incredulous and pointed at her child: "Xiao Min'er? Who told you to call him that?"
Zhou Zhiruo said: "Why, you don't know your daughter's name yet? Zhang Wuji thought about it for three days before he came up with the name Zhang Min'er."
"What? Zhang Min'er? Is Zhang Wuji serious?" Zhao Min's face was full of disbelief: "Zhang Wuji called me Min'er, and then he named my child Min'er. From now on, if he calls Min'er, no one knows whether he is calling me or his daughter."
Gong Yu smiled and said, "Sister Min'er, there's nothing wrong with this. His Majesty named my daughter Zhang Yu'er. At first, I thought His Majesty just gave her a random name. Later I learned that His Majesty gave her this name because he had us in his heart."
"As for you saying you can't tell who he is calling, even if His Majesty calls his own daughter, it won't be a big deal if you, Da Min'er, agree."
Zhao Min's face turned green: "How can this be possible? There is a generation difference between them. The name is too casual. I will go and argue with him now."
Zhao Min turned around and was about to leave, but fortunately Zhou Zhiruo grabbed her and said, "Okay, that enemy is making a fuss in Wei Xiangjun's room. What can you do if you go there now? Are you going to walk into a trap? Besides, isn't the name Min'er pretty? I called it a few times and I find it catchy."
Zhao Min said angrily: "Of course you can remember this name, because you are taking advantage of me. Zhang Wuji is insulting me by giving my daughter such a name."
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Zhang Min'er, this name, Zhao Min really couldn't pronounce it, it was too inappropriate, but Zhang Wuji just refused to change his daughter's name. Every time Zhao Min mentioned this matter, Zhang Wuji would talk about the child he and Gong Yu had.
"Gong Yu's daughter is called Zhang Yuer, so why can't your child be called that? What's more, as a father, don't I even have the right to name my own daughter?"
Zhao Min felt helpless. Even after a long time, she still felt that the name Min'er was not a good name.
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Two months later.
That night, Zhao Min's door was pushed open again. It was the same man, and still a basin of hot water: "Min'er, I'm here."
Zhao Min frowned: "Zhang Wuji, if a few years pass and our daughter grows up, when you call her Min'er, are you calling me or her?"
Zhang Wuji took off Zhao Min's shoes, and then pressed her jade-like feet into the basin: "Min'er, don't worry about these little things. Our daughter is also named Min'er, it's no big deal. This way, I can think of you more."
"One more thought?" Zhao Min said, "So that's what you think."
"I'm right in front of you, and you still want something? I really don't understand what's going on in your men's minds."
Zhang Wuji sighed and said, "It's because I'm afraid you'll run away."
"It's been two months since you gave birth to Xiao Min'er, but you still won't let me touch her. God knows whether I am in your heart or not."
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