"At worst, I can just give birth to another child for you!"
Both Zhang Wuji and Zhou Zhiruo could see that Zhao Linger was just forcing a smile when she said this.
As a mother, there is no reason not to love your own children.
Zhou Zhiruo and Zhang Wuji could only sigh at this.
Then, Zhao Linger gently hit Zhang Wuji on the shoulder.
"Okay, sir, since this matter has been settled, my sister Zhiruo and I will not chat with you here any longer. Let's go to Jinyang as soon as possible so that I can bring our son back earlier."
"But before you leave, I have two things to tell you."
"First, the area west of the Yellow River cannot be compared with that in the south of the Yangtze River. The land here is relatively barren, and the population is less than one-third of that in the south of the Yangtze River."
"Therefore, you should not rush into the decisive battle with Zhao Min. After all, the troops she has are far superior to ours."
"Secondly, they are the two girls Wei Xiangjun and Yang Buhui."
"There are some things that you may be embarrassed to do when Sister Zhiruo is still here, but this time, it can be regarded as a godsend opportunity."
"Sister Zhiruo is traveling with me. After we leave, there will be no one to serve you. I know you. You can't sleep if you don't hug someone at night."
"Therefore, you don't have to be polite to those two girls. Just deal with them as you should. We are all women. If you only treat me and my sister Zhiruo harshly, and are gentle with the other two, we will both be unhappy."
After hearing this, Zhou Zhiruo quickly said: "Zhao Linger, why are you always so frivolous? I just felt sorry for you for a moment, but in just a short while, you showed your true colors again."
"If you say these nonsense again, I won't stay with you."
Zhao Linger smiled and said, "You little slut, I think you have forgotten how you begged for mercy in Yuling Pool last night. You are so happy that you don't even think about your sisters."
Zhou Zhiruo said: "It feels good! That kind of thing is not pleasant at all."
…
Zhou Zhiruo knew Zhang Wuji's temper, so she didn't give Zhang Wuji a chance to express his opinion.
She quickly said to Zhang Wuji: "My dear, don't blame me for not reminding you that Wei Xiangjun and Yang Buhui are both too young."
"When I followed you, I was already over 20 years old, and I won't ask much of you. As for that girl Yang Buhui, you can touch her at least next year. As for Wei Xiangjun, you are not allowed to touch her within three years."
"Did you hear that clearly?"
Zhang Wuji felt a headache: "Zhiruo, look at what you said. Why do you always imagine me as a lustful person? I am obviously a serious person. If you misunderstand me like this again, I will be angry."
Zhou Zhiruo said disdainfully: "Did I misunderstand you? I saw into your bones at a glance. Since the first time I saw you when I was a child, I knew you were a lustful person."
After hearing this, Zhao Linger couldn't help but burst into laughter: "Hahaha, Sister Zhiruo, you are really something. Since you have seen the young master's character since you were young, why do you have to follow him wholeheartedly?"
…
After chatting for a few minutes, Zhao Linger and Zhou Zhiruo left. But before leaving, Zhao Linger deliberately repeated what she had just said.
When the two of them had just walked a short distance, they discovered that Yang Buhui and Wei Xiangjun were spying on them from a corner.
Zhou Zhiruo sneered: "Sister, that girl Yang Buhui has come to apologize to you."
Seeing Yang Buhui's uneasy look, Zhao Linger could only sigh helplessly: "Forget it, she is just a little girl who is less than twenty years old."
"What happened to her father cannot be blamed on her at all."
Zhao Linger forced a smile and walked towards Yang Buhui and Wei Xiangjun.
However, before Zhao Linger reached them, Yang Buhui knelt on the ground in fear and trepidation.
As a sister, Wei Xiangjun naturally knelt down with her.
"Empress Dowager".
Zhao Linger glanced at Yang Buhui, then smiled and said, "Girl, you used to call me Queen Sister, why did you change your name today?"
Yang Buhui said: "Empress, I was just ignorant before. I am of humble status and should no longer address the Empress as a sister."
"I have heard the news that my father lost Jinyang and suffered heavy casualties."
"The most infuriating thing is that my incompetent father actually lost the prince. This is unforgivable. I am here to apologize to the Empress Dowager on my father's behalf. I know that the Empress Dowager is angry and will punish him by beating him, killing him, or cutting him into pieces. I will have no complaints."
Zhao Linger smiled and helped Yang Buhui up, while Zhou Zhiruo also helped Wei Xiangjun up.
After Zhao Linger pondered for a moment, she said to Yang Buhui, "Sister Buhui, I treat you as my own sister, so I will tell you the truth about some things."
"Your father was indeed defeated miserably this time. If I say that I have no complaints in my heart, I'm afraid I won't believe it myself."
"But as the saying goes, victory and defeat are common in the military, not to mention that your father's opponent is Zhao Min."
"Although I blame your father for this incident, I have to suppress this resentment in my heart because of your father's loyalty to the emperor and patriotism."
"Therefore, I, Zhao Linger, will never vent my anger on you, and I will not look at your father differently in the future."
"My sister is the queen of the Ming Dynasty, and she would never do such petty things."
"I have important things to do here, so I won't talk to you much. But before I leave, there is one thing I want to remind you two little girls."
"The young master cannot be without a woman by his side, but he is very thin-skinned."
"Therefore, you two should be more proactive in that regard. After all, the young master is the emperor of the Ming Dynasty. There is nothing embarrassing about you two taking the initiative."
"As long as the first time is done, everything else will fall into place naturally."
After hearing this, Zhou Zhiruo felt like her head was about to explode.
After pinching Zhao Linger's shoulder, she said in a resentful tone: "Old woman, are you done yet? It's already this time, and you are still worrying about Zhang Wuji's things in bed."
"Don't you want a son anymore?"
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